The Late, And The Great…

Well, today’s been a day.  I don’t think there’s a much better way to put it.  I did what I needed to, and then I was done.  But even with that, I still had one interesting thing today that I haven’t really done in the past.  I watched George Carlin stand-up.  Most of it was my first time watching the specific specials as well.  I really wish I had done this sooner.

I’ve known about Carlin for years.  It started out with Shiningtime Station.  Yes, that old PBS kids show that ran in the afternoons with the Thomas The Tank Engine stories.  He played The Conductor, the little guy who lived within the walls of the station and told the stories.  Little did I know that the same man was cursing up a storm at the same time for years on stages across the country.

I found out later on, actually in my first TCOM class in college, about his “Seven Dirty Words You Can’t Say On Television” routine that he’s done for years.  As soon as I heard about it, I went to find it.  Watched it on Youtube one day on campus, and that same day I picked up that routine on the music service I was using.  I have it on my iPhone to this day and I still take a listen from time to time, but it was the only bit of his stand-up that I had actually listened to or watched.

He died a few years back and what I knew of him made me sad, I have to say.  The Conductor was gone, and that was still what I remembered him for the best, but I still knew that he did comedy and was quite good at it, thanks to his 7 Dirty Words routine being etched in my brain.  After he passed, I still never went and tried to watch any of his stand-up.  It’s not that I dislike him, but just that I either never had time or didn’t think to.

Last night, out of the blue, I decided I wanted to watch a Carlin special.  It was his last one he did for HBO before he died, and I was surprised at how straight forward he was with what he talked about.  I really enjoyed it and watched another during lunch today.  Then tonight I finished out with Carlin playing Carnegie Hall.

So, what can I say after watching a ton of his work today?  The man was absolutely brilliant.  He said what he said what he wanted to say and didn’t care who would be offended, and was funny while he did it.  It’s just something that really is rare, to see someone be funny about things, be passionate about it, and actually be good at it consistently.  I honestly wish we had more comedians like him, and that I hadn’t waited this long to see him do his thing.  He’s even more sorely missed than he was previously, at least for me.

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cock-sucker, mother-fucker, and tits.

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Well, it’s been an interesting week, I think.  I finished two books (Wil Wheaton’s The Happiest Days Of Our Lives) and Craig Thompson’s Blankets.  I wrote a concept out.  I got a blog out early, , I got most of them out late, I made a couple new friends, and then I had some great conversations with friends all week.  A completely full and satisfying week, I must say.  That is especially in consideration of classes starting and me pulling my hair out a couple times.  And honestly, I don’t know if I’d want it any other way.

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