One of my favorite quips from Mr. Carlin:

“Grownups have taken all the fun out of being a kid, just to save a few thousand lives. It’s pathetic. What’s happening is, these soft, fruity baby-boomers, are raising a generation of soft, fruity kids, who aren’t even allowed to have hazardous toys, for Christ’s sakes. Shit. What ever happened to natural selection? Survival of the fittest? The kid who swallows too many marbles, doesn’t grow up to have kids of his own. Simple as that! Nature knows best. Nature should be able to kill off the weak and sickly and ignorant people, without interference from batting helmets and airbags. “

I remember tuning a little portable radio to KMDY radio in Thousand Oaks, listening to some of the (edited) Carlin stand-up sketches late at night when I was supposed to be asleep, struggling to keep from laughing so that my parents wouldn’t bust me. He was a genius, and moved the craft forward by leaps and bounds.

When I was posting this, I thought a while about whether or not to tag it with the “Laugh!” tag. I actually thought, “Well, if George were posting his own posthumous story, he’d probably use the “Laugh!” tag, too.

I heartily concur.

By the way Zack (and others), if you link to pictures, take a minute to download them to your computer, and then re-upload them to our own server. That way, we’re not hotlinking to someone else’s server.

Also, if they decide to remove the image, we don’t end up with a big ugly blank space on our post.

Somehow hotlinking sounds very dirty.

I noticed that the George Carlin episode of Inside the Actors Studio is being aired tomorrow and the next day. That is a great show for hearing about the interviewee’s life for one hour (rather than the host, or an upcoming movie, etc) so you might like to see it.

on Tivo. Can’t wait to watch it.

GLAD GLAD GLAD the old nasty man is GONE!!

Sherry, are you gone?

That will make me glad, too.

Sherry: You wouldn’t happen to have a bag or marbles, would you? If so, have you ever tasted them? They’re delicious!

Wow - that got personal in a hurry, even for us!

Eff off!!!

Oh wait. That’s Mike.

Sorry.

I wasn’t going on the attack! I was just asking if Sherry tasted marbles. If I was going on the attack, I would have said:

Sherry, please choke on some marbles.

Or,

“Sherry, please hit yourself in the face with a bag of marbles.”

I have no patience for fly-bys. If Sherry wants to rant and rave, she’s as welcome as the next person. But you have to come back and participate. She’s the backyard BBQ equivalent of someone tossing a flaming bag of poo over the fence and speeding off. We’re gonna yell, and return fire if possible.

Peace and love, my ass. No one throws a flaming bag of poo into my BBQ party.

Or, possibly, the backyard BBQ equivalent of someone who hangs out quietly on the fringe of the party, makes one observation, and is instantly shouted down and belittled by the drunken herd of bozos doing belly flops off the roof.

By all means, disagree. Disagree strongly, even. Use foul language. Make wild and unsubstantiated claims. That’s all fine. But keep in mind that many of our first-time comments come from long-time readers.

“Or, possibly, the backyard BBQ equivalent of someone who hangs out quietly on the fringe of the party, makes one observation, and is instantly shouted down and belittled by the drunken herd of bozos doing belly flops off the roof.”

Dude! Do you have to bring me into every post?

Ok,

Sherry. Are you a longtime reader? If so, sorry if I hurt your feelings. You’re perfectly welcome to your opinions. I would personally appreciate it if you’d stick around to continue a conversation if you’re going to sort of just throw something out that could be considered contrary or inflammatory.

There Mike, are you happy? Can we please stop singing “What The World Needs Now” around the firepit and go back to Dan Burns songs?

Hey Sherry! You suck!

There. I did it. Now back to BBQ Beer Bongs….

Classy.

Now I feel all guilty.

Come back, Sherry, so we can heal our wounds.