This Effing SUCKS
I just found out from another blog that my favorite comedian died last Wednesday (Mar. 30). I had to go read a bunch of news reports before I could fathom it being true.
Mitch Hedberg was the most bad-ass, funniest, most laid-back person, and he was one of the only comedians that ever made me laugh until I was in real physical pain. I was a hardcore fan from the very first sentence I heard him speak. His brand of comedy is the most pure and... and who knew that baking a potato could be so fucking hilarious.
I just saw him, too. That's making this so much more of a shock for me... I'm glad I kept the ticketmaster ticket stubs.
This seriously sucks, people.
Really. Really. Sucks.
Him and Kurt, man. Deaths to mourn.
SON of a BITCH.
posted by Kara @ 2:19 PM
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4 Comments:
yeah, I was really shocked when I heard about it...he just seemed like someone you'd think would be around forever
I never got to see him live, but i thought he was hilarious. There's been a lot of death going around lately, hasn't there?
There has been. It's sad.
Reality is a harsh mistress. People actually die.
I heard once that births and deaths come in threes. I think that it's supposed to be a personal thing - that it happens to three people a person knows at right around the same time.
Don't know how much truth there is to it, though.
I didn't know he died. That sucks. I never saw him live either, but his comedy central presents is hilarious.
Guess how many jelly beans are in the jar? How about you guess how many I want? If you said a handful, you are correct.
I too felt the sting of recent deaths, but is it right to be suprised by something that has happened and will happen to every living thing?
I will miss Mitch terribly--who could help agree with you that he figures among the freakishly great?--But his heroine addiction only hastened the inevitable.
James Dean said: live fast, die young, leave a beautiful corpse. Harsh as it is, and though it may deprive us of the genius some have to offer late in life, an early death saves us all from witnessing a sad, slow decline. I would rather see vintage footage in a memorial than a hobbled geezer accepting a lifetime achievement award. In many respects, old age is worse than death.
Either way, "ask not for whom the bell tolls . . ."
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