Today's installment of NSFW Friday is certainly not safe for work at all, so don't even attempt it if you are at the office.
Since I have had, quite possibly, one of the worst weeks of my young life, I have decided to get it all out of my system and purge myself of all the negativity. Who better to help me make my statement than the late, great George Carlin and his famous, "The Seven Dirty Words you can't say on Television".
This one holds a special memory for me because I will never forget the first time I heard it. I was about six years-old when my 17 year-old brother came home drunk, late one night. He put the record, (remember those-LP's?) on the turntable, cranked the volume up to ridiculous and proceeded to pass out on the living room floor. I awoke at about 2am, in the sanctity of my little girl bed, to the sound of a strange man's voice spewing profanities and was absolutely PETRIFIED! I don't know what possessed me, but I got up and did what I thought was the death march downstairs, to find my drunken big brother passed out on the floor in front of the stereo with this baby playing on the record player. In all of my six year-old maturity, I shut the stereo to off and went back to bed.
We lost George Carlin a few years back, and it is certainly safe to say that we lost a true legend. This monologue is now a part of pop culture history. As we enter into a long holiday weekend, I invite you to view it as a release of any negativity, a reminder not to take life's little detours too seriously.
Have a great Memorial Day Weekend everyone! May we all come back on Tuesday refreshed and renewed.
PEACE! Happy kick off to Summer!
34 comments:
Does that mean that 'poontang' is an acceptable word?
Haha I got a great visual of that. That really made me laugh thinking of this little girl marching down there.
Hahaha!! That was great! Years and years ago, I saw George Calin in concert. Funny funny stuff!
I have always loved Carlin's sets...he could really put something into perspective...albeit a bent perspective!
I was always amused by how Carlin did the voice work on Thomas the Tank Engine. Plus, his presence was what saved several Kevin Smith movies.
Lp's. I miss them.
I really liked his older stuff. Brilliant.
Had a feeling you're a Carlin fan. He's got MUCH better material than that, though !!!
Carlin was brilliant, I certainly miss him.
Sorry I wasn't paying attention earlier (eagles / crows). Worst week? You know how to reach me if you need to talk.
"one of the worst weeks of my young life" ... gotta watch that stuff, too many of them and suddenly you're old and cranky.
Sluff off the baggage, have some fun and always stay young.
And Carlin was a real gem!
Whenever in a bad mood I should out "the seven dirty words" and it helps. Carlin is amazing, thanks for this.
Ah, what a great old rascal George was! I hope he's giving God a verbal beat down right now in Heaven.
I can't wait to get home and listen to it! Hope your weekend is better than your week was!
one of my favorites...
but we only lost george last year, not years back..
Oh I love George & miss him terribly!!! Thanks sooo much for this post, and he is so young there. Wow-it's been a while.
That jump started my weekend, here's hoping you have a wonderful holiday week-end!!!
Thanx again
your "Ask Jules" answer has been posted. Come have a see and a good giggle at my amateur advice
I remember laying on our living room floor and my parents and aunts and bros and sis would listen to the Steve Martin records...they would laugh their asses off and I would too even though I didn't quite understand. Good times. Feel better! Have a great weekend!
That is a sad yet funny story. I'm sorry you had to experience that as a 6 year old. It's ironic that you are a Carlin fan if that was your initial introduction.
Luv George!
Carlin had genius.
Hey Girl! Have a GREAT extended weekend!
Hey, I used dingleberry to describe the stuff hanging off our new curtain valances at work yesterday!
What a great storyteller. Like his voice too.
Have a nice weekend.
Heff is gonna help me set up a blog page, dont know what I will blog about but will give it a try anyway.
Carlin was classic. So was Pryor. : ) May your holiday weekend be WAY better than your week. : )
George Carlin was surely one of a kind. I miss his humor and love watching old clips of him
WTF, have a good weekend.
Ya, Carlin was a genius! Still remember the Hippy-Dippy Weatherman the first time I heard it on the Sullivan show! I'm still smiling!
Oh snap! George was the bomb. Nice post.
According to Mr. Krabs, there are 13 dirty words you should never say.
funny
I don't know why, I was just never into his comedy...
pretty crazy stuff with your bro though, where were the parentals??
Hey Candy, Heff said we could talk over his blog until he helps me set mine up, I noticed I had 2 followers and you were one of them, glad you are checking in on me to see, well not much yet. I think it will be mostly rediculous stuff just to have fun like everyone else. Also, If you are on facebook, you can add me, I am Travis Godwin in Brimingham, al, you will probably recognize my face on it, I am in a Pittsburg Penguins jersey. ;) Travis
Oh, I miss George. He will always be missed. I love those seven words, which I have used a time or two, with great relish. :)
Worst week ever, Candy? I'm sorry to hear that!! :-( Am I right in thinking there's a crow involved?
Grrrrrrr.
You're welcome to email me ANYTIME if you wanna vent, Candy. I mean that. I think you and I know a little something about the BS each other has to go through thanks to damn crows. Hell, just last night after getting off the plane from Chicago, I drove 40 minutes, hungry and tired and sad, to pick up my daughter at my crow's house AS HAS BEEN SCEDULED FOR OVER A WEEK. But they weren't there. I couldn't find them. I had no idea where my child was. He wouldn't answer any of his phones. I didn't know what to do. I drove 30 minutes home and evetually got ahold of him - he'd just decided not to be home so I'd make the drive for nothing, just to be a jerk. He snarled at me in a self-satisfied way, "how was your stupid trip?" and I said "fine. Bring back my kid" and hung up. He brought her back at 10pm (on a school night) and this morning I found her asleep on her bedroom floor. She was so tired she'd fallen asleep without making it to her bed.
Crows are bastards.
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