Drunken Pumpkin

Pyrophage mentioned last week that he was surprised that I hadn’t put anything up in honor of George Carlin’s death. I’ve actually been working on a tribute video to Carlin since last Monday, when I first heard the news. Last night I pretty well finished the tribute video and was watching the semi-final edit (I found a couple of changes I want to make) when I realized that the video’s size has yet to be addressed - it’s running a bit over an hour and a half in length. While I doubt that any of Carlin’s fans would take issue with watching Carlin’s material and interviews for an hour and a half, the amount of time required to load a video of that size through most internet connections would be substantial. So, I’ll be spending much of this week working on cutting the video into bite-sized chunks and getting it up ASAIC (as soon as I can).

My apologies for the lack of material on the Pumpkin over the past week; it’s all in preparation to deluge you with much Carlin.

Well, for the rest of the week I’ll be at Wizard World in Chicago, so don’t expect much posting from me. Lord knows what Jeff will get up to while I’m gone.

However, when I get back I’ll post pics of the invariable cat girls and that guy that has dressed up as the Punisher for the last three years.

He was being held on a bond of $86,500.

I find it strange that Jeff hasn’t posted any thing about George Carlin dying this past weekend. Perhaps he is still in mourning. After all, Jeff has the official George Carlin too tight shirt and strangely phallic microphone.

However, I would like to be the first to say that I’m certain that early reports on Carlin’s expression changing on the cover of When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops shortly after his death is completely manufactured. But some people will believe anything.

Tune in next time to hear Jeff sing a lament to the lost one.

I’ve been thinking about Discord a lot lately. Perhaps it has something to do with seeing the Sacred Chao tattoo studio the other day. Maybe it’s because I’m going through another seasonal depression. It might even have a little something to do with Jeff’s last post. Who knows? But Discord has been on my mind as of late.

People are always afraid of conformity. Well, the intellectually minded are, anyway. But then they go out and conform a little more. I’ve seen lots of folks in punk rock garb talking about how non-conformist they are. But if I can say “Punk rock” to you, and you immediately get a picture in your head, that means they have started to conform, doesn’t it? You want to know who the real non-conformist is? A preacher in women’s underwear. Seriously, you don’t see that every day. And what is the definition of non-conformist?

I occasionally consider myself someone that doesn’t conform. Then I look at my Birkenstocks and put that particular flag back in the closet where it belongs. (although MY Birkenstocks have been soaked in my own blood. Have yours?) I try to find new and exciting ways to fail to conform. Like getting married. I’m the first person in 60 years in my family to have a wedding with a minister. No kidding. So, being socially normal is an act of rebellion to me.

The real problem with any kind of anarchy or discord is that you have to be reacting to something. You have to accept a certain set of rules in order to violate them. Nietzsche said those with the highest morality act based on their own rules without worrying about adherence or violation of some other rule set. That’s a nice thought and all, but people that act like that end up in prison. And even then, you’re listening to some guy that you’ve never met. Nuts.

I think the world can use a little more chaos, and a lot less heirarchy. But I also know that will never happen. However, I have a homework assignment for you. Leave a starlight mint on a coworkers keyboard or windshield. Let me know how that goes for you.

Tune in tomorrow for philosophical musings on what happens when a starlight mint flies off of a windshield at 50 mph. I am so not responsible for those damages.

Such simple fun for such simple minds

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