REST IN PEACE "Curious" George Carlin!
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Category: reflective Life

LOS ANGELES — Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television. Some People Are Stupid. Stuff. People I Can Do Without. George Carlin, who died of heart failure Sunday at 71, leaves behind not only a series of memorable routines, but a legal legacy: His most celebrated monologue, a frantic, informed riff on those infamous seven words, led to a Supreme Court decision on broadcasting offensive language.

The counterculture hero's jokes also targeted things such as misplaced shame, religious hypocrisy and linguistic quirks — why, he once asked, do we drive on a parkway and park on a driveway?

Carlin, who had a history of heart trouble, went into St. John's Health Center in Santa Monica on Sunday afternoon complaining of chest pain and died later that evening, said his publicist, Jeff Abraham. He had performed as recently as last weekend at the Orleans Casino and Hotel in Las Vegas.

"He was a genius and I will miss him dearly," Jack Burns, who was the other half of a comedy duo with Carlin in the early 1960s, told The Associated Press.

The actor Ben Stiller called Carlin "a hugely influential force in stand-up comedy. He had an amazing mind, and his humor was brave, and always challenging us to look at ourselves and question our belief systems, while being incredibly entertaining. He was one of the greats."

Carlin constantly breached the accepted boundaries of comedy and language, particularly with his routine on the "Seven Words" — all of which are taboo on broadcast TV to this day.

When he uttered all seven at a show in Milwaukee in 1972, he was arrested on charges of disturbing the peace, freed on $150 bail and exonerated when a Wisconsin judge dismissed the case, saying it was indecent but citing free speech and the lack of any disturbance.

When the words were later played on a New York radio station, they resulted in a 1978 Supreme Court ruling upholding the government's authority to sanction stations for broadcasting offensive language during hours when children might be listening.

"So my name is a footnote in American legal history, which I'm perversely kind of proud of," he told The Associated Press earlier this year.

Despite his reputation as unapologetically irreverent, Carlin was a television staple through the decades, serving as host of the "Saturday Night Live" debut in 1975 — noting on his Web site that he was "loaded on cocaine all week long" — and appearing some 130 times on "The Tonight Show."

He produced 23 comedy albums, 14 HBO specials, three books, a few TV shows and appeared in several movies, from his own comedy specials to "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure" in 1989 — a testament to his range from cerebral satire and cultural commentary to downright silliness (sometimes hitting all points in one stroke).

"Why do they lock gas station bathrooms?" he once mused. "Are they afraid someone will clean them?"

In one of his most famous routines, Carlin railed against euphemisms he said have become so widespread that no one can simply "die."

"'Older' sounds a little better than 'old,' doesn't it?," he said. "Sounds like it might even last a little longer. ... I'm getting old. And it's OK. Because thanks to our fear of death in this country I won't have to die — I'll 'pass away.' Or I'll 'expire,' like a magazine subscription. If it happens in the hospital they'll call it a 'terminal episode.' The insurance company will refer to it as 'negative patient care outcome.' And if it's the result of malpractice they'll say it was a 'therapeutic misadventure.'"

Carlin won four Grammy Awards for best spoken comedy album and was nominated for five Emmys. On Tuesday, it was announced that Carlin was being awarded the 11th annual Mark Twain Prize for American Humor, which will be presented Nov. 10 in Washington and broadcast on PBS.

"Nobody was funnier than George Carlin," said Judd Apatow, director of recent hit comedies such as "Knocked Up" and "The 40-Year-Old Virgin." "I spent half my childhood in my room listening to his records experiencing pure joy. And he was as kind as he was funny."

Carlin started his career on the traditional nightclub circuit in a coat and tie, pairing with Burns to spoof TV game shows, news and movies. Perhaps in spite of the outlaw soul, "George was fairly conservative when I met him," said Burns, describing himself as the more left-leaning of the two. It was a degree of separation that would reverse when they came upon Lenny Bruce, the original shock comic, in the early '60s.

"We were working in Chicago, and we went to see Lenny, and we were both blown away," Burns said, recalling the moment as the beginning of the end for their collaboration (though not their close friendship). "It was an epiphany for George. The comedy we were doing at the time wasn't exactly groundbreaking, and George knew then that he wanted to go in a different direction."

That direction would make Carlin as much a social commentator and philosopher as comedian, a position he would relish through the years.

"The whole problem with this idea of obscenity and indecency, and all of these things — bad language and whatever — it's all caused by one basic thing, and that is: religious superstition," Carlin told the AP in a 2004 interview. "There's an idea that the human body is somehow evil and bad and there are parts of it that are especially evil and bad, and we should be ashamed. Fear, guilt and shame are built into the attitude toward sex and the body. ... It's reflected in these prohibitions and these taboos that we have."

Carlin was born on May 12, 1937, and grew up in the Morningside Heights section of Manhattan, raised by a single mother. After dropping out of school in the ninth grade, he joined the Air Force in 1954. He received three court-martials and numerous disciplinary punishments, according to his official Web site.

While in the Air Force he started working as an off-base disc jockey at a radio station in Shreveport, La., and after receiving a general discharge in 1957, took an announcing job at WEZE in Boston.

"Fired after three months for driving mobile news van to New York to buy pot," his Web site says.

From there he went on to a job on the night shift as a deejay at a radio station in Fort Worth, Texas. Carlin also worked variety of temporary jobs, including carnival organist and marketing director for a peanut brittle.

In 1960, he left with $300 and Burns, a Texas radio buddy, for Hollywood to pursue a nightclub career as comedy team Burns & Carlin. His first break came just months later when the duo appeared on Jack Paar's "Tonight Show."

Carlin said he hoped to emulate his childhood hero, Danny Kaye, the kindly, rubber-faced comedian who ruled over the decade Carlin grew up in — the 1950s — with a clever but gentle humor reflective of the times.

It didn't work for him, and the pair broke up by 1962.

"I was doing superficial comedy entertaining people who didn't really care: Businessmen, people in nightclubs, conservative people. And I had been doing that for the better part of 10 years when it finally dawned on me that I was in the wrong place doing the wrong things for the wrong people," Carlin reflected recently as he prepared for his 14th HBO special, "It's Bad For Ya."

Eventually Carlin ditched the buttoned-up look for his trademark beard, ponytail and all-black attire.

But even with his decidedly adult-comedy bent, Carlin never lost his childlike sense of mischief, even voicing kid-friendly projects like episodes of the TV show "Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends" and the spacey Volkswagen bus Fillmore in the 2006 Pixar hit "Cars."

Carlin's first wife, Brenda, died in 1997. He is survived by wife Sally Wade; daughter Kelly Carlin McCall; son-in-law Bob McCall; brother Patrick Carlin; and sister-in-law Marlene Carlin.

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Associated Press writer Christopher Weber contributed to this report.

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In Loving Memory Of Darlene (Skye) Gone But NEVER Forgotten!!
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Do You Have A Topic You’d Like To Hear Discussed On Hell Hath No Fury?
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Darkest Greetings!  As many of you know I do an internet radio show called Hell Hath No Fury, it's mostly talk but music is added (when I feel like shutting the fuck up or taking a break for a couple minutes anyway, lol!)  At any rate, I'd like to get my friends involved by hearing what's on YOUR minds!  If you have any subjects you would like to hear discussed or otherwise have any suggestions for topics, drop me a line!

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ATTN: BANDS READ THIS B4 REQUESTING FRIENDSHIP!!!
Current mood: productive
Category: collaborative Music

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via FoxyTunes     If you are in a band or a solo artist I now have a condition for requesting my being a number on your page; I require (at least) one track available for download for play on my show Hell Hath No Fury.  The reason I have made this a requirement is because I have MANY "friends" who are bands but when I go to their page they have NO tracks for download which I think is pretty lame.  Why is it lame?  Let me explain; they have requested people to be nothing more than numbers on their page so that they can appear popular but once they get the person's acceptance they proceed to ignore them like they don't exist or otherwise don't matter.  In my humble opinion if I'm going to help you out by supporting your numbers then you the least you can do is help me out by offering up (at least) one downloadable track for my show.  This also works in YOUR favor because you will have yet another outlet for exposure.  That being said, best of luck to all in the pursuance of present and future goals!

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2 years??
Current mood: content

Wow I can't believe it's been two years since I've posted a blog, LOL....  Damn life, too frikkin busy.  As I stated my niece Victoria is 2 (this is her below)

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Nieces & NIN
Current mood: excited

Well my first niece, Victoria turned 2 recently and my second niece Kayla was supposed to have been born last week but apparently she's gotten enough info on the outside world through the "grapevine" that she decided she didn't want to come out, and still doesn't.  LOL, can't say I blame her....  I just hope she decides to show up before Feb 1st as there is a NIN viewing party for the new Halo 22 (Beside You In Time) dvd that I want to attend but won't if she decides that she has to be "assisted" out.  I could still go but I wouldn't as Victoria would need a sitter and Tom (brother in law) most likely will want to be at the hospital.  Friday I'll have to babysit her very early in the morning so I won't be able to stay in Boston overnight like I was planning (unless of course I can hook up a ride...)  Ehh we'll see.....

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Darkness Calling From The Realm Of Nights Shadow
Current mood: indifferent

The night pours her blue-black blood across the sky, arousing her children who come out to play as the Goddess Diana illuminates the shadows. Come on down to the place where the light ends and the fun begins, where we play knife games and the only prize for winning is your life, live it or lose it by the light of the moon. No need for rules, we made our own. Take conformity and burn it in a fiery pit of anarchy. Rise and fall to the rhythm of passion and be swept away by the exotic fusion of lust and death. Look around; drink in the energy that is so carelessly emitted hither and thither. Feel your senses now awaken with the sounds of Gothic Metal and the pulse of the mosh pit whose silhouetted participants dance in a violent frenzy as if battling invisible demons. Here there are no limits, anything goes. To see someone overwhelmed and dragged under by the sea of slam dancers is nothing new, just more entertainment for the mass of lost and discarded souls who look on without remorse. Anger and pain are nothing new; instead they are like old friends that never leave our sides. Existing in a detached world has made us isolated and numb. We don’t expect you to understand since you don’t care to, just know this; you can remove the make-up, change the clothes and hair, put some easy-listening shit on the radio but you can never change a true soul no matter how much you don’t approve of it. So take your discerning stares, your spiteful deceptions, and your odious ways and be gone with you! Back into the sun where you can cast the ‘Light of Judgment’ on those who care to be judged. We are not concerning ourselves over the likes of you any longer. We Kindred have only one way of dealing with anyone that tries to break us down; KILL OR DIE FIGHTING!

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Joshua; When--WILL--It Stop Hurting So Much?
Current mood: depressed

It hurts so much I can't stand it. Knowing that I'll never hear your voice on my phone or see your name pop up on my screen again. You made me feel like I was human and worth caring about why did you have to go away? I wish I could hear your voice, I wish my phone would ring and you would be on the line telling me that it's alright, that it was some sick asshole playing a really cruel joke. I know this will not happen, I found the announcement on the internet and I could feel what was left of my heart grow cold and explode in my chest..... I feel like such shit, you asked me to write you a letter and I said I would but I procrastinated and ended up sending it out too late. If I had sent it to you when I should have at least you would have known how much I care for you. Can you see me wherever you are now? Can you hear me? I'm crying so hard right now I can barely see the keys as I write this. I keep thinking about all the conversations we had, the laughter, thoughts and ideas we shared. I remember thinking that if all went well that when my sister and her family went to Maryland that I would go to Dayton to visit you as we both expressed a strong desire to meet one another in person. Now we'll never get that chance and it hurts so much I want to die just to be with you. You touched me in a way I never thought possible and that is very hard to do especially over the Internet. You were, no ARE, one in an immeasurable number and nobody will ever take your place. May your journey be a safe one. May you get to where you want to be and find peace and happiness. More so may you find adventure, excitement and all the knowledge you desire awaiting your curiosity. And please, if you want to, wait for me? I miss you so much..... 
I LOVE YOU FOREVER IN MY HEART, SPIRIT AND SOUL JOSHUA PATRICK HONEA MAY YOU REST IN PEACE, AS YOU'LL NEED THE ENERGY FOR WHEN I ARRIVE!!!! 

i hurt myself today
to see if i still feel
i focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but i remember everything
what have i become?
my sweetest friend
everyone i know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt
i wear my crown of shit
on my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
i cannot repair
beneath the stain of time
the feeling disappears
you are someone else
i am still right here
what have i become?
my sweetest friend
everyone i know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt
if i could start again
a million miles away
i would keep myself
i would find a way
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Melodies of Life (Final Fantasy IX Theme Song)

Alone for a while I've been searching through the dark
For traces of the love you left inside my lonely heart
To weave by picking up the pieces that remain
Melodies of life--love's lost refrain

Our paths they did cross, though I cannot say just why
We met, we laughed, we held on fast, and then we said goodbye
And who'll hear the echoes of stories never told?
Let them ring out loud till they unfold
In my dearest memories, I see you reaching out to me
Though you're gone, I still believe that you can call out my name

A voice from the past, joining yours and mine
Adding up the layers of harmony
And so it goes, on and on
Melodies of life,
To the sky beyond the flying birds--forever and beyond

So far and way, see the bird as it flies by
Gliding through the shadows of the clouds up in the sky
I've laid my memories and dreams upon those wings
Leave them now and see what tomorrow brings

In your dearest memories, do you remember loving me?
Was it fate that brought us close and now leaves me behind?

A voice from the past, joining yours and mine
Adding up the layers of harmony
And so it goes, on and on
Melodies of life,
To the sky beyond the flying birds--forever and beyond

If I should leave this lonely world behind
Your voice will still remember our melody
Now I know we'll carry on
Melodies of life
Come circle round and grow deep in our hearts
As long as we remember

I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU JOSHUA
Love Completely and Infinitely
Your Dark Goddess,
Nemesis Nexus

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Metal Soul (DimeBag Blues Part II)
Current mood: pensive

I remember all those years back when I would be alone in my room filled with darkness, I had another fight or another altercation and I would be cast to the side and ostracized even though the only thing I did was stand up for myself. Nobody listened cuz, nobody gave a shit. Why should they? It’s my problem I’ll deal with it. But they never think twice to pin me down. Make me their scapegoat so they could have someone to blame. What went wrong with me? Why am I the way I am? Was it TV? Was it my (severe lack of) friends? No, it must be the Metal that goddamned NOISE!

>>I’ll tell ya right now; you can tear me down piece by piece. You can ignore me when you see me on the streets. You can tell the world that I don’t exist, but don’t you EVER blame my attitude on the Music. My attitude belongs to you, my life belongs to Metal.<<

I see it in your eyes; it’s me who you despise. Not one of you, not of your world, my existence is futile, you flash that ever fake smile so that others will think that you’re trying to be my friend but I know the real you will always show in the end, no that’s NOT a good thing. You who thinks the man upstairs created everything that we have; the stars, moon, sun and LIFE; you never stop to think if that is true then this thing also created everything we don’t like; abuse, rape, hate, DEATH

You may be friends with your god and you may walk with Jesus but I have friends too and they don’t like to be called out by the likes of you. You call us unruly, defiant, violent, hateful drug using, alcohol-abusing vagabonds. We call you what you are; hypochristians. You who claim to hate all we love. Isn’t hate a sin? You who claim we are too animalistic to love.

>>I’ll tell ya right now; you can tear me down piece by piece. You can ignore me when you see me on the streets. You can tell the world that I don’t exist, but don’t you EVER blame my attitude on the Music. My attitude belongs to you, my life belongs to Metal.<<

We, who roam the night, are not looking for a fight. We’re looking for a kick-ass pit and a band that can handle it. We’re not looking for miracles just to release the pressure before we explode. I remember when I couldn’t find a decent pit, I’d go back into my darkness and I’d listen to the music that filled my head, and guess who was there every time I needed someone who understood how I felt? Every time my mood called for a little more aggression to overpower my ever-building angst? THAT’S DAMN FUCKING STRAIGHT! My real friends don’t live in my head they live where you do, out in this fucked-in-the-ass place that you call the ‘real world’. My real friends don’t deny that they feel rage, hatred, lust, violent (playful and otherwise) angry, depressed, frustrated, and hopeless. We are the mutilated and segregated. We are the silent and the strong. We are the LOUD and the determined. We are the population at large. Why can’t you admit that you envy us? We have freedoms you could only DREAM of! Freedom to choose between fact and fiction, freedom to love AND lust at will without some bullshit obligatory excuse as to why sex isn’t a sin. We are free to be who we are without having to prove ourselves to a “high”er power!

>>I’ll tell ya right now; you can tear me down piece by piece. You can ignore me when you see me on the streets. You can tell the world that I don’t exist, but don’t you EVER blame my attitude on the Music. My attitude belongs to you, my life belongs to Metal.<<

I don’t trust anyone with one arm behind their back saying they want to be my friend; most likely they have a knife in that hidden hand. We will NOT fall prey to deceit and lies, society’s answer to all of our questions. They all tell us that we wouldn’t understand even if they did tell us the whole story. FUCK THAT! We won’t live in a world that hides things like the truth. We won’t cohabitate with a bunch of spineless cowards that LET themselves be beaten! We dwell with the ones who break through the barriers! We run with those who penetrate the night with a deeper darkness. It is WE who will ‘Rise’ above YOU and claim victory in the name of all things METAL.

>>I’ll tell ya right now; you can tear me down piece by piece. You can ignore me when you see me on the streets. You can tell the world that I don’t exist, but don’t you EVER blame my attitude on the Music. My attitude belongs to you, my life belongs to Metal.<.>I’ll tell ya right now; you can tear me down piece by piece. You can ignore me when you see me on the streets. You can tell the world that I don’t exist, but don’t you EVER blame my attitude on the Music. My attitude belongs to you, my life belongs to Metal.<<

Metal doesn’t always speak of a deeper wisdom but at least it speaks to me, which is MUCH more than I can say for you. All those years I spent alone in that all consuming darkness the only friends I could rely on to LISTEN and respond were Pantera, Marilyn Manson, NIN etc… Maybe to you they are evil godless people that represent hate, murder, drug use, and pre-marital sex, but that’s not the case. The case is where you failed to teach, about how to survive in this cold hard hell, they picked up and provided the necessary lessons. Metal can be evil but then everyone knows that evil spelled backwards is LIVE! So why not be even a little evil if it means that you are also able to live a little? THAT is what I learned life is all about, thank you for that lesson Mr. Abbott! You are an inspiration to those of us who lost our will to fight until we heard you shred. You are the silver lining in the dark cloud that summons the thunder with your lightning. You are many people’s reasons for becoming Metal guitarists. You are MY reason for still being around. And the world is a much colder, crueler place without you. We shall always safeguard our memories as no amount of money could ever replace them. When I listen to the wind whistling through the trees I can here you sliding down a chord, right in tune with nature. Perhaps now you are writing Storm Songs? When the thunder rumbles and the lightning flashes it’s you who is providing the sound of the wind! May you play your heart forever in the Metal Gods Valhalla and blow the walls apart! We will never forget the years you gave to us, selflessly devoting your time to ease our pain on stage and off. You represent EVERYTHING Metal is and NO ONE could ever take your place! You are truly one-of-a-kind and you will always be revered that way. So for now we say rest in peace cuz later we’ll ALL be there ready to kick the revelry into OVERDRIVE!!!

"PARTYTIME!!!!!!!!"

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Guitar Hero (DimeBag Blues)

He came from the abyss to rock the world and show us the meaning of metal music. Play your song; shred the night as only you can. He is not afraid of seeing what you can do as after you are done he will school you.

We stand in the crowd, waiting to see this Man-God, to hear the sounds that he could make come forth from within. Anyone can play a guitar; he played his heart on 6 strings. The anger and animosity in the music was that which exists within all of us, he knew and understood that, he was somebody that you could always count on to be there, even if it wasn’t in the flesh.

>I feel so numb, my mind is spinning out of control, racing at break neck speed, heading nowhere but I can’t stop running till I get to the end of it all…<

You can hear the scream of the riffs being played but you could FEEL him deep inside that’s how you KNEW it was Dime. He always told it straight up, never bullshitted his way around anything, took every challenge head-on.

I still can’t believe, I heard the news but I don’t want it to be true. Who would want to take away such a gift? I blast his music as loudly as I can hoping that I will turn on the news and he will be ok, but nothing is ok, nothing will be ok, he is gone.

>I feel so numb, my mind is spinning out of control, racing at break neck speed, heading nowhere but I can’t stop running till I get to the end of it all…<

Why? WHY?! WHAT FUCKING MOTIVE COULD THIS MURDERING FUCKING BASTARD POSSIBLY HAVE?? AND WHY WAS HE GIVEN SUCH A QUICK DEATH? HE DESERVED TO SUFFER THEY WAY HE MADE DARRELL AND VINNIE SUFFER, THE WAY WE ALL SUFFER NOW. I WOULD GIVE MY LIFE FOR “FIVE MINUTES ALONE” WITH THE PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!!!!!

>I feel so numb, my mind is spinning out of control, racing at break neck speed, heading nowhere but I can’t stop running till I get to the end of it all…<

You may not be in the flesh any longer but yours is an immortal soul, you will NEVER truly die, as you will live on in us all! Past guitarists claim you as their inspiration; future ones will do the same. Not many people we meet leave a lasting impression; you were one who did it in five minutes. So now we say farewell to a friend, a fighter, and fellow liquor slamming, pot smoking, pit-moshing, ball busting, ear bleeding, Metal Head but we will NEVER say good-bye. We’ll meet again in that Head-Bangers arena in the after world.

REST IN PEACE BROTHER For you are a true Guitar Hero……

In Respectful Memory,
Nemesis Nexus and all Pantera / Damageplan friends and fans everywhere!

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