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Thursday, June 15, 2006


Grab your lighter, have a few drinks and head on over to Life of a Franco-American in the U.K., where Lauren is hosting a discussion of First Concerts.

Y'know, I left a comment saying that my first concert was AC/DC's Explode Your Television tour, but now that I think about it, I guess my real first concert wasn't a music concert at all, it was George Carlin in Cleveland.

Let's see: Screaming fans? Check. Concert venue? Check. Went with a buddy? Check (well, I believe my parents drove). Bought the t-shirt? Check.

Yup, that was my first concert.

So, once again, George Carlin has made a liar out of me. Damn you, Carlin!!!

Did you happen to see Carlin on Leno's show last night? He was great. And guess who sat next to him as a fellow guest...Anne Coulter. Carlin was a perfect gentleman, unfortunately.
Facts that are hard to believe but true:
1.) I am that buddy that went with you. Though you thought I was in high school with you at the time, I was considerably older, posing as a high school student.

2.) Though most of the world thinks I am no longer living, I am here to tell you that I am a live fucking wire, son.

3.) My first concert was a Lincoln-Douglas debate which I attended back in '58

4.) I'm working on a cartoon character who will eventually hunt down and kill Jim Davis' animated fat-cat tyrant, Garfield. What can I tell you, it's in my blood.
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