I just spent hours deleting all the black-friday, cyber-monday, buy-shit-you-don’t-need emails that clogged up my inbox over the weekend. The worst thing is that every other subject line said HURRY! DON’T MISS! LAST CHANCE! It was stressful just trying to get through them. Those of you that know me, know how suggestible I am. I’ve been known to purchase ‘As Seen on TV’ items… As Seen on TV! That’s the worst of the worst. I can’t help myself.
As I slogged through my emails trying with every ounce of strength to avoid falling prey to the sales pitches, I started to think about a mixtape I used to have. Intermixed with some 90s tracks was a sample of a comedian’s monologue. Sometimes you just hear something on a mix that stays with you forever. I couldn’t find the tape so I went to work on the internet and my detective work proved fruitful. I found him! Bill Hicks. A comedian from the South who died from cancer in the early 90s when he was 32 years old. He smoked cigarettes on stage and talked about drugs, religion, satan, stupidity in society and bullshit in politics. His humor was dark and scary at times, brutal even, but funny as hell.
Here it is:
I work in RETAIL for crissake, so I should probably add myself to his list.
now that’s funny. i have a mixtape with bill hicks on it too! this exact clip as a matter of fact. i heard this years ago, and it changed my life forever… planting seeds
He is a genius right? Planting seeds…