So Long, Mr. Conductor...

Damn, it's been a while...but something happened get me off my arse and bring me back here. So all you that have missed me...yeah, right.

First thing I have to say is yes, I watched that show. And so did you. And you enjoyed it just as much as I did, even if you were a bit thrown when Ringo disappeared, and was replaced by some guy without the British accent or British conductor's whistle. But we both got over that fairly quickly, I think.

Then I found out about the other aspects of his career...looking through the 'Humor' section of the recordings at my delightful public library, and amongst the PDQ Bach and Monty Python was something titled "Class Clown". I was curious, and while curiosity has yet to kill this cat...well, that's a story for another time.

There have been few times in my life that I laughed so much.

And so yes, I was saddened by the fact that Mr. Conductor will no longer be around to narrate our model-train videos nor Mr. Carlin to say naughty yet intelligent things. And to be honest, I fear that his kind will rarely come again, if ever. It seems that comedy that makes people think is seen almost as a burden...not to me, certainly. But I don't make the decisions of that kind.

At least he good run of it, 71 years. And so to Mr. Conductor, may the blocks ahead be green, and your waybills short and uncomplicated. And to Mr. Carlin, I can only say what I once heard you say on that recording, and with the greatest solemnity:

Shit Piss Cunt Fuck Cock-sucker Mother-fucker Tits.

You will be missed.