Years ago, when I went to Montreal to get my Master's degree in Philosophy, I decided to become a stand-up comic at the same time. I soon realized that I had a lot more fun coming up with the funny bits than I did being ignored or heckled while on stage delivering them. So I became a sit-down comic. (Well, a sprawled-on-the-couch comic.) I've since written and published several novels, which contain a lot of funny bits, but I decided, in addition, to publish the leftover or funny-on-their-own bits in a separate book. Hence, Too Stupid to Visit.
Too Stupid to Visit is a themed collection of bits from my non-existent stand-up career. It includes Too Stupid to Visit, We Should Put a Crocodile in There, Born that Way, Let the Cows Loose, Jass Richards does Europe, and Other Funny Bits.
Any collection by Carlin is bound to be brilliant. It was a tie between Brain Droppings,Napalm and Silly Putty, and When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops,so I put them in alphabetical order and went with the first one. I still recall being delighted with his bit about how 'Fuck' is an all-purpose word. (I was a Literature major at the time.) (Decades later, I incorporated that idea into Jane Smith's Translation Dictionary.) But he's got so much good stuff… Yes, he sometimes crosses the line from being amused at stupidity to being angry at it—but who wouldn't?
With nearly 20 albums, two Grammys, two Cable ACE awards, and more HBO specials sunder his belt than anyone else, George Carlin is more popular than ever. Now, for the first time, Carlin has produced a book of original humor pieces, Brain Droppings. Filled with thoughts, musings, questions, lists, beliefs, curiousities, monologues, assertions, assumptions, and other verbal ordeals, Brain Droppings is infectiously funny. Also included are two timeless bonus items from the past, "A Place for Your Stuff" and "Baseball-Football." Readers will get an inside look into Carlin's mind, and they won't be disappointed by what they find: *I buy…
Although it was Mercer'sTalking to Americans that had me rolling on the floor, I list Streeters only because Talking to Americansisn't available in book format. That said, I do feel an affinity with Streetersfor its rantiness (indeed, the subtitle is Rants and Raves from This Hour has 22 Minutes). Sometimes his stuff is too Political-capital-P for me (I don't follow the news anymore), but often it's just political-small-p—which is just right.
I discovered McSweeney's late in life, but immediately bookmarked the 'Lists' section of their website for regular reading. Who knew they'd actually published a book of lists? The cool thing about it is that every list is written by someone different. It's delightful to discover so many funny people! Being funny about so many weird things! Something for everyone, surely...
If a mountain man felt compelled to dance, how would he do it? If koala bears could talk, what would they say? And what’s the right pickup line, if you’re a necrophiliac? (Maybe “I’m pretty sure I’m not going to get you pregnant.”)
In the throes of debates like these, we’re lucky to have the learned people of McSweeney’s Internet Tendency, America's best low-budget humor website, and their edifying work. From their best-looking writers comes this collection of over three hundred lists, including... “Signs Your Unicorn Is Cheating on You.”"Errors in Communication Between My Hairdresser and Me, in the Form…
I discovered The Onionlate in life as well, and also through their website. Which, yes, I have bookmarked as well—I love most just their headlines. And discovered, again, they'd actually published a book of headlines! 'Nuff said.
From The Birth Of A Nation To The Death Of Journalism
Since its founding by a bloodthirsty tyrant in 1756, The Onion has not merely changed the way we think about the news -- it has changed whether we think about the news at all. As the first decade of this new millennium draws to a close, Our Front Pages shows us the first thing that presidents, kings, prime ministers, and popes saw when they opened their eyes each morning for the last 21 years. Now you, the common reader and citizen, can see what they saw and be as…
Over twenty years old and still funny. This collection includes many 'traditional jokes'—the kind that start with a question, then provide an unexpected/funny answer (such as "How many men does it take to change a lightbulb? Ten—one to put it in and nine to congratulate him down at the bar."). But it also includes other bits ("Three wise men? You've got to be joking."). It also includes a section titled "Top Twenty Stupid Chat-up Lines and How to Retort."
What happens when a novelist with a “razor-sharp wit” (Newsday), a “singular sensibility” (Huff Post), and a lifetime of fear about getting sick finds a lump where no lump should be? Months of medical mishaps, coded language, and Doctors who don't get it.
With wisdom, self-effacing wit, and the story-telling artistry of an acclaimed novelist, Elizabeth Benedict recollects her cancer diagnosis after discovering multiplying lumps in her armpit. In compact, explosive chapters, interspersed with moments of self-mocking levity, she chronicles her illness from muddled diagnosis to “natural remedies,” to debilitating treatments, as she gathers sustenance from family, an assortment of urbane friends, and a fearless “cancer guru.”
Rewriting Illness is suffused with suspense, secrets, and the unexpected solace of silence.
By turns somber and funny but above all provocative, Elizabeth Benedict's Rewriting Illness: A View of My Own is a most unconventional memoir. With wisdom, self-effacing wit, and the story-telling skills of a seasoned novelist, she brings to life her cancer diagnosis and committed hypochondria. As she discovers multiplying lumps in her armpit, she describes her initial terror, interspersed with moments of self-mocking levity as she indulges in "natural remedies," among them chanting Tibetan mantras, drinking shots of wheat grass, and finding medicinal properties in chocolate babka. She tracks the progression of her illness from muddled diagnosis to debilitating treatment…
