Sad Words You Can Say on TV

George Carlin died last night. While he was best known for his "Seven Dirty Words" routine, he was a versatile and clever comic who was among the most literate of his age. He get us meatcake and "in baseball you go home." He the first host of Saturday Night Live (when it was just "NBC's Saturday Night") and took over for Ringo Starr as the conductor on Shining Time Station. He played a hippie on The Simpsons, and of course he was in Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.

RIP, Mr. Carlin. The world is a sadder place today.

The Con, She is Gone

But the melody and the memories linger on.

Aside from the problem both Friday and Saturday nights with the hotel having booked loud parties into the ballroom next to the main filk room, the weekend was really, really close to glitch free. At the gripe session, the biggest complaint was that there were too many tenors at the shaped note training panel. In other words, all that work we did, all that planning and effort? It paid off!!!

And now we can relax just a little, before assessing more closely what went well and what needed to go just a little better. My thanks to everyone who came and made all the work a labor of love, to the rest of the concom (especially our amazing con chair), and to the guests and the rest of the performers. And regards to all the friends I caught up with over the weekend.

Now to download Doctor Who, catch up on e-mail and the websites I didn't see over the weekend, and shift back to the workaday life after the sort of con that makes me glad to be a filker.