I don't know about you all, but we all have suffered a huge blow today.

We lost one of our rebel's. A true original. A blast of un-politically correctness that came in a form of a man with a beard and ponytail, reminding us about the seven word's you can't say on t.v... or that you can't be both Fine and Dandy at the same time..

I was lucky enough to see George Carlin perform at the Golddust casino in Vegas. I was online looking for thing's to do while I was on my 1st Honeymoon and I came across George Carlin performing @ the Stardust.

I thought to myself, "This is a legend. There is no way in hell I'll ever be able to afford these tickets."

But the ticket's were reasonable and I bought them. My ex husband and I sat in a room that had long table's which I remember was kinda weird since I was expecting a huge theater where we'd way, way in the back... in  the nose bleed section.

But no, we sat at these long table's that were next to the stage. Everyone was packed in so close that it damn near impossible not to try and get to know the people next to you. And they were some really cool people too.

First, a singing comic came out. He was singing weird version's of songs and there was this drunken dude who kept yelling, "FREEBIRD".

(No matter where your at, there's always someone who screams "Freebird" when you ask for requests.)

Then Mr.Carlin came out to a thundering applause. He sat on a little stool at the foot of the stage.

He was not a foot away from my table. I was a foot away from one of the world's most brillant comedians.

He said that he choose smaller venues to test out some new material and by doing to was able to let people see him, who otherwise couldn't see (or couldn't afford to see him) at Madsion Square Garden. He assured us that he wasn't going to water down the joke's or give a half ass version of his show. He gave a 110 percent of himself.. and he didn't have to. I know a lot of celebrities would have came into a smaller venue either drunk or with a bad attiude. He was neither. He said he actually enjoyed the power of a smaller crowd to the huge theater.

He then went into the material that would be "Life is Worth Losing".

The Freebird guy started in again, this time screaming and shouting out random things, mistaking this theater for a Metallica concert.

Mr. Carlin, not losing his cool, looked at the guy. Quietly thanked the man for all his praise but asked him to be quiet so that other people could enjoy the show as much as him.

The guy actually felt sheepish and apoligized to both him and the crowd.

The show was great.. He was sharp, right on the money as usual.

I left that show feeling awe inspired. I saw two side's of the man that night.

The angry bad ass that made me laugh so hard that my side hurts, and the quiet reserved, intelligence side that I think very few ever expected to see.