Mitch was my favorite! My favorite: Don’t bother following your dreams, man. Find out where they’re going, and just catch up with them later.
there are so many others… such a shame.
Sadly, I’d never heard of Mitch Hedberg until after he died. It was a 19-year-old kid who first told me about him. “Duuuuude,” she said, “you’ve never heard of Mitch? He’s the SHIT, man!” And she was fucking right. Looking forward to “Gosh”.
Here’s the posthumous Mitch Hedberg album if you don’t have it.
I have a cheese shredder at home, that’s a positive name for a cheese shredder. They don’t call it by its negative name, cause no one would buy it: sponge-ruiner. Because I wanted to clean it, and now I have little bits of sponge… that would melt easily over tortilla chips.
Must have, obviously.
I have to admit I’m giddy to hear Hedberg’s voice again. I miss him incredibly. The first time I heard him I blew him off as a terrible comic but once I sat down and really listened to him he cracked me up.
I miss you so much, Mitch. You were different than the other comics. You were incredible. Still are. I can’t wait to hear this new album. I can’t wait.
