tater tits


RIP George Carlin. Instead of linking to one of his bits (the one I keep seeing today is the “seven words you can’t say on television” routine), I thought I’d post a picture of Carlin taken by my grandfather.

Here’s the story. [I wrote about this last year, so pardon the repetition.] My grandparents happened to be in New York City in October 1975. Somehow (either through one of Granddad’s connections or through his moxie) they got tickets to the first broadcast of a brand new LIVE television show on NBC. It was called NBC’s Saturday Night. You can probably guess what it’s called now.

This picture is great on many levels. First, you can see that it is indeed George Carlin doing a monologue. (I have seen this episode – rather than doing the traditional host monologue at the beginning of the show, Carlin did multiple monologues throughout the broadcast.) Second, I’m sure cameras were not allowed during taping. You can see that it was taken from about lap-level and in a hurry. That’s my grandfather for ya. He had a really innocent face, so I think he got away with a lot of stuff in his life.

I found this picture when going through boxes of his slides. It was a nice surprise, and I’m happy to share it with you.