Yes, George Carlin was a hilarious and hugely influential stand-up comedian, yadda yadda yadda. But you know what, I've got a bone to pick with that little weasel. For most of my adult life I've had a complex about my name, all thanks to the following bit:
You're probably laughing now, but try spending your prime adult years attempting to make a good first impression on people when every time you introduce yourself you hear George Carlin going "Taaaahhd" in the back of your head. Yeah, it's not that funny anymore. It kind of takes you down a notch.
Todd. Taaaahhd.
The Mrs., bless her heart, never fails to remind me how ridiculous my name is. There are really only two kinds of Todds in the world, she tells me, ice skaters and the villains from '80s teen comedies, who are typically blond and chiseled. For the record, I don't happen to fall into either category.
But George was right: Todd is a goofy fucking name.
Is it too late to start going by my middle name?
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you know t-bone falls in a different league.
Todd :)
besides i seem to remember you being pretty chiseled when you beat me up, stole my girl, knew how to do karate, dance and made fun of me for dreaming back in the 80's
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