"I was going to whiten my teeth, but instead I just got a tan." - Mitch Hedberg (1968-2005)

Last week my favorite comedian Mitch Hedberg died. He was 37, and took a lot of drugs. He died of a heart attack, but there was no investigation as to the cause. He was an amazing talent that I admired very much, and I am proud to say that I saw him perform live in his hometown of St. Paul MN. He was just reaching a level of notoriety to be able to do more and more things in the world of comedy. He wrote, directed, produced and stared in the film "Los Enchiladas". I was really torn up by his death. His comedy was of an amazing style that tore at the strings of the world we surround ourselves with, while also exposing our collective psyche as a culture.

I also wanted to talk about the Nobel Prize. I was reading about the history of the Nobel prize the other day, and I couldn't get over how interesting the topic was. I think that would be an awesome coffee table book or something: a brief synopsis of what every Nobel Prize was given for. The Literature ones aren't always given for individual works, but for the others it is usually pretty clear cut what the prize is for. One was for the MRI, one for Frontal Lobe Lobotomy... the list goes on and on.