RIP Mitch Hedberg

I just heard that one of my favorite comedians passed away a couple of weeks ago. Most likely from a heroin overdose from what little info I can find. I had the chance to see him in Portland a few months ago, but didn't for whatever reason. I'm regretting that now. The guy had some great observations; here are some of my favorites:

"I had a box of Ritz crackers, and on the back of the box, they had all these suggestions for what to put on top of the Ritz. Try it with cheese. Try it with peanut butter. Come on, man, they're crackers, that's why I got them. I like crackers! I didn't buy them because they're little edible plates!"

"When you go to a bar that has a black light, everybody looks cool. Except for me, because I was under the impression that the mustard stain came out."

"Whenever I walk somewhere, and someone hands me a flyer, it's like they're telling me, "Here, you go throw this away."

"I played in a death-metal band. People either loved us or hated us. Or they thought we were OK. A lot of bands have intense names, like "Rigor Mortis" or "Mortuary". We weren't that intense, we called ourselves "Injured". Later on we changed it to "Acapella" when we were walking out of the pawn shop. "

"You know when you go into a restaurant, and it gets busy and they start a waiting list, and they start calling out names, "DuFresnes, party of two." They say again, "DuFresnes, party of two." But then if no one answers, they'll just go to the next name, "Bush, party of three." Yeah, but what happened to the DuFresnes? No one seems to care. Who can eat at a time like this? People are missing! And they're hungry! That's a double whammy! "Bush, search party of three!" You can eat once you find the DuFresnes!"