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His abscence will be conspicuous indeed....
And if you didn't get him that's really a shame.
Will never forget the first time I ran into George Carlin outside a concert hall. It was a seedy parking garage just off Broadaway and Times Square in NYC back in the early 80's. He was evediently a regular monthly patron like so many of us waitng for our vehicles to come down off the three-abreast antiquiated lift. It hardly qualified as an elevator which was fairly typical for the City in those days.
Anyway, finally down comes the lift, up goes the gate revealing one impossibly polished cream colerd Rolls Royce with the orange NY License Plate: STOLEN.
A few of us chuckled wondering who belonged to the ride when a smallish guy scurried over to the car, handed the attendant a five, looked over at the line and just kinda smiled that wry thin smile. And he was gone.