I think about these two and a half pages from Norm Macdonald’s book constantly. When I reviewed it, I wrote that they would “make for a fine eulogy”—and I swear I didn’t mean anything by it. But they do.
In every important way, in the world of stand-up, Norm was the best. An opinion shared by me and all peers. Always up to something, never certain, until his matter-of-fact delivery leveled you.
Tom Hanks wearing a St. Louis Blues jersey in a movie where his best friends are a dog and a robot is enough to make me wonder if I am trapped in a coma right now.