
The phenomenally talented comedian Greg Giraldo died of an accidental overdose this week, and though he had battled problems with drugs and alcohol for years, it doesn’t make his absence from the comedy landscape suck any less. Despite his success, Giraldo was constantly hounded by feelings of failure — feelings that he shared in this interview by Psychology Today. The whole thing is pretty enlightening (and depressing), but here’s the essence:
The reality is I’m not this person with this driving “get it done” attitude. I’m a complete f*ckup and I’ve f*cked up a lot of things in my life. I’m constantly tortured by a sense of failure. I feel like quitting all the time. I feel like hiding in drugs or alcohol. I feel like I’ve failed in terms of what my potential is.
Michael Ian Black — a comic actor with his fair share of successes and failures — shared the article on Tumblr and added his perspective:
The lesson I take away from it is one I hope I’ve been learning over the years: have gratitude for what you have and forgive yourself for what might have been. We are all failures in one way or another, but failure is more than the end of something. It is the opportunity to begin something else. Enjoy your successes, accept your failures. Move on from both. But keep moving on.
Whoa, I didn’t expect Friday to start out so heavy. With the exception of the occasional depressed mood, I don’t think I’ve ever been so wrapped up in my own failure as Giraldo and Black. I’ve also never been accused of being “talented” or “funny” like them, though, so I guess it evens out in the end. Well, not for Greg. He’s still dead ![]()



oof- tough way to start out a Friday, in the words of Troy from Community, “I feel like my whole brain is crying!”
You know what would cheer us up? Corgis.
Maybe photoshop some corgis into Roasts?
I think a GIF of prancing Donald Glover would cheer us all up.
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To be fair to Black, everything after The State was going to be considered a failure anyway.
Sombrero cat has been on hiatus for a while. Him and a margarita make it better.
Anything and a margarita make it better.
To lighten the mood, I vote for TITS.
Not to try and sound all high and mighty about it, but I always got this feeling from him. I have been an enthusiastic fan of stand up in general for years. I know that sounds stupid, because honestly, who doesn’t enjoy watching funny people and laughing?? But I watch even the appauling comedians (Except Kathy Griffin, because really, she’s just not funny) and you can deffinitely get a feel for the person behind the jokes. Hedberg was a stoner-philosopher, Carlin was an angry everyman, Hicks was just a fucking genius, and Giraldo always came across (to me anyway) as a guy that wasn’t quite sure why people liked him. BUT, that being said, this is a pretty heavy article, and since I love Michael Ian Black, I think that everyone should take his words to heart.
Enrico, Wet Hot American Summer was comedy gold. Gold!
Show me a comedian that isn’t perpetually depressed and I’ll show you a comedian that isn’t funny.
P.S. His name is Jay Leno.
or Dane Cook.
Yeah, guy went to Columbia and then Harvard Law. What a f*cking miserable failure.
Speaking of dead people, I can hear Tony Soprano’s Mom uttering something…..
OOOOOOHHH …. POOR YOU!