To All Of You

To All Of You

Saturday, November 22, 2008

LA'S PRINCE OF WEATHER

Yesterday I met someone whom I've loved for over twenty years! His name is Fritz Coleman, and he's the weatherman for Los Angeles's NBC news. I've always wanted to meet him and tell him how much my family and I loved him, but it always seemed like we kept missing each other.

Then last year when he was doing a tree lighting at Knott's Berry Farm, my mom saw him and yelled "Hi Fritz!" he then walked over to where she was working and acted like he knew her for years. When she told him about how much I loved him, he had her get me on the phone, and he was the sweetest thing in the world to me! We kept in touch via email, but when my mom called and told me he was doing the tree lighting again at Knott's, I just had to go see Los Angeles's Prince Of Weather!

And what was my impression of him after we met? Well I think he is one of the nicest guys anyone could ever know. He knew I've been ill through emails, and he seemed genuinely concerned on how my fight was going. As most of you know, being a comic in the eighties, I've known my share of so called celebrities. And I have to admit, that I had become very cynical, and thought that most of them are so full of themselves, and even when they do charity work it's only for their image. But people like Elyse Luray, Wes Cowan, and Fritz Coleman have renewed not only my faith in celebrities, but in the human race as well.

Thank you Fritz for being kind, friendly, and funny. Thank you for all the laughs you've given my mom and I through the years. But most of all, thank you for making me feel so special, and that there are those that even though they don't know me very well, want me to beat this thing. You're not just the Prince of weather, but a King among people!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT

Sitting here at Denny's having coffee, and wondering what the hell did I do with the brains that God was good enough to give me! I really don't feel sorry for myself very often, but when I do, I do it big time. When I was young, I had dreams like everyone else. I was going to be a well known comic, or at least well known enough so that I could write comedy for a living. Then once I made enough money I was going to travel the world taking pictures. Then some time in my forties I was going to write a book about my life. Well here I am 42, sitting in a stupid Denny's having coffee, and nothing to show for a life except pain and tears. I realize a great deal of it is my own fault for not getting an education, and not getting married to Mr. right when he came along, but it breaks my heart that I might die like this without leaving some sort of mark on this world. I hope all those that read this don't make the same stupid mistake I did and think that there is always time to spare. DON'T TAKE ANY DAY FOR GRANTED, GET OFF YOUR BUTT AND GO AND DO AT LEAST ONE THING THAT YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO, BUT HAVEN'T!!!!!!!