turn sound off or low.. wind was loud
check out the clouds "do u c what i c"
Sunday, December 25, 2011
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Last night I went to a service for a friend Comic Patrice O'Neal
it was a wonderful ceremony...one filled with love, respect and laughter...the church was filled with his family, friends and fans...the comics that came were from every level.. from the top stars in our business to comics just starting off..all there to pay homage to their comic hero.. the tributes were given by his close comic buddies..all of them relaying touching and hilirious stories of the good times..special moments shared to remind us of the gift that was lost..at times emotions got the best of the crowd..when his step daughter told stories of how Mr. P made her feel special..smart...and silly...it brought down the house..she seemed so sure of herself for a young women... a confidence she credits learning from Patrice..she said Mr. P made me feel powerful, like I could do anything...Patrice would have loved last night.. people simply there to give the Big Man some props..Patrice has left us with a piece of work that has changed comedy and will last forever..thank you for your honesty and friendship..
it was a wonderful ceremony...one filled with love, respect and laughter...the church was filled with his family, friends and fans...the comics that came were from every level.. from the top stars in our business to comics just starting off..all there to pay homage to their comic hero.. the tributes were given by his close comic buddies..all of them relaying touching and hilirious stories of the good times..special moments shared to remind us of the gift that was lost..at times emotions got the best of the crowd..when his step daughter told stories of how Mr. P made her feel special..smart...and silly...it brought down the house..she seemed so sure of herself for a young women... a confidence she credits learning from Patrice..she said Mr. P made me feel powerful, like I could do anything...Patrice would have loved last night.. people simply there to give the Big Man some props..Patrice has left us with a piece of work that has changed comedy and will last forever..thank you for your honesty and friendship..
pJ Landers
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I was thinkn of this moment then a moment went by i thought why talk bout that moment why not talk about this moment by the time i talk about that moment this moment will be here by time i realize that moment is gone into the next moment remember the moments as they're happening cause they are moments away from being gone...
PJ
PJ
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remembering a friend
Hey Everyone,
I wanted to fill you in on the Aids Walk in NY we did in Honor of Comic Mike Destefano.
If you were planning on going to the walk and set your alarm at 630am like most of us, then you woke up to crazy rain and wind. It was one of those lazy rainy Sunday’s you wanted to just lay in bed all day. I was that close to hitting snooze button. I was planning on bringing my two teenage boys, they helped us plan the walk. As I looked at them in their beds I figured it’s going to be raining all day, let them sleep.
When the organizers say rain or shine they really mean it. Thousands of workers and volunteers were working through the night getting things ready. On Saturday I met hundreds of people that had been working for months to make this day happen. It was incredible to see so many different groups of people come together for the Aids Walk. They say there were about 45,000 people that walked on Sunday raising over 6 million dollars, 20 or so of those people had come to walk in Memory of Mike Destefano. Others who couldn’t make it donated to the Mike Destefano Comic Team, the Team raised close to 6k.
Mike was good at bringing people together. As we started to walk we had a moment of remembrance. We stood together in the rain for Mike Destefano. Some of us recalling the first time we had seen him on stage, comics who had been on shows with him, a musician who met Mike thru the Last comic tour, a girl in recovery that Mike had helped, a women that never met Mike who was inspired to do comedy, friends that have 30 year memories with him, his brother, his girlfriend and a beautiful 12 week old boy. We all greeted each other with love in our hearts, whether we knew the person or just meeting them for the first time, we were there to Celebrate Mike’s Life and the spirit was upon us.
As the team started the walk, I stayed behind on a bench talking with Joe Destefano, Mike's Brother. He was recalling how people would always think he was Mike, he looks eerily like Mike, Joe says “After Mike was on Last Comic, I was boarding this plane, the ticket guy looks at me…wow, your that guy from NBC, man you were the funniest, you should have won, you got hosed, I said that’s not me…that’s my brother Mike, I’ll tell him you said that” Joe had great pride in telling people who thought he was Mike that “no, he’s my brother, I’ll tell him you said that”
Many of you have reached out about not being able to make it or you just heard about it. If you were thinking about Mike on Sunday, if you’re reading this now thinking of Mike, then You were there with us. As many of you know Mike believed in “something” else out there. As a Buddhist Mike tried to understand what death is. Buddhists believe that it is simply the beginning, A man dies a child is born. One soul to the next.
His girlfriend, Lois created a wonderful remembrance card…A great picture of Mike looking happy with no cares in the world…the back of the card had some words from the Buddhist book of death.
“Now when the bardo of dying dawns upon me, I will abandon all grasping, yearning and attachment, Enter undistracted into a clear awareness of the teaching, and eject my consciousness into the space of unborn awareness, As I leave this compound body of flesh and blood I will know it to be a transitory illusion“
After reading this, I looked at my buddies new born son, so snuggly lying on his mom’s belly, I'm feeling maybe we do go to the next body when we die, if so, some lucky kid is getting a great soul.
We all have great stories about Mike. I have three memories, I went with Mike to his first Conan, he brought me to Rao’s for the best meal I ever had and I will always hear him say “hey P, I’m gonna do this new joke” Mike said that every time he went on stage. A last funny moment came when his brother Joe was telling us that “I was late cause he saw a cab spin out of control and crash into a wall, I shoulda took a picture cause Mikey did that” (a call back referring to Mike’s punching cab drivers in head joke….No cab drivers were hurt or punched in this story) Hope to see you soon Mike, well not too soon..
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