Morning show host at C-96.7 KCIL in Houma, La. I've been an actor, radio guy, comedian, TV host, and a playwright, studied opera and love the theatre. My favorite quote in my book, "The only luxury I've never been afforded was the luxury of having luxury."
How to Reach for the American Dream...(and not get it.)
I recently read the book “Eat, Pray, Love” and it made me wonder which do I do best.
Oh, I can eat. At “all you can eat” Chinese buffets they post my picture at the entrance, and when I enter, the owners pull me aside to sternly go over the rules. It’s amazing how slow they talk when losing money is involved. On dates I would quietly tell the woman, “He just wanted to make sure we had a good table.”
I once returned to a Mexican buffet and when I walked in two scared little Mexican kids threw their hands up and ran into the kitchen. Their father walked out a moment later and handed me a large felt sombrero, loaded with food, and told me to just take it and go. I asked, “Are you giving me the hat, too?”
He said, “Si’ Si’, you take all, and please, you a never come back.”
Pulling out of the parking lot I noticed he was still at the door waiting for me to leave. I could swear he had perspiration on his forehead. The date that night suddenly got a headache and asked to be taken home.
Now if we’re talking “love,” I can look at two ways.
As a teenager, I was the red haired kid with personality, so I longed for a girlfriend growing up. I had plenty of pretty girl “friends” that thought I was funny, but they hung out to be comforted while they cried about their boyfriend.
Then at twenty, when women wanted a humorous guy, I succumbed to quantity and not quality. Possibly to get even or catch up for lost time, so in those cases I wasn’t good at love, or maybe through the years falling in love just felt, too good. I got married at 45 to the right one.
Now let’s look at “pray.” I’ve had so many ups and downs in my “careers” that I’ve prayed long and hard. I’d ask for this job or that, often to make more money, to try and make ends meet, so I can continue to keep trying. I was once stuck on a prayer for a long time in my thirty’s. I called it the “Please Prayer.” I would say an “Our Father” and then say, “Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please.” It went on until I got tired.
I don’t know which one I’m best at, eat, pray, or love, but I do know I’ve eaten, prayed and loved with abandon.
I do still pray, just before I go to sleep, and I don’t ask for either. I’m just grateful I get to have supper with my hot wife.
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