I think I fell in love with him the moment he punched out a horse.
The news came yesterday that NFL player-turned-actor Alex Karras died at age 77. I cannot count the number of times he made me laugh as Mongo in the wonderfully irreverent Mel Brooks western, Blazing Saddles. "Mongo only pawn in game of life."
This coming weekend, I'll be away to shoot the main part and final portion of a TV pilot. This project has been in the works for months. As some of you know, my life -- like the lives of too many other Americans -- was drastically and severely changed by the Recession when I got laid off from work. Let's just say that I've been out of a job for so long that steady employment is now on my Bucket List. Seriously, it's been a rocky couple of years --- humiliating and humbling yet also enlightening. I've been blessed with great help from family and friends. I've received constant motivation to "keep the faith." I pray this TV project gets picked up so I can return to the work force and kick unemployment to the curb. But I also pray it gets picked up because I believe in this arts-related project I'm co-hosting. I'm blessed with a great production crew. This was an unexpected opportunity that came my way. It's a great ray of hope. Say one for me. I'll blog at you again in about a week or so. Thanks so much for your time and attention.