Thursday, September 4, 2014

The day laughter died...again.

Here we go again losing a person who made our own problems seem ridiculous or if not that, at the very least made us take that short trip to forget about it... because she wanted to talk to me/us! With her iconic rhetorical, Can we talk.

Sure we would listen intensely to her unique view of life and giggle at the admittedly ludicrous way she would skew it towards the absolute possibility of making some sense?
She was able to twist us into so many different concepts of agreement that little did we know it was like a magician’s slight of hand with her ability to do it so seamlessly that before we knew it we were agreeing with her absurd commentary! Joan was flawless, not only in her dangerous way she adhered to the reasoning that her business of SHOW BUSINESS was a young women’s profession, but little did she know that her humor was ageless with or without her flagrant desire to prevent her own age to try to catch up to her appearance, it lost, by the way…

She so boldly would never allow it do that… but if there was a way for brains to show her true age to her audience hers did behave rather blatantly precocious and ageless for its actual years from the moment she begun her career at age two or there about I suspect.

Someone of her talent, with taking us all in with delight that must have begun when she was a mere child, its born in these superior beings…
Many say it is environmental, home environment, funny parents by nurture. But I believe it is born in them, just a theory.

Sure circumstances and situations can have many affects on how you handle life’s trials and tribulations and Joan was a master of that, for although quite successful in many ways, she was no different than most of us with horror stories of death and despair also hitting her too close to home…

The difference is how she handled it with grace and dignity and of course eventual humor. Melissa, her daughter and Cooper, her grandson, should be more than proud they had this woman for teaching how life is done with a coping mechanism that any of us could learn from with envy, especially me.

What a legacy to leave your family.

The ability to know how short life is and to live it at the fullest with making as many people happy and laughing as you can along the way… 

G-d bless you Joan Rivers, only wish I knew you personally, because although at times what you said might have been misconstrued as being outrageous, you owned it and made it funny as always, funny!
Wherever you end up I am more than sure they will be rolling in the aisles…so keep on keep on keep on…you know the rest…

R.I.P. Funny Lady, you are already sorely missed…

Oops that R.I.P. that means Rest in Peace, whoa not you, you have a job to do keep them laughing, three shows a night; and while you’re there, please talk to my mom and dad, Irv and Sylvia for they enjoyed you too…

On that note of whatever you think about the afterlife, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask all of you to count your blessings and share those overages with you know who and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

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