I have to start at the beginning. It was Thanksgiving Evening 1956 when a man and a woman settling in for an early winter’s nap. Their deep love took them down amore’s path, winter’s chill turned into springs fragrance foliage and the lazy days of summer slowly rolled in on the 15th day of August in the year of our Dear Lord 1957 I was born. That man and woman who took that journey down amores’ path that Thanksgiving Evening, I would come to know them as Mommy and Daddy.
My first four years were blissful and carefree. It was my 5th birthday when my life was upended. These people mommy and daddy made me go to a place called school! It took me seven LONG years to get out of that joint, I was eleven. Who would do that to a five-year-old? The amore duo, that’s who. Kindergarten to sixth grade and the worst was far from over. Who knew there was another one of those joints called junior high? You guessed it; the amore duo was not done with my brain yet. However, I was able to get out of there in two years. I had done sixth grade in that first joint.
I’m thinking it’s over what’s left, I can read, write and speak. And by the way I had my first grownup kiss! Look out world, here I come. “Not so fast” said the amore duo, “you’ve got another four years”. It’s called high school; I’m thinking why couldn’t these two have just gotten a pet. My hands where tied, four more years! I’m DONE!!!
Stop the presses, the daddy half of that duo tells me “there is something called higher education”. And if I chose not to partake of a little more brain exercise. I’ve got to get out.
Now, I have to be honest, 1975 New York was no place for a 17-year-old whose only skill was being a good kisser. So, in 1976 I finished a Dental Lab school program and given the tittle of Dental Lab Technician. Now I’m ready, I can make teeth and kiss good. Now all I have to do is find someone who will pay me. That’s where the state of New York comes in and they made it work for one year, not bad, if I say so myself. However, that year did go fast. I know what you’re thinking, what does he do now. I followed in my older brother’s footsteps.
Mommy and Daddy were good at amore. I joined his club; it’s called the U.S. Navy, and do you know what? They sent me back to school for another darn year. What is it with humans and this school thing? I digress twenty years latter I’m retired from that club. Somewhere in the middle of all that meshagush my kissing got me into another long-term situation of which there is no retirement. That’s right, I call her wife and they call me daddy. After all, amore runs in my blood.
Now to the point, how did I get here? Around 40 something, I started going through male menopause. Don’t worry it happens testosterone is a wacky hormone, pops up when you don’t need it and eludes you when you do. So, I started doing stand-up. And the rest is yet to be achieved.
Now for the wrap up!
I’m an out of the box thinker who happens to be a producer, writer and director.
Accolades
Stand-up Comic
Producer of six live shows “The New Millennium Vaudeville”
Producer of eight movies
“A Strip Called Destiny”
“Get Shot Records”
“The Unremarkables”
“Sister Hattie Mae and Her Gospel Crew”
“The Hauler”
“Mangled Mind”
“Can Love Survive Us”
“The Clinic”
Wrote, produced and directed Matty K’s Current Events TV Show for CTV Cable Television Staten Island, NY for 6 seasons.
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