Yesterday's news was so sad. Thinking about the price some pay for fame and the toll that takes on the souls of our entertainers.
I just got the news that an amazing friend and fan of this community died late yesterday.
Peter Kuhn was one of the most soulful, loving and fun friends I know. Always there to support and cheer us - in spite of whatever hard times he faced.
He wrote fan letters regularly for our videos. This last volley of emails about WAINY DAYS was so good and funny that I sent them to David Wain and David (a mensch like Peter) responded immediately - asking me to tell him: "I love your friend's POV!"
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Here's an exerpt from Peter's emails this week:
He wrote notes about "....Mr. Wain's extraordinary ability to get so many talented, beautiful women to make out with him on a regular basis regardless of the fact that it virtually always ends in disaster. At this point in my life I would be willing to trade a great deal for that kind of weekly scenario.
In stark contrast, and historically, Woody Allen has had to woo, hire, date, marry and then divorce his women taking many years and much cash to do so. Wain does it in 5-8 minutes every week, amazing!"
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I cried like a baby when I got news of Peter's death this morning. First thoughts were for how sorry I am for the 4 ladies he leaves behind. Their loss is too sad to know. I'm crying for the fact that Peter's friends all don't get to love him back here as much as he loved us.
Then I turned back to thoughts of how fast, immediate and final his last seconds must have been - doing what he loved - body surfing on LBI - surrounded by friends who love him in my family - catching waves one minute -then without warning .... drowned and not revivable a minute later.
Peter went out in style as the answer to "who would be third?" - the same day as Farrah and the King of Pop. I absolutely KNOW he loves this badge of honor bestowed upon him.
I think he's telling us all a lesson learned right now - I imagine he's saying that all the hardship and all the bullshit we all experience - and sadly sometimes create - is meaningless. All that means anything is love and friendship and family and doing as best as we can to work and contribute - and especially this....to make as much fun as we can while we're here.
I'm praying for his family for our pal Peter.