So Tom...
We've never met. We've never spoken. I've shared a few things over the years on your Facebook or Twitter page, but that's about it. But you're affected my life in ways it's difficult to describe. When I went through a very tough time in my life, The Best Show truly got me through it. I put you and your brilliant comedy on a high pedestal. Often at the end of one of your shows, I am in awe of how smart, quick, and clever you are. Growing up, while my friends were quoting the latest Eddie Murphy bit from SNL, I was countering them with word-for-word reenactments of Battle of the PBS Stars, DiMaggio's on the Wharf, Half-Wits, and Bobby vs. Skip Bittman skits. I was lucky enough be influenced by SCTV growing up and feel the same being able to listen to The Best Show during my adult years.
Reading your blog today has made me sad. I wish there's something that I, we, could do to help out. I wish there was a magic answer to provide you. But there isn't. Part of being human is having to deal with all that life throws at you, as great or shitty it may be. But we have the ability to process and deal with the roller-coaster of emotions and in most cases, come out stronger than before. I know you've got close friends that love you and want you to share what you're going through with them. Hell, you're got thousands of fans that love you as well and would do anything to help. Use them, us. Take your time. Do what you feel is best for you, not the show. It'll be there when you're ready. We'll be there when you're ready as well.
Very much looking forward to the Chicago show in a few weeks.
Hang in there Tom.