Dear You,

It’s the kind of thing you work up to your whole career: a 1-hour special. And it’s over. (The special, not the career. Well, at least I hope the career isn’t over.) All that are left are the questions. Did it work? Was it successful? Were the audience members happy? Why must people misspell my name as if I’m Mexican?

Dressing Room for Mr. Ortega

I wish to thank all of you who came out and braved the freezing New York air to stand in line and then sit in a chair for 3 hours. You were a great crowd. Sorry to have kept you so long. I hope you enjoyed the night of comedy.

Usually at shows, the comedian/band/exotic dancer will try to sell you some shirts afterwards. Since nothing is ever normal in my life, extra special thanks to talented NYC musician Jeff Taylor (and his brother) who printed up a bunch of t-shirts and gave them to me at the end of the show. Looks like I’ll be running for mayor:

Paul Ogata for Mayor

I know, right? Freaking amazing. I’m sincerely grateful to all the other 600 people for coming, but, “Bro do you even superfan?” Jeff plays every Thursday night at the Rockwood Music Hall in NYC. Do yourself a favor and be there.

And most of all, thanks to the wonderful Shang, Adam Wasserman, Carole Montgomery and the whole Killer Bunny crew. They will edit it down, cut it up, and likely use heavy filters to make me look not un-pretty and I will let the rest of you know when it airs.

With much love and appreciation,
Paul

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