Update: The great poet Daniel Ari is my brother. He is way better with words than I can hope to be, at least in the short term. His poem perfectly describes both my reverence for Farley, and our encounter with a street performer portraying Farley.
|He had the mannerisms down, the little head-flick to throw his hair back, compulsive pants-pulling-up, etc.|
Thanks, Daniel. Your poem brought a tear to my eye. I was moved by seeing my open emotion reflected so honestly by your words. You are amazing at what you do and it makes the world a lot better. Cheers!
|"You'll have plenty of time to think about it when you're livin' in a van down by the river!"|
Chris Farley's comedic genius was equal to that of John Belushi. Sadly, so were his personal lifestyle habits. He had no illusions of long life; he well-knew what his fast living would lead to. I shed no tears for his choice: it was after all, his choice, and he enjoyed his life to the fullest. I am sad to lose such a talent who brought much laughter to this world.
This man was keeping Chris's spirit alive and fairly healthy-looking, on Fremont Street in Las Vegas. I tipped him and got a sampling of two of Farley's memorable characters: Matt Foley, the motivational speaker who lives "in a van down by the river!", represented by the plaid jacket; and Barney, the prospective Chippendale's dancer who auditions alongside Patrick Swayze, represented by the black slacks and bowtie.
|"It amounts to JACK SQUAT!"|