Monday, August 25, 2008
Welcome to Farleyville, here it is the first post for the blog. Chris touched my life back in '92 (I believe) when I first caught him on Saturday Night Live. Yes I was 11 at the time and the only goal that I remember back then was staying up as late as possible, which was quite easy for me be it that my father was Exalted Ruler of the Elks Club, lodge 541 that year and always took my mom with him to the bar. I would stay home and "babysit" my brother who was 6 at the time. And when I mean "sit" that is exactly what I would do. We would wrestle around in the basement imitating our favorite wrestlers at the time, his the Ultimate Warrior, mine Andre the Giant. We had recently discovered the WWF and the video tape library at Video Palace and were not exactly current on our wrestling. Therefore in our eyes Andre was still at the top of the federation but very limited in his abilities. His finisher at the time was the Giant Squash, which involved sitting on his opponent. So there I was sitting on my brother when I heard a Saturday Night Live commercial. I must have heard of it before and realized it was on late, so in my head I knew I had to stay up and watch it. So later that night, my brother had survived the giant squash and was off to bed and there I was fighting the sandman with the assistance of Coke, cereal and circus peanuts, ready for the show. Nothing stands out on that first viewing in particular, well except my instant liking of Chris Farley. I just remember a funny chubby child like looking man smiling ear to ear when Sharon Stone came out and realized he was just like me when cute girls were around. Later in the show Farley and Sandler tried to pick her up in a restaurant and just stumbled over there lines while talking to her. I thought it was the funniest thing ever. From then on I had found a hero, someone that I could really enjoy every time I saw him on the TV. That is when the VCR know how came into play. I could stay up and watch this "adult" show when my parents were not there, but if they were home, I couldn't do that, so I programmed the VCR to record every show on Saturday Night. Unfortunately some of those tapes were recorded over with my other discovery around that time of "USA Up All Nite." From then on every time I knew or heard that Farley was going to be on TV I made sure that I had a videotape ready. But of course I missed stuff and picked up stuff along the way. Right now I probably have about 100 things dealing with Chris. Obsessive yes, but hey somethings from your childhood just don't go away. Unlike Mr. Farley, hopefully his memory will live on.