I was a huge fan, and was excited to share some of my enthusiasm, and some of his one-liners with staff.
I saw this wino, he was eating grapes. I was like “Dude, you have to wait.”
You know, I’m sick of following my dreams, man. I’m just going to ask where they’re going and hook up with ’em later.
An escalator can never break, it can only become stairs.
Listerine hurts, man; when I put Listerine in my mouth, I’m angry. Germs do not go quietly.
This shirt is “dry-clean only”… Which means it’s dirty.
I met a girl who works at the hotel front desk, she gave me her phone number. It’s zero. I tried to call her from here and some other woman answered. I said “You sound older!”
He was performing at a local venue that evening to a sold-out crowd. Sometime that afternoon, I took the call from his manager. They needed to cancel the hotel reservation; the weather forecast was not favorable and they were driving back to New York after the show.
I told him how disappointed I was to not get a chance to meet him. He handed the phone to Mitch, who was so kind, thanked me for my support, and offered tickets which were waiting for me at the box office.
It’s an encounter and a show I will never forget.
He died of a heroin-induced heart attack two months later. In a hotel room in New Jersey. Age 37.