Celso
I'd just like to take a moment to say goodbye to my friend Celso Chavez. Whether he was running from an alligator he'd playfully taunted, borrowing a golf-cart (I honestly believe he planned to return it) for a leisurely drive down the Las Vegas Strip, or dancing across a stage clad only in...OK, the less said about that incident, the better, Celso Chavez could crack up even the most stone-faced killjoy at a distance of 500 yards. If you were lucky enough to have known him, you'll always picture him with a smile on his face. If you never got to meet him, well, you missed out on what it must be like to hang-glide while juggling chainsaws and inhaling laughing gas. He was a one-man Disneyland of the Outrageous and he will be missed.
