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Despite the interests they share, each occupies a unique place within the group. Elby is something of a clown, whose refusal to feel embarrassment, no matter what the situation, is a constant source of both amusement and consternation to his roommates. Stone is the most sedate, and observers describe him as the group's stabilizer. Martin and Salovaara occupy a middle ground, the former tending to be more cynical, the latter more outgoing. "I think that Erik and I have to take a bit of credit for loosening Nick up a bit, getting him a bit more lecherous," Elby says...
...image as "Old Hickory." Prominent achievers like Albert Einstein, Thomas Edison and Henry Ford all fit the profile. Others that make the grade are less well known. They include a Long Island vampire expert, a California professor of frog psychology and a Virginia doctor who disports himself in a clown's nose and goofy hats and refuses to charge his patients...
...common characteristic among Weeks' collection of American eccentrics. Dr. Patch Adams, for example, is a general practitioner in Arlington, Va., who runs a clinic called the Gezundheit Institute. Adams, who makes his living by lecturing and putting on educational shows, has a volunteer staff, dresses like a clown to cheer his patients and, even more cheering, does not charge them. "He believes laughter is one of the best medicines," says Weeks...
Venerable tradition, sticky with the memory of cotton candy, has it that the circus never changes. That may be why a brash Canadian named Guy Laliberte says he hates the circus and why a colleague, Denis Lacombe, thinks clowns are boring. What makes their opinions worthwhile is that Laliberte is the founder of the Montreal-based Cirque du Soleil (Circus of the Sun), which hoists its 1,756-seat tent in New York City this week as part of a North American tour that has made it something of a cult attraction. And Lacombe is his star clown, who does...
...failure has a human face, it is undoubtedly the Day-Glo visage of the Apollo clown, Wednesday night's equivalent of old vaudeville's hook around the neck. Feet flapping, arms flailing, trousers billowing, horn honking, he capered onstage to the immense delight of all but his mute victim. Arthur took one look and ran like a rabbit. Downstairs, he tried to be positive: "Tonight, well, I guess I wasn't good enough. But I'll be back...