AAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhh AAAAbie!

Guteral exhatations galore from this worldly man. What intense charisma he has. And, an exceptional sense of smell.

Someday, I'll perfect my technique, shrink him down, and carry him in a special pouch around my neck.

abie has that certain je ne sais crois, but it includes literary prowess.

Abie makes things happen. (I believe he brought my whole set of friends to tribe from friendster, for example.) I don't know the man well, but I have noticed in his writings that he leads rather than pushing, that he is both witty and absurd, and that he takes time to reflect and share his reflections. I'm tickled to share this space/time with Abie.

Abie mystifies the mysterious, stupefies the stupor experts, and defies the deifiers. Guess something about Abie and you'll hit the nail on the head and simultaneously smash yourself in the thumb with a big fucking hammer. He's infinitely curious and surprisingly has already heard of whatever thing you just discovered. Plus he's the one non-Renfair straight dude I know who looks perfect in ruffly Edwardian clothes. Don't assume you know the backstory. Don't assume anything or you'll make an ass out of lunch.

Abie unhesistatingly gave me - literally - the shirt off of his back. At 3:30am no less.