Well Mr. Cheese... I hope your days are filled with the joy that COS brings. [snickers] You're a wonderful person Curt. If you don't know. Now ya do! [But I'm sure you already did.]

I wish I had realized the beautiful soul that is Curt when I had the chance to enjoy his presence. May our paths cross again old friend.

Okay, another testimonial for the Pooper. Last one got buried, since I'm never on here. Sheeesh. What can I say about my darlin'? He's the considerate type who will wake you up to apologize when he farts in bed. He'll bring you flowers, even if they were picked in the neighbor's yard. He'll mow your lawn for you, make you tea when you're bitchy, and rub your feet when they're stinky. All he wants to do is make people smile, even if it's at his own expense. And sometimes it is, because this boy is quite the ham.

In many ways my polar opposite, he brings balance to my life even when his own world is in chaos. Because I need chaos. I give him shit for all his "useless" information, but secretly admire his hunger to know all there is to know about this silly crazy world.

And he makes a mean leek soup.

This man has a gentle soul and silent strength, even strutting in his blue fuzzy Cookie Monster pants. It feels as if he has a cautious desire to learn from and embrace the open hearts that cross his path. I am honored to have met him, drummed with him, and break his drum for him, and hope our winding paths may continue to cross and a friendship may be borne.

All of these half-naked pictures of Curt, it just gets me upset. He's such an innocent, you see. I don't like to think of Curt as a sexual being, as someone exposed to or in line with all that is complicated and potentially hurtful in this cruel, cruel world. I want to take a stick and draw a line around him in the sand and say "Hey! You back off! You leave him alone, do you hear me??!?" I just want him to feel safe and protected in this hard-edged place we call sanity. I want him to know that when he faces his harshest demons and his most blood-thirsty enemies, that I am with him in soul and in spirit. I want him to feel the warmth of my loving mantle wrapped gently around his boyish shoulders. And then I want to install a spell-check chip in his cute little brain.

Curt is the coolest dude i know. Dude, as in Capital D - ude kinda guy. A friend and an inspiration, and a great dad. rock on curt.

A good guy, a good dad, and a kind soul. Sometimes, I feel like wrapping him in bubble wrap so as to protect him from the evil hard world. But then I get to popping the bubble wrap bubbles and i forget about him.
Til i remember again.