whether he's battling tides off the coast of cape cod tryig to find the perfect mussle or picking up dead fish on the beach to make a fish stock or climbing the neck of a giraffe in heat to reach exotic fruit in the foothills of kilamenjaro, he always finds time for a good drink. kevin, come handpick crawfish with me in crowley next month.

Kevin is always around to push your buttons. Somedays, you really want to hate him, but find that he's much too irresistable. He challenges you to try things you may never have on my own...through coercion if necessary. With Kevin, you think anything is possible. He will love & pamper you - if you are worthy, & give you shit - if you are almost worthy. Somedays, I think I want to run away with Kevin & live in a hut in Bali. We could weave straw hats to sell to the tourists. But really, I couldn't marry this yellow haired boy, because ultimately, he could break my heart.

I don't know if I can top Mike's diatribe.
I just wanted to give a shout out to the man who "wears linen out of season" and pulls it off with panache.

Kevin is a fantastic person. I'm not saying that just because within 8 hours of meeting him I found him asleep, naked in his living room. Or because he asked me for two dollars on Saturday night that was given to a stange man in laura's living room for "bus fare". Or because he helps to further my knowledge of New Orleans. Or the fact that he tolerates my neurotic presence at his home more often then he'd probobly admit. No, Kevin is a fantastic person because he is extremely open minded and gives off a warmth towards other human beings that is rare by common standards. [INSERT JOKE ABOUT WESTERN SEX MAGIC HERE]