If there were a 'spice for life'.....it would be Kurt!

Kurt is alright!! Shit he's better than alright, He's like a tiger who prances around like a horse. Remember throwing up on the Gavitron, and eating corndogs at the county fair? lazy summer days shooten at the gravel pit, sunrise highkicks at Dis4ientand on the mini trampoline....can't forget the mini tramp. Shit, I was so f****ed up I harldy remember either-- it was awsome!!!....good times man, good times, some of the best. I love you Kurt! You're a real inspiration, a friend to the end and a true free spirit. Xoxo --Cheryl

Y'know, it's easy to write testimonials for that hot chick you're not-so-secretly trying to impress (no, Kurt, there's no future for the two of us!). Kurt, on the other hand, is absolutely the sweetest guy I've ever met, a raving lunatic of epic sleep-deprivation, the kind of pyromaniacal inquisitor who provokes big ideas that lead to things like maybe the space program and one of the most crazy-innocent human beings I've ever had the pleasure to meet.

If there are nominations for sainthood, I want him canonized. Perhaps in his case it could be cannonization and we could use actual cannon. Loaded with tinfoil confetti shot high into the air that would form a surface for a laser display that would etch his likeness onto the tinfoil which could then be worn about your neck on a steel string to protect you from static discharge while working on your computer. Yeah, I like that for Kurt.

Kurt, you rock and I want to see whatever it is you come up with. Hell, I'll even cook for it.