I can't believe I've known this handsome and talented young man since he was 18, but I have. He's not only a gifted actor and singer, but he's also an extremely sweet man. He's kind and quite the gentleman as well. I've had the pleasure of working with him when we were at SFSU, he was also my President for the Player's Club and I was his VP. If you're lucky enough to catch him in a show, you will NOT be disappointed. If you're even luckier you can catch him as a friend. I'm very lucky! Need I say more?!!! ; >
Dolores

Misha is one of the funniest people I know.

That's saying something.

I meet Misha when I was a new Puritan. He always made me laugh at the wrong times...Always a smile, always kind.

At the last KOK he stopped me from breaking a window when I locked my keys in my car. Offered his AAA and was my hero from then on.

What can I say....What a great guy.

all my love and affection
Anna - Paus Haus Goddess & Puritan

When I first met Misha... I was a young first year faire girl... NO that was a dream I had.
I remember my first thought as I flung food at him atop the Sea Dog lunch table... THIS GUYS AN ASS! Later I came to know him as the nice ass he is.

Strenths: stage tallent, loves his friends, allows himself to be tiped of his soapbox with ease
Weakness: Speady Judgeyness

We have had out tet-a-tets but when push comes to heavy petting I am quite fond of the guy.

I remember the first time I saw Mischa.. I was a wide-eyed, first year faire girl.. and was sized up by him... Years later, nothing has changed.. except I'm not as wide-eyed. He's a great companion when you are in a philospical mood... or just need to drunkenly vent about love's woes.. He always has something up his sleeve, if you need to be cheered up.. Don't forget about the talent he is onstage...

You still make my heart go pitter patter, pitter patter...

He's not as bad as people think. He's much worse.

Like dating the wizaed of OZ.

Dating Misha is like dating the wizard of OZ. He's got this reputation the preceeds him. Like he is the almighty faire geek. A few months back at Stafford, He came on site with me and watching the gossip that he was on site was like seeing a live action dot to dot game.
"Misha is here, the great and powerful Misha is here." Someone actually came up to me and told me that he was on site. "Really" i said. "who's that" the girl looked at me like i was nutz.
Its silly really, because to those that don't hold him near and dear he is the fantastic imagery and the show the wizard puts on. But when you really get to know him he's just the guy behind the curtain. But not unlike the guy behind the curtain knowing the true Misha means that you get the chance to be dazzled by his everyday magic. And inevitably find that he naturally has all that you are looking for...without all the fake hoop-la.

I love making out with Misha's girlfriends, they're always so damn hot - and it's a win-win situation. I get kissed and Misha gets masturbation material for weeks. And then, there was that one time....

ah yes, good times.

I heart Misha, he can almost always make me laugh and he has good taste it hats.

misha...wow what to say about misha....hrrmmmm...he likes to pinch his nipples backstage at faire....and he steals jessicas deli sandwhiches....lol...

Thirds, actually, but I promised not to tell anyone.

Yes, but that was sloppy seconds!

I fucked him...

Misha stayed at our house last night and now our decorative soaps smell funny and our hand towels feel soiled. The dog is walking funny and all of our mayonaise is missing. He breaks wind out of both ends simultainiously and he frightens children with his lude shadow puppetry.
We shaved "Kick Me" into his back hair and now we feel better.

I adore Misha. I still remember the first time we danced together... It was pure magic. And then being in line my first year at faire and who do I see? Misha! I remember looking into his eyes and falling. Sometimes he caught me...but one too many times he didn't. I'll always remember our times together... Besos, my Misha, Besos...

How do you still make me blush?

misha bo bisha

i don't think you know quite the place you have in my happiness ledgers. i doubt you realize the very profound impact you had on me ten years ago. . . not that you were trying then. i'm certain you don't fathom how extraordinarily singular the misha-place is in my heart. but, perhaps now, an inkling. . .

put simply: i'm glad to tread the earth at the same time as you, my friend.

oh, and RELAX, man.

What to say about Misha?
Well.....he's kind of like that dirty, older, step cousin I always wanted to give my virginity to, but never actually had.
He is CHARMING and witty, exactly the type of man my mother told me to stay away from, and thanx to Misha I now know why.
He is everything I could want in a friend or lover. Sweet and honest, affactionate without being stifling. I would say loyal, but poligomy prevents the traditional definition of the word.
He never gets jealous or possesive and I have never seen him anywhere near a green colored shade of envy. And of course he is funny as all fucking hell. My sides always hurt days after seeing him from laughing so much, and he always tries really hard not to confuse me with his other girls.
Sometimes I run into people that know us seperately, when I try to explain our dynamics, they always cock their heads to the side, squint their eyes and say "why?"
To this I have answered faithfully "I have Jessica Rabbit syndrome, he makes me laugh."
But over the months I think this answer has changed and if anyone were to ask me that now I would simply reply;
"If you have to ask me that you don't know him well enough, he's beautifully remarkable and worth a good portion of anyones time."

very simply? you are awesome.


<p>what more than thank you to express how i feel?

<p>well.....................there's the part where you are unbelievably good to me, super understanding, always ready with the right thing to say............uber sexxy............that guy guy ive heard about for years and years......ooh! and a phe nom en al kisser! and i think trav once called you my soul mate.......... ;]

<p>but most of all and above and beyond all that.........my friend.
i lov you misha.

<p>*n

When I first met Misha I was really shy around him.

That's a lot coming from a girl who danced to "Low Rider" in lingerie in a nightshow.

For a guy who has more hair on his left shoulder than I do over the entire surface of my body, this is one SEXY guy. I should know, the bastard broke *all* of my records!

And did I mention that he is a theatrical shooting star, a point of spontaneous brilliance shooting across an improvisational sky? Misha has a drive to entertain that encompasses every facet of the actor's toolkit...except an OFF switch.

But is most memorable quality is that he is a good and faithful friend, somebody who is always a pleasure to talk to, confide in, and catch up with. Sometimes you meet somebody and it slowly dawns on you that you will know them for the rest of your life. Such is my friend Misha.

After four years of strictly friendship, I thought I knew Misha pretty well. I didn't know the half of it, lemme tell ya. I am ashamed to admit that I once accused him of not being a good friend. Well, I was wrong. He's truly, consistantly a wonderful friend in every sense of the word. His kindness and generosity never fails to touch me. He gives me so much everyday, even more than he is aware of. His love is everyday implied, it's so apparent it makes me smile just to write about it. Misha is a wonderful listener, amazingly understanding, unfailingly generous, he loves his friends, his talent is astounding, both onstage and off (it's not easy to keep up w/me, let's just say that. takes a lot of energy and he hasn't let me down yet! ;). He can match me fantasy for fantasy, kink for kink! Most of all, he's fun! He can always make me laugh. I am lucky to have such a wonderful man in my life, and I feel lucky to be a part of his.

How can I describe my affection for my favorite hairy Russian Jew? I can’t. There aren’t words lyrical enough, or poignant enough to do so. He is so wonderful that even when he farts it’s endearing. Not really, but he is awfully swell. I think I may be one of the few females in the western civilization that has not been through the throws of passion with him- tent or no. Still I love him, he is like the hairy big brother who sometimes hits on me that I always wanted. When he finally settles down and has smart, beautiful, hairy children, I hope he names one after me. Because well, I’m vain and I think everyone should have a kid that is named after me. And also because I love him like family and hope to always be a part of his life. Have I mentioned that he’s hairy? Yay. Like a monkey.

I met Misha about 6 years ago, and instantly we clicked, and have not looked back since. What can I really say about Misha that has not already be screamed & moaned from tents across the fair circuit? He is my partner in crime. He is the bitchy, anal, Jewish mother I never had. Oscar to my Felix. My, dare I say…heterosexual life partner. Misha is not only a truly talented performer, but also one of my dearest friends. His passion for life is infectious. I actually enjoy having him as a roommate. That is saying a lot because I am not the easiest person to live with. I know with out a doubt that Misha, and I will be friends for ever. Think about that one, there are not too many people you can honestly say that about.

I love misha ! he's nice and introdused me to chinese tapioca milk drinks! He is kind and loveing with a good sense of humor. some times his scetches with my dad that he whights are not funny but that does not stop me from loving him. I love him and I think he feels the same way about me! his hugs are rocking too!its like hugging a giant teddy bear, did you know in his contry, mishka means tedy bear. misha-mishka there is no differense!

Love him loads- have know him since he was young(I suppose I was too) I've lived with him, worked with him, danced with him, drank with him, ran game shows with him and always had a good time, Don't know where I'd be without Misha, he's talked me into my two favorite jobs- both changed my life immeasurably and so has he.

OK, perhaps "detests" was too strong a word. "Morally outraged by?" "Totally repugnant?" "A really stinky cheese sitting out in the Casa De Fruita sun for two weeks?" Yeah, I don't like him. What's to like about a guy who shows up on the Faire scene totally innocent (and I mean TOTALLY innocent...snigger) and within like 2 years becomes an icon? Asshole. Then he proceeds to pick up all my tips (took less than one evening, mind you) on the ladies, sponges off all A'Lan's mad skillz as well, and now that I'm married with children he's out there living a life I've only read about in...certain...periodicals... This guy lives life to the maximum, not in that K.S. Haddock "I've got to destroy every internal organ on my way to enlightenment" kind of way, but in a "Damn the torpedoes, that chick NEEDS me! MACH SCHNELL! MACH SCHNELL!!!!" kind of way. Props to a guy who can still manage to convince a chick he's well-meaning and kind-hearted. Perhaps that's because he is. But whatever. He's a mad mad man in a mad mad world, and I can't think of a better guy for president...once, of course, he shoves that Faire monkey off his back.

Rey is a total fucking liar. I happen to know that he detests Misha, just like all the rest of us.