He clasps the crag with crooked hands; close to the sun in lonely lands, ringed with the azure world, he stands.
(Alfred Lord Tennyson)

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My Crush On the Callahan's... by me.
They are all things good and even when they are bad... oh yes, they're very good.
You meet them for the first time and they treat you like a dear old friend (particularly if you bring Scotch). You tell them about a project and they become your biggest cheerleaders. You get to know them and you find yourself in the middle of a community of startlingly wonderful people.
Also, they're both hotter than hell!

So in the greater social circle that you and I are both a part of, I think I'm starting to understand exactly where you fit in, and by that I mean that I think I get what you represent to everyone, and particularly where you and I are concerned, and as much as I'm concerned about coming off as just another one of your many admirers, which I'm sure you're really sick of because I know how people tend to view you in the paradigm of this social situation (and I'd hate to think that you might think I was one of the people who don't get what you represent to the group), I really think you ought to know that I think you're just swell.

Which doesn't mean I'm not going to make fun of you at every opportunity. I'll just make sure I do it while smacking you on the ass.

Can I just say...
I value every extra dece-second that you are permited to remain on this planet. If you mention this I will deny everything... HEY is this thing live!!

You couldn't ask for a nicer, more personable and genuine person, and that comes just from working with/around (literally) him/dressing him over a few weeks. A talented individual, a friendly smile, and I'm sure I'm just scratching his surface.

But then, I'm part of a VERY select club. I've seen his willy. ;-)

Testimonials are the hardest things to write because they’re so permanent and can no way encompass how I feel about my friends and that certainly goes for Chris. I’ve only known him for about a year and I cannot believe how incredibly close I feel to this man. I can tell him my innermost, dirty secrets and he’s usually right there with me, splashing around in the gutter.

Chris is a sexy bitch with a crunchy facade, but on the inside has a warm, “floofy” creamy filling. No, not THAT creamy filling! He gives the best hugs in the world that many have already attested to and I know that I have made a close friend for life. He gives me faith in people, in friendships and generally gives me the warm fuzzies whenever I think about him. I am eternally grateful to truly know who he is, and not feel like running away, screaming in terror. Hell, I know I should but it’s far too late, I’m hooked.

You know way I respect Senor Callahan? Two words: Etrigan!
(wow...that even rhymed)

If sexiness were a glove, Chris could fill all 5 fingers.

Chris makes my brain tickle.

Callahan? Yeah, he's cool.

Actually, I take that back. He's compassionate and friendly, seemingly quite lacking in the tradional aloofness associated with "cool." But if "cool" means good, then Chris is Iceman, Mr. Freeze, and Sub-Zero all rolled into one. By the way, if "bad" still means good too (I can never keep track of how the kids are talking these days), then Chris is badder than, uh, Michael Jackson.

Chris is kind, intelligent, easy-going and a blast to hang out with. He's got a good life, a bitchin' wife (the good kind of bitchin', that is), a rockin' band, talent up the wazoo and more -- appreciate, damnit! What's maybe more important is that Chris is a human being doing his best, living a full life and charging head-on to meet his potential and destiny as an artist, performer and all around jolly good fellow.

All my life I prayed that my daughter would never marry a banker, a corporate CEO and/or a military lifer in uniform. My prayers have been answered. I often wondered what type of person would capture my daughter's heart.

As a father, one tends to be over protective of their child. Can anyone love her as much as her Mother and I?

Chris was the first fellow that didn't have to fill out the fourteen page interview/application form in order to date Holly. After meeting Chris for the first time - at my "BIG 50" party, I felt very comfortable around him (I don't think it had anything to do with the mixure of beer and wine).

Knowing that my daughter married a performing artist, musician, writer and all around great guy, I now know the answer about who can love my daughter as much as her mother and I do.

The first time I met Chris, he told me about this idea that he had to make a sensory deprivation tank with a video monitor and speakers in it so that you could watch a tiny, white dot and listen to an almost inaudible roar grow, over the period of several hours until you were face to face with an all encompassing light and nearly deafened with pure white noise and I was all like, “Man, you just blew my mind.” Then Kevin ate the pot so we all dropped acid and had an ax fight.
Ok, that isn’t really true. I don’t remember the first time that I met Chris but all of that stuff happened after I did.

Axiom. I value myself very highly. That means I only surround myself with really smart, witty, urbane and intellectual people. Oh, and blondes with big titties. They're cool too.
Axiom. Callahan is a man I keep meaning to spend more time with and learn more about and add to those I surround myself with.
Proof: This guy is golden.

Quod erat demonstradum.

Post-script: His wife is awesome too, but you know that already.

Hi. I'm drunk.

Chris is like, the coolest guy you could *ever* know. You have *no* idea! Really. Except for maybe Holly, you know, his amazing wife...and maybe his band members, who rock too, and maybe his mom, but you know about family. Uh yeah, so Chris is probably the most inspirational person I know. His songs get into my guy, stay there, and make me all giddy inside, which leads to the sex feeling, and goddammit, it's still building up! Anyway, Chris is also one of the few I consider a close friend. He is always willing to put up with the fricking tears that won't stay down and to give a hug when you really need it. Chris is definitely one of my *dearest heart* people. He fuckin rocks. I'll kick your ass if you think otherwise..... yeah..... hey Chris can I have my money now? :-) Love you soooooooo much!

Ok, drunk time over, I'm going to bed now!

yeah, that rocking chair-old friend feeling. except for me it's more like pushing each other's wheelchairs over cliffs. looking forward to it, man.

*LOVE*

LOVE LOVE LOVE

There is no way to put into words the way I feel when his arms are wrapped around me. I could stay like that forever...but would need a bathroom break here and there...OH...and, like, a banana and coffee...you know...the basics...food and water. Then I could stay like that forever.

Okay, how can I REALLY write what Chris is to me and for me? He's everything. He's my teacher. My friend. My love. My roommate. My partner in crime...(we don't commit crimes against other people...only with our friends and we're the only ones hurting the next day...like right now - Chris is still asleep and it's 4:29 P.M! Yeah! CRIME! :D

I married him. I chose to be at his side in life because he is THAT wonderful. What you see is what you get with Chris and I get to see him every day. neener neener neeeeeeeeeeeeeener.

I'm going to see if he's still breathing now...

There are only three people on earth to whom I can tell nearly everything about myself, and Chris Callahan is one of them. Not only does he not disapprove, but he thinks I'm cool. Now that is satisfying. To my fellow unconvicted felon, may we work toward the day when everything we believe in is legal. Until then, I'll pay your bail if you pay--

Wait--wait--whoa. I just read your "personal" page. You mentioned LAVA Toad. Oh, my GOD! You are SO, SO GOOD TO US! GOD!! It's too much--too much joy--too much love--I can't handle it! JESUS! What did we do to deserve you?!!

In the words of Cab Calloway, "When I love you, you stay loved; when I dig you, you stay dug." You're my Cab Calloway. I have never felt so . . . dug. And, man--it goes right to your head. (My own Chris feels exactly the same.)

Chris Callahan is always flirting with my wife, and I have to admit, it makes me kind of jealous.

Why doesn't he flirt with ME?

I'm going to add my little testimonial of Callahan to the pile :) because he FUCKIN ROCKS!!
I met Callahan this last year at Dickens :) He is one of those people that everyone gravitates too. He is damn funny, extremely talented and makes a pretty hot drag "queen" ;) not to mention he has a pretty hot wife ;)
Seriously though I am very glad I have had the opportunity to get to know him and I can only hope that this will be the start of a very very long forever long friendship....( like sitting on old rocking chairs in a home long friendship)
OH GOD! could you imagine our crowd in and old folks home....they better look out!

I'm gonna try and channel Chris Callahan in this testimonial, so bear with me...

I hate this guy. I really do. I mean, how can you like a guy like this? He's one of the funniest and most talented mother fuckers I know: what an asshole! Generous and fun, sexy and creative... prick. It would be nice if he weren't around to make everyone else feel so inadequate in their socially-acceptable normal lives. Maybe we should all get together and plot his demise, that way we could go on living as society intends. But, bastard that he is, he'd probably figure out our coup and foil us with some kind of death ray, conveniently shot from his... head. Asshole...

Truly, I don't think anything I say can even compare to what Rick said. He summarized it all. I don't know why I'm even bothering, except to say that hating him is so satisfyingly easy, and I hope to continue to do it for a long time. Touch and breathe this, Rockstar! *muah*