Ever hear a Kallisti’s blood curdling scream? Well, Mr. Kallisti did when I got this in the mail today…
There’s a reason they don’t actually put “20 Year High School Reunion”… so they are not liable for my coronary. Someone, fan me!
And then there’s this:
Mr. Kallisti: “Kallisti, a porn room and “Slerpis at home”.
Now I really do have everything I need.”
Everyone say Happy Birthday! He’s 37 on Saturday… now we’re off to Tahoe in the morning. I want mountains, a pedicure and thou. Oh, and maybe all you can eat crab at the buffet. Mmmmmm!!!
Secret Biscuit Entry:
Late last night, as the wash machine started to spin down and rattle loudly, Biscuit came bounding in from the other room and LEAPT like a bunny rabbit on top of the washer. It rocked harder and harder, he crouched on top of it, riding it like a bucking bronco… this from the kitten who is afraid of the spider sucker. I’ve never seen anything so funny. Clearly he’d done it before, he knew just the right moment to hop on for optimum ride enjoyment. He rode that puppy until it had spun aaaall the way down.