Gary Amerine

I want to kick him in the shins really really hard.

I met Gordon for the first time back in 1989 at the Seattle Center during the annual Bumbershoot festival. I noticed him walking by so i ran after him with my girlfriend Lisa so we could say hello.

He is an incredibly small man, dwarfed by my 6’2” stature, and incredibly soft-spoken and polite. The thing that got my attention the most was that he quite possibly has the smallest hands i have ever seen on a grown man. When i shook his hand i pretty much engulfed his with my own.

Which add new meaning to his ironic lyrics of ‘big hands you know you are the one’ which were in fact written because of his minute hands.

he likes my derby league!!!

She is probably the most hyper person i have ever met in my life. She is amazingly open and giving at her core, surrounded by an exterior that is bad-ass and a little rough around the edges but you cannot help but adore. She will always remember me because of a comma tattooed on her arm. She gave me a bottle opener ring so we could unite our super powers. She is a story teller extraordinaire.

He makes amazing artwork, even the stuff that he says isn’t to his “full potential” (and I believe him). He’ll go shoe shopping with you if you convince him the right way. He’s wonderfully huggable. I need to get him to see a show with me soon, because I get the feeling we’d have a blast. Though I’ve known him a very short while, I think he’s just a sweet devil; and a devil ain’t nothing but an angel without the halo.

2006 has been caused my life to turn up on its ear in more ways that i ever expected. As the clock struck midnight on January 1st, i was to be frankly honest more depressed than i had ever been in my life, trying to find some purpose to my life.

Now more than halfway through the year, I am single again (and loving it), happier than i have been in probably my whole life, laughing more, finding joy where i never knew existed and finding myself surrounded by some of the best people i have ever had the pleasure of knowing.

Life is amazing… one moment you think it can only get worse and you wonder why you ever take the next breath and then suddenly a joyous curveball comes your way out of the worst of possible circumstances.

Why I like him…sooooo many reasons. Because he is sweet and down to earth. Because the first night I met him he did something that totally rocked. Because he is like a big, zombie loving, bbq eating, teddy bear that gives good hugs. Because he’s not too shy to dance to Sir Mix-A-lot and knows all the words to my favorite Outkast song. Because he is as clumsy as I am. Because he has one of the cutest cats ever. Because he has an amazingly creative mind that seems to be working 24/7. Because he rocks dammit!

when she smiles really big, her eyes turn into cartoon commas. its quite adorable.

Because he is a total shit and he is the only person I know who could wear the other beer bottle opening ring that I bought in the wrong size. And that makes him completely full of awesome.

Not that he really needed any more awesome, but we could ALL use more awesome.