I first met Kal when I was in high school in a small midwestern town. He was the new kid- a big city guy with a penchant for dancing and doing gymnastics routinbes in abandoned warehouses on the edge of tow.. He was totally shocked to learn that dancing was illegal in our county- I mean how were we supposed to have a prom?
Kal fixed it, though. He got the guy who owned the grain elevator just across the county line to let us have a dance- and Kal taught the whole town how to dance.
I remember buying a Mirage expansion pack from Magic: the Gathering and a couple of thirty-three sided dice from you at Emerald City Comics on Campus back in 1996. You glanced around to make sure the man wasn't looking and then threw in an extra booster pack. I went in next week to buy more decks but you had already moved to another Emerald City and I didn't see you again for ten years until we ran into each other across the world.
ok thats scary.. I was considering telling a MtG story involving Kal! :o
Well what the hell. It was Friday, party night. So me and Kal headed down to the badabing club. We got a table right up front. where the flashing lights from the stage would allow us to see out cards. I was playing green stompy, but you kept bouncing all my creatures with your blue contol deck. You bastard. But I got my revenge when Tiara leaned down off the stage during her third set and suggested I should play black resurection. BWAHAHA..vengence is mine!
We first met in hospital, having come back from the front in similarly broken states. The Kaiser's boys had taken away everything but our lives, but we were jolly enough. That first nurse, I recall, was quite taken with you. You never said anything about it, but I always suspected you were having it off with her. She certainly was eligible enough in all aspects. The other one, well, we both know how that turned out for me, old boy.
I remember the night we went for a ride on you motorcycle in the rain. It was totally insane and we were laughing like lunitics. Then it happened. Some crazy ass lost control of his car, and slid into us. We went over the side of the road, down a 50 ft drop. You were shaken up but only had minor injuries, my legs were boken. You thought about it for a while and finally decide it would be easier to get you bike up the embankment than me. You left me there, crying in the rain, unable to move. Some wacko mountaineer found me, carried me to his cabin and is forcing me to write crazy stories for him. He won't let me go. Why oh why did you leave me there?
I feel like it was yesterday - we were riding horses and decided to rob a train. You dressed like Annie Oakley and I was Jesse James. I had a little trouble with the beard, but you suggested cutting your hair off and glueing it on - it worked so well and was soooo believable. We robbed the train, but alas only came away with 200 pounds of marijuana. we rolled a giant joint and smoked it all the way through Brokeback Mountain. I swear, to this day, I still can't quit you.
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Kal fixed it, though. He got the guy who owned the grain elevator just across the county line to let us have a dance- and Kal taught the whole town how to dance.
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(actually, that could have happened)
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LYING LIAR LAIR LIAR!
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And I have one of those orange thirty siders.
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Well what the hell. It was Friday, party night. So me and Kal headed down to the badabing club. We got a table right up front. where the flashing lights from the stage would allow us to see out cards. I was playing green stompy, but you kept bouncing all my creatures with your blue contol deck. You bastard. But I got my revenge when Tiara leaned down off the stage during her third set and suggested I should play black resurection. BWAHAHA..vengence is mine!
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