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the wonders of the webcam
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"too marvelous for words"
"You can't tell where the couch ends and my ass begins."
More about Kris
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More About Kris
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Schools (Other):
NYU, once upon a time...
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Occupation:
web producer, editrix and general bon vivant
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Affiliations:
ASME, The Religious Society of Friends
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Hobbies and Interests:
eating, sleeping, tv (soaps) and breathing. in that order.
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Favorite Books:
Umm, choose your own adventure?
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Favorite Movies:
Gone with the Wind, The Lady Eve, Sergio Leone's westerns, Donnie Darko, The Burbs, David Lynch's anything
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Favorite Music:
The Slackers, Chris Murray, Exploding Hearts, Sinatra, Elvis, Cat, D-Plan, The Decemberists, Andrew Bird, The Long Winters, Bocelli, El Guapo, Elvis, Dead Milkmen, The Cardigans, Bim Skala Bim, Nirvana, Love As Laughter, Iron & Wine
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Favorite TV Shows:
Who's the Boss?, Coupling, DOOL/OLTL/AMC, Twin Peaks, Antiques Roadshow, A Different World, Monarch of the Glen, Whose Line Is It Anyway?, You Bet Your Life
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Zodiac Sign:
Virgo
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About Me:
You can't tell where the couch ends and my ass begins.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Someone who can explain to me how friendster managed to trademark the phrase "it's complicated"?
Man, oh man.
Meanwhile, forget Friendster -- be my myspace friend: myspace.com/mcspunkster.
(Is that gonna get me shot in these here parts?)
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Testimonials and Comments for Kris
can u add me?
gieanjo32000@yahoo.com
thanx
sipping soda with a straw
watching people on the lawn
curled up in a nap
beneath a net of leaves.
Another day in spring,
warm as a heart, flings
a washed hand of breeze
to Kristine, the anger sinking
in. Christ, she's thinking:
Another Daytime Emmy
for Anthony Geary?
The man is not all he
is cracked up to be.
This scene is not from Cumberland or
Romney.
way place called Italy. From the
moment she saw me all wanted to do was
make-out with me all the damn time, so
we did, and how! We made out in four
different cities just in Tuscany. Then
we would get drunk and rock out to
Guns-N-Roses, throwing our hands in
the air like we just didn't care,
because we fucking didn't. Then one
time she got so damn drunk, and was
rocking so damn hard that she fell
into a tree; it was a blast! Now she
has a busy schedule, but we still rock
and make-out all the damn time.
pants, and you've got a bitch for life.
or at least until clint comes around.
and cold as ice
bitch is hot as the sun
and as hip as nice
shit.
ouch!
Virginia is for Lovers" shoulder bag!
I 'pinned' her once with a canadian
flag pin.. apparently that means more
to americans than it does to those up
north.
-sigh-