We heart the Ubik

Chris flew into town Saturday and Curly and I got to meet him in person. Unfortunately, Sheila could not join us because she was having a pajama party. We met up at the new Barramundi, where drinks were consumed, circumcision was heavily discussed, bondage balls were passed around and the cavefish fell, because the cavefish falls down a lot. Chris looks and sounds like a news anchor, but he isn't one. We also met the lovely Annette, who is one funny girl. All in all, a grand time. Curly and I want Chris to move to New York and be our boyfriend.