The other highlights of the evening at his Bothell condo was the vibrating recliner (a very Kris-like first purchase) and a weird gyroscope-like handheld exercise device.
As if we hadn't already overeaten, he then provided cookies and other sweets from Argentina. Everything was so good, but I think I'm going to die now.
I think I'm going to see Punch Drunk Love tomorrow afternoon. Details aren't clear right now, but let me know if you want to go.
