Matt Urban

"I drove 6 hours with my friend, Tony, to see Counting Crows play a gig in a banquet hall in Lackawanna, NY. Hey, look, it was the 90's ... shit happens. Knowing Lackawanna was somewhere near her hometown of Buffalo, I looked up Kate and asked if she wanted to hang out with Tony and I after the concert. We had some laughs, and some beer.

I should have known what would happen. I had spent at least one year at NYU with Kate by this point, so I was well aware of her superior beauty both inside and out. I should have warned Tony. It was my fault.

Tony completely fell under Kate's spell. Whenever she went for another drink, he would whisper to me "She is the most exquisite creature I have ever encountered." Every time she got up.

Now, I attributed this new found infatuation to long driving ... drinking ... sobering up ... and more roadtripping. It can wear you down. Emotions run high. When Tony talked about her the whole ride home, I thought it was adorable. But when he continued to ask me about her the following year, I felt sad for what I had done to my friend.

Time passed ... I lost touch with Tony. I just heard he is getting married soon, so I can only assume that Kate's magic has finally and mercifully released him from its grip. The lesson I hope you, dear reader, glean from this story ... warn friends upon introducing them to Kate Kita. They may never be the same."