Kirstie

Sometimes, my job is kind of fun.

On Friday, I was assigned to write a story about an unusual Christmas display that had gone up in front of one of Kirstie Alley's houses on Douglas.

I called around, and within an hour, I was on the phone with her assistant. Did I want to come over and interview her? Could I come now?

I zoomed over to the former Inn at the Park, where Kirstie now lives. We sat in her nicely decorated living room and chatted for about a half an hour. She was very nice, didn't try to rush me at all, and answered all of my questions more or less, not that I was asking tough ones. She did, however, refuse to be in a picture.

It was surreal, but pretty fun. And just to answer the question everyone's been asking me -- she looked great. Still thin and very beautiful.

Anyway, here's the story I wrote. The message board posters are, of course, having a field day with it. But at least they're not attacking me for once.