So about those two posts…

August 3, 2008

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I didn’t fulfill my own wishes to be writing 2 posts a day, but for good reason. I was best man at the wedding of my greatest pal. Not only did I get a sweet hotel room, free meals, loads of time with the groom and bride’s families, I got to deliver a speech that make the Emancipation Proclamation look like a memo at Staple’s. That’s right, I hate memos and Staple’s.

While some go the sweet route on the toast, I decided to do what I do best with my pal Greg and that is tease him to the boundary of humiliation with stories he expected to expire quite some time ago. They didn’t; stories have a way of being preserved when they’re most embarassing.

Also happening during the wedding in a quick recap fashion:

1. I got asked if my date was my girlfriend a few times to respond with awkward silence.
2. Saw Stan, a local hero, dance up a storm.
3. Wore a fedora.
4. Got a chance to visit an ER, when my date catching the bouquet much to my fear (I’m not saying she’s my girlfriend, will I be able to say wife), but not with her hands as much as her arm and needed some stitches. (Ladies, she isn’t my gf.)

So here we are, or at least, here I am.

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