Maybe I got to telling this to my fans or maybe I didn't. June 13th (Saturday) I officiate my first wedding ceremony. Yeah.. pretty bad ass right?

The couple consisted of a buddy I knew back in the days of First Data and his betrothed - a girl he occasionally mentioned back then (they were together before I knew him and while I worked with him they were not together).

The wedding rehearsal was a bit harried and I am certain I saw the pits of Hades flare up in the Bride-to-Be's eyes a few times. The Joslyn Castle is a nice place, but the general arrangement makes things difficult to plan. Thankfully the BtoB has a penchant for extreme detail.

That planned out we had dinner at this nice Mount Fugi off 72nd and Blonde. A good joint I need to frequent more.

The groom gifts made me a hair's breadth away from freak out jealousy.
1. Pimp Hawaiian (red and yellow) vests (for keepz!)
2. Engraved flasks.
3. Pocket watches.
4. Brand new, black, low top, chuck taylors.

Wow - what a haul!

The day was pretty quiet. I slowly put on my blasted suit and noticed I was a bit warm. I was good all the way there, when talking with the BtoB's dad and uncles, good having my beer with them, and it only turned bad when I went inside. Whoops.. no decent ventilation or AC!

Crap!

I have to say I was sweating quite a bit. A hundred people shoved in a small area? Check. Me on a spongy wood platform five feet up in the air? Check. My gorilla suit - check.

Yup - let's not have a nervous break down shall we?

I had to laugh - the father of the bride, due to the angle and where he had to walk, ended up craning his neck almost vertical to see me.

I laughed.

The ceremony started, I was certainly loud enough, and spoke slow enough. The only major issue was parts I was getting all choked up on - damn you written vows!

By the time I knew what was happening it was over.

My only major concern was both of them kept looking at me! Stop looking at me I roared internally! Look into the loving eyes of each other! Sheesh!

The only flaw was not getting the documents signed right after everyone walking out and before the reception. Oh well - it didn't cramp my plans or style - it was just getting more difficult to obtain everyone afterwards. Also it turned out I only needed the Maid of Honor and the Best Man.

So far nothing back from Sam or D. The probably hate me for such the terrible job I did. Naw.. the random family members said I did an excellent job.