I Did
Three days until Dallas. Just talked to my bud on the phone yesterday (the one who's getting married) and he seems incredibly calm for a man about to kneel upon the altar. Course, he is marrying a major hottie so what is there to be nervous about? I told him about the Best Man Responsibilities lists I've seen on the Net and he laughed and said that I probably didn't have to worry about most of that stuff. Told him that NanoGirl said I might have to take him to a strip club before the Big Day and that I'd replied I would take him if he wanted but I couldn't see that happening. He said I was right.
"First of all, you'd have to drug me..."
Yup, me too. It's not like I haven't been to more than a handful of those places - don't get me wrong - but it's been a long while. I've since (yikes!) matured some and realized that I can get sexually frustrated all by myself for far less money. And do something about it.
I asked him if he wanted to do more like an in-house guy's night and play poker like we used to on occasion. Sit around the table, playing all sorts of wacky games (dealer calls the game), bullshit, drink beer and eat chips. He likes the idea, so I told him to start sending out e-mail invites to folks. Even though he hasn't had much luck getting guys together for poker lately, I said he should put in the e-mail that this'll be his "last big hurrah" and perhaps he'd have better luck. I'll send out some e-mails, too, at least to the few folks I know.
I remember when I got married. I was a crazy 20-yr old (and only by a month). We were both in a bit of debt already and so her dad took me aside and said that he'd pay for a big church wedding OR pay off all our debts. It was a tough decision. My fiance and I talked about it...and we wound up making the more pragmatic choice, figuring it was much smarter to start our marriage debt-free. So we got married in the office of the Justice of the Peace. Me, my best friend (a girl that was my Best "Man"), and my fiance's parents and younger sister. And I looked like a skunk...my hair was 3 different colors, bleach blonde straight up the middle. Hey, back off - it was very cool.
at the time
Four months later, I was in Air Force basic training for 6 weeks of torturous mind games. Barely two months after that, I was in Biloxi, Mississippi for technical school and a brand new daddy of twin girls. Yeah, yeah...doesn't take a quantum physicist to do the math. We were going to get married, anyway.
Yadda, yadda, yadda...6 years later we were divorced and 1 month after that she was living with the guy she wound up marrying.
*sigh*
Good times.
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