Marc
As if you ever needed to hear from me again, here I am. Back from the honeymoon with all the juicy details of my life:
Spent time in Hawaii on the Big Island (which is good for doing nothing cause there's basically nothing there) and Kauai (which is good for doing minimalist activities because there are minimal things there). We headed up to the top of Mauna Kea to check out the world's best astronomical viewing location, and it was beautiful. Living in urban environments really does spoil the night sky. In Kauai we just drove around a lot. Saw a mini-Grand Canyon.
Annie drank a lot of fruity drinks. I drank a lot of beer. We both ate steak, because there's apparently a lot of steaks in Hawaii. Must be in high demand.
Heard of the show Bridezillas? Annie and I were contacted by a producer for that show to gauge our interest in appearing on it. We were never informed that it was called Bridezillas. We were told that they would follow us around capturing our planning on film for a documentary. I was totally up for it. Annie was totally not up for it. In the end, her better judgement prevailed and we did not participate. Lately, I see advertisements for that show everywhere and think to myself, thank goodness she said "no" because you'd look like the biggest douche bridezilla groom-to-be.
A quick thanks to all that came to the wedding. Everyone looked (and smelled) wonderful, and danced like a bunch of champs. Quick note: seconds before Reel Big Fish's version of "Take On Me" came on, Rick coerced me into doing a shot of whiskey at one of the bars. Immediately upon downing it, I realized it was time to skank. I nearly puked. Sidebar: that picture of Matt skanking goes up into the all-time top-five images of Matt Fast doing anything.
Getting married, as in the actual ceremony, almost felt surreal. I do not remember a word the pastor said, other than something about my wife giving me back rubs after a long day's work. And that only because it's totally false. I never get backrubs. She conspired with the guy to put that in.
Feeling extremely jet-lagged at the moment and am trying to fall asleep. Would love to see some of you chumps this evening if you don't have any plans. I'm on a sleep schedule that will probably allow me to stay up until 5am without blinking. Let's drink.
PS - We're expanding the roster. New faces will be popping up. This shit just ain't as elite as it used to be.
As if you ever needed to hear from me again, here I am. Back from the honeymoon with all the juicy details of my life:
Spent time in Hawaii on the Big Island (which is good for doing nothing cause there's basically nothing there) and Kauai (which is good for doing minimalist activities because there are minimal things there). We headed up to the top of Mauna Kea to check out the world's best astronomical viewing location, and it was beautiful. Living in urban environments really does spoil the night sky. In Kauai we just drove around a lot. Saw a mini-Grand Canyon.
Annie drank a lot of fruity drinks. I drank a lot of beer. We both ate steak, because there's apparently a lot of steaks in Hawaii. Must be in high demand.
Heard of the show Bridezillas? Annie and I were contacted by a producer for that show to gauge our interest in appearing on it. We were never informed that it was called Bridezillas. We were told that they would follow us around capturing our planning on film for a documentary. I was totally up for it. Annie was totally not up for it. In the end, her better judgement prevailed and we did not participate. Lately, I see advertisements for that show everywhere and think to myself, thank goodness she said "no" because you'd look like the biggest douche bridezilla groom-to-be.
A quick thanks to all that came to the wedding. Everyone looked (and smelled) wonderful, and danced like a bunch of champs. Quick note: seconds before Reel Big Fish's version of "Take On Me" came on, Rick coerced me into doing a shot of whiskey at one of the bars. Immediately upon downing it, I realized it was time to skank. I nearly puked. Sidebar: that picture of Matt skanking goes up into the all-time top-five images of Matt Fast doing anything.
Getting married, as in the actual ceremony, almost felt surreal. I do not remember a word the pastor said, other than something about my wife giving me back rubs after a long day's work. And that only because it's totally false. I never get backrubs. She conspired with the guy to put that in.
Feeling extremely jet-lagged at the moment and am trying to fall asleep. Would love to see some of you chumps this evening if you don't have any plans. I'm on a sleep schedule that will probably allow me to stay up until 5am without blinking. Let's drink.
PS - We're expanding the roster. New faces will be popping up. This shit just ain't as elite as it used to be.
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