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This weekend was amusing in that Annie and I went to a wedding. I didn't know either of the people involved in the actual ceremony, but managed to have a fun time anyway.

Annie at the helm

Friday was the Dregs wedding unrehearsal dinner, which consisted of all the people who didn't matter enough to be involved in the actual rehearsal. It was fantastic. I ended up talking to an old dude about his experience serving aboard the USS Theodore Roosevelt. It made me realize that, once again, that old people are cool.

What was perhaps the most fun about the un-rehearsal dinner was screwing with people's minds. It was most fun because I'd have conversations like this:

Me: Hi, you're Jay, right?

Jay: Yes I am. And who might you be?

Me: I'm Reid, Chuck Wightman's son

Jay: Oh cool, how is he?

What's most amusing about the above conversation is that the recipient of the joke (Jay in this case) does not know my father. Even if he did, he would know my father's first name is not Chuck, but Jeff (Chuck was my biological grandfather, who I never met).

The next day, of course, was the wedding.

The bride and her father

This was only my third wedding, and the third one that I've been to with Annie. Rather disturbing for a guy who is 100% sure he'll never settle down at this point, ever. Better than the wedding was the reception, of course. An open bar meant that the booze had free reign over my mind and liver.

A crude self-portrait. I don't remember when I took this picture

Aaron, having fun with my cousin's breasts

After 9 cocktails things started getting crazy, and those pictures are just the tip of the iceberg. I'll be saving the rest for blackmail. Not much happened Sunday other than not sleeping. I drove home from Annie's late at night last night. It was beautiful, and the drive reminded me much of driving around in the autumn of my senior years in high school. Driving shall probably be missed while I am living abroad.

Posted by reid at August 12, 2002 11:12 AM