So it’s Friday morning and I’m driving up to the Sacramento area for James’ wedding.\u00a0 We’ve got rehearsal at 1:30 that afternoon, so I figure if I leave 3 hours early that should give me plenty of time to get up there.\u00a0 No.\u00a0 Wrong.\u00a0 I hit Vacaville and it’s a parking lot.\u00a0 All the fucking way to Davis.\u00a0 And I hit it again in Roseville.\u00a0 Yeah, I was late.\u00a0 And it’s 110 fucking degrees outside.<\/p>\n
I finally get there and a short rehearsal later we’re sitting at the bar.\u00a0 I mean, where else would we be, right?\u00a0 We’re drinkin’ and we’re drinkin’…\u00a0 And now it’s time to go get ready for dinner.<\/p>\n
Il Fornaio is an Italian restaurant in Roseville, right next to Ruth’s Chris.\u00a0 What the…?\u00a0 Roseville has a Ruth’s Chris?\u00a0 Fancy…<\/p>\n
Dinner was fantastic.\u00a0 I had the steak with veggies and taters and plenty of beer to wash it down.\u00a0 After our meal we went across to the street to P. F. Chang’s bar to rage.\u00a0 I lost track of time after that.\u00a0 I made the switch to salty dogs (vodka and grapefruit juice with salt around the rim of the glass) and descended into drunkenness.<\/p>\n
Saturday morning and it’s time to get ready.\u00a0 It’s 10am and it’s already 100 degrees outside.\u00a0 I go for a quick swim in my hotel’s pool and take a cold shower before heading over to James’ mother’s house to get ready.<\/p>\n
It was then that James gave me the nicest gift anyone has ever given me.\u00a0 I stainless steel flask with a leather exterior, replete with engraved tab that reads “B.F.L. – Brothers For Life”.\u00a0 Filled with nice, cold SoCo, no less.\u00a0 James’ had a little wedding ettiquette guidebook that his wife gave him to help plan, and it the book it specifically states that flasks are not appropriate gifts for the groom to give his groomsmen.\u00a0 Obviously written by a woman, eh?\u00a0 Or at the very least by someone who doesn’t know us at all.<\/p>\n
The limo took us over to the community’s ballroom.\u00a0 Thank goodness they moved the wedding inside.\u00a0 It was 115 degrees outside.\u00a0 That’s dangerously hot for the elderly folks in attendance and anyone who *ahem* might have been drinking that day.\u00a0 Pictures still had to be taken outside however.\u00a0 As soon as I stepped out of the AC and into the sweltering heat I could feel the rivers of sweat pouring down my face.\u00a0 Even stepping outside for 5 minutes was miserable.<\/p>\n
The actual wedding ceremony was very nice.\u00a0 James was flanked by his best man Kevin Berkowitz, then Dave, then me, then Kevin Gibson, and finally Kurt Lind.\u00a0 From my spot on the stage I could see Ange and Scott with their wives.\u00a0 Some old friends were there as well–Randy Cabral and good ol’ DJ Dan.\u00a0 It was over quickly and then it was time to party.<\/p>\n
WOOOOOOOT!!!\u00a0 OPEN BAR!<\/p>\n
Each table in the reception was named after a golf course (nice touch, James).\u00a0 During dinner the DJ (who was awesome by the way) went to each table and took requests and song dedications to the newlyweds.\u00a0 Each time he played the table’s song, the whole table jumped up and whooped and hollered…\u00a0 On my way the bar I passed the DJ booth and took a look at his equipment: 3 iPods, a MacBook, and a USB drive.\u00a0 Whatever happened to the good ol’ days of turntables and wax?<\/p>\n
I was drunk.\u00a0 Not sloppy drunk, not slurring my words, not spinning–but I had a nice buzz.\u00a0 Just enough to let down my inhibitions.\u00a0 I danced the night away with whoever was within my arm’s reach–mostly my friend’s wives!<\/p>\n
After the reception we went over to Thunder Valley casino.\u00a0 I played a little blackjack and some slots, but quickly reached my limit and stopped gambling.\u00a0 The rest of the night I spent in their famous Falls Bar; lounging, socializing, and drinking.<\/p>\n
Sunday morning I woke up and my throat was so hoarse I could barely speak.\u00a0 My eyes were watery, my nose wouldn’t stop running, and my throat hurt so bad I couldn’t swallow.\u00a0 I was worried I might be getting sick so I skipped the VIP brunch at James’ mother’s house.\u00a0 The last thing I wanted to do was get the newlyweds sick before they went on vacation.\u00a0 Could you imagine?\u00a0 Wouldn’t that just suck?<\/p>\n
So a good time was had by all.\u00a0 It was great to see some old friends and party with all.\u00a0 I’m really, really, really happy for my buddy James and his wife, Jen.\u00a0 I like her VERY much and I wholeheartedly approve of their marriage.\u00a0 Congratulations, buddy.\u00a0 I love you both very much.<\/p>\n
At any rate, here it is Monday evening and I’m not sick.\u00a0 I took a 6 hour nap yesterday and slept for 12 hours last night.\u00a0 I feel fine, actually.\u00a0 Like, I’m ready to drink.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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