T w e n t y S i d e d
Ten years ago I married Heather. My brother Patrick acted as my best man. This weekend I finally got to return the favor. I hope married life suits him as well as it has me.
The wedding reception was smashing. This was the first time I’ve really danced since my own wedding. I was happy to realize that at thirty-six I’m healthier, fitter, and thinner than I was at twenty-six. My recent health problems are gone, and I’m down forty+ pounds. I remember people telling me “It’s all downhill from here” as I entered my twenties. I’m glad they were wrong. I’m also proud of the rest of the guys in our gaming group. This was a wedding reception of over two hundred people, and I want you to know that our party of geeks owned the dance floor Saturday night. While not everyone rolled a twenty on their performance checks, they made their attempts fearlessly and with gusto. Once in a while the DJ would put on some YMCA or (shudder) Chicken Dance and we would aggro a bunch of non-dancers. We’d execute an Expeditious Retreat and run outside to escape the audio pollution. Then the DJ would put on something danceable again, and we would renew our all-night raid on the dance floor, like an unstoppable army of bards.
Here are pictures, for the curious. One of the last images in the sequence leads to a video of the aforementioned geek dancing.
The first several pictures are from the rehearsal on Friday night. It was then that I really realized just how much weight I’d lost. I was swimming in that white shirt. I looked like a little kid playing dress-up. Looks like I need to buy some new dress clothes.
(My wife was taking the pictures, which is why you see more of my family than of the bride & groom.)
