for those about to rock

with the closing of that last entry in mind,

i'd like to say that i think that treating the exchange of sacred vows as though it carries doomsday implications is a tired and lazy comic convention, not to mention an unfair one in that it almost invariably avails itself to a stupid, canned macho pretense (e.g., "he just signed his life [and his defining freedom to chase tail] away!"), and so i'll be dispensing with that approach now.

besides, why pussyfoot around saying the obvious: that i love my friend alex -- in his toast, best man elliott described him as 'the craziest asian guy i've ever met', and i would have to agree, and add here that a large part of what makes him special to me is that he always strives to make sure that anyone along for the ride with him is having just as much fun living it up -- and that i'm absolutely overjoyed that he's making a life with a person as kind, supportive and all-around wonderful as leigh.

i remember we talked with leigh's brother mike about how the gut reaction to being involved in serious occasions in which you're expected to keep a straight face, such as being in a wedding party, is to either laugh out loud or start sobbing.

no need for either ... we were all smiles as alex and leigh affirmed their vows and began married life together.





















more tomorrow!

posted by jomilkman @ 9:39 AM