Can the word "wedding" really encompass the spectrum of vibes that occurred this weekend? It's like we need a new word. There were so many great moments, but some of the highlights included the best man sharing how his love of James Woods have bonded he and the groom together for life, the father of the bride praising the city of Sacramento and all our wonderful trees, that same dad losing his shit when "I wanna dance with somebody" by Whitney Houston came on, the song "december 1963, oh what a night" played twice in a row (I wish it had been thrice), "Porcupine Pie"making its long-awaited (by me) appearance, walking home barefoot (I should have known better as this happened to me the last time I went to a wedding at the Masonic Hall), and a million other things that I can't even put into woods. Of course the best moment of all was when Janatalie were officially bonded into one celebrity supercouple.
The funniest thing I heard about the afterwedding is that a certain trio of dudes stayed up until dawn drinking Kahlua on the tracks, went to the Zebra at 6, got kicked out, went to the Flame, got cut off (a quote according to Goodtimes: No, you can't have another drink. I shouldn't have served you the first one.), then tried to sneak back into the Zebra and got kicked out again. They really gave it their all.
I have three wishes: that I could print the text of the best man's speech (I heard the Armeniac had a copy and left it!), that the bachelor party Elvis movie gets posted to youtube, and the MH print her cupcake recipe.