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Monday, 21 April
Definitely Not Losing Perspective
As many of my tens of readers might know, two weeks from today, I will be married and in fact on a plane to wonderful Belgium for a two-week honeymoon in the land of BEER! and CHOCOLATE! and MUSSELS! and FUCK YOU, AMERICANS! We anticipate that it will be quite restful in between effigy-burnings, but for now, we are in full crazed mode, and spend our days holy-fucking around between various oh-shit thisses and my-god thats. But the really important thing to remember is, soon I will shut the fuck up about the whole thing and we can get back to the real crowd-pleasing stuff, like my frantic mutterings about earwigs or something. Today we made a big decision about the processional music: we didn't want the traditional "Here Comes The Bride" glop, and we agonized for a while, but we finally went with "Mony Mony." That makes it kind of interactive! And it will really get us in the mood for later in the evening to see our parents' smiling faces in the audience lustily shouting "Hey! Get laid, get fucked!" as my bride makes her way down the aisle. The other thing to iron out is the vows, which we are writing ourselves. Now, the fiancee is keeping things to herself, but I can let you guys in on what I'm working on, because she doesn't read my "horseshit website" anyway, as she puts it. See what you think so far. My love, as I stand here with you in this Applebee's conference room, I am overcome with my feelings of love and my nausea. Give me one moment, my darling. Sorry, ladies. This one is taken. Note: Comments are closed on old entries. Comments those are quite lovely. i hope you don't mind, but 30 years from now when i get married, i plan to quote you and use "urple-purple" to refer to my betrothed. In a similar vein to the last commenter's veins, (though I don't care whether you mind or not) I'm going to go back in time and use your vow, word for word, in my own wedding, which was less than a year ago. I just watched the video for the first time the other night, just me, my wonderful bride, and the friend who's had the damned tape for six months and been unable to ever get the right kind of camera to show it to us on, all in a loving tangle of bodies on the couch, and while I was watching it I was thinking, "Man. I don't remember saying ANY of that. We picked those vows out - I remember picking out SOME vows, anyway, so I guess those are the ones we picked out, but I don't remember saying any of that. I wonder if I should've said something really more memorable?" And now, too late, I've found the more memorable words I should've said. So while you're working on your molecular two-into-one entangler, I'm going to take my finished time-machine (adding the raisins-and-oatmeal to the fuel turned out to be the missing piece of the puzzle) and go back and relive... Ack. Now that I just thought about that, I don't know that I necessarily want to relive that part up before the wedding. Man, that's some nerve-wracking business, ain't it? hey I'm one of your ten readers. And I'm from Belgium!! that's just the best vow ever. as someone who is getting hitched in the near future, i am utterly jealous and curbing my urge to plagiarize. only, i think that plagiarize wedding vows in a double sin. it's like naming your kid after a celebrity or stealing flowers from a strangers grave :) Skot has moved beyond stealing flowers and now steals candy, hubcaps, and dance moves from strangers' graves. Something there in the middle of your vows made me think, why not just say "I am he as you are we and you are he and we are all together" and be done with it? And it's not too late to change your aisle song to match. How can you possibly spend two weeks in Belgium? One wrong left turn, miss your exit somewhere, or accidenlty hold the city map of Brussels upside down, and you end up in France, or Germany,or Luxembourg, or Holland, or, if you're very unlucky, in the North Sea. Hey, we're staying in Brugge! It's wunnerful. We will also be making excursions to Paris, Brussels and Amsterdam so as to experience a fuller, more nuanced Continental loathing for our nationality. Not that I blame them. Amsterdam! That's where I'm originally from, a suburb actually. No-I-don't-do-drugs-and-I-didn't-work-at-the-red-light-district (everyone always asks) My friend's new father-in-law convinced all involved to play "Do Wah Diddy" as the recessional music for their ceremony two weeks ago. You are not without precedent! Congratulations and good luck. Post a comment |