Went to an art show this past weekend. I'm not what you call an "art guy," just more of a "foxy guy;" but a friend was curating the whole thing so we felt compelled to go. I was pleasantly surprised - some of the work was pretty good, with my favorite being Marci Washington.
Speaking of pleasant surprises, while at the art show, a good friend of mine asked me to preside over her wedding. For those of you who know me well, the irony is just too effin' rich. But in the back of my mind, I heard the infamous words "Ah, hell ... why the fuck not?" And I gladly accepted.
I've already rented the WWI soldier's uniform, and I've even got the opening already written down:
"Mawwage. Mawwage is what bwings us togethew today. Mawwage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam. And wove, twue wove, wiww fowwow you fowevah … So tweasuwe youw wove..."