WOW! What a trip. I had loads of good times, and I’m not tired. I guess a 2 hours nap and 9 hours of sleep will help cure that. I took an ass load of photos this weekend. Over 120. I only have a few to share with you today, because I have some special plans for them. I wanted to do something special for Dustin so I devised the plan of the “Best Man Cam”. I’m going to get this photos printed up into a nice album for him. Sure they’re gonna have a gajillion super nice photos from the ninja of a photographer they hired (She blogs too), but my photos are more behind the scene and crapy by comparison to the before mentioned photographer. So here is how it went down.
I took friday off of work, woke up WAY too god damn early in the morning, and drove my happy ass to the airport. My flight left at 7am. I landed in Oakland about 8:30. I got my rental car and drove back to the airport to pick up Jeb who’s flight arrived about an hour after mine. Then we hit the road to Concord. We stopped at Nino’s house and hung out there for a while. We bought WAY too much food to BBQ because people were supposed to show up and kick it with us, but backed out. Just for the record. 8lbs of meat to make tacos is WAAAAAAAY too much for food 3 grown ass men to consume, but we tried… Oh did we try.
I then had to go to the mall and pick up my Tux. Good thing I tried it on. My pants we just a liiiiittle short. The dude remeasured them and they we about 3 inches short. I went back to Nino’s for a couple more hours, and then back to the mall to pick up my altered tux. I didn’t try on my pants do to time constrains, but there were still a little short. They must have been 4.5 inches short. Oh well.
Saturday morning they boys met up at Chick’s doughnuts. MMMMM GOOD!!! They don’t just do doughnuts. They have a full on menu. 3 out of 4 of us ordered the county fried steak with gravy. Tasty! After breakfast Dustin and I went to Target. He needed some new boxer shorts. I tried to get him to buy bikini briefs to wear for the wedding night *wink wink nudge nudge*, but no dice (sissy). He just went with lavender boxers. I’m sure he looked pretty in them for Dani. Back to the apartment we went to shower and get ready.

We got to the wedding and loaded our jacket pockets with booze that John picked up. We then got some glasses of ice from the bartender (only serving beer and wine) and poured ourselves some drinks. We took some photos, greeted guests, had the mothers pin some flowers on us and got the show on the road.
After all was said and done a small group of us headed to a local bar for drinks. Much to our surprise it was a karaoke bar. Most of us sang, some of us danced, and we had good times. We were there for a few hours until the bride and groom decided to spend the rest of the evening alone.