great success (high five)
great but tiring weekend in ny. saturday night in the city was a bit on the quiet side. after great tapas dinner with the fam in tribeca, mrs. w and i simply ran out of steam before midnight. 6 flights between us this past week and recovering from various colds will do that to you.
going to the super duper tux place was a gigantic waste of time, but good bonding time. we ran borat lines from the minute the chief got off the train.
the wedding was great. selfishly, it's nice to have a wedding like this one after your own so you don't have the pressure to meet a new standard. this truly set the standard for opulence (but in a tasteful way). enjoyed my first orthodox wedding--a lot of cool traditions--bloodninja provided a nice little study guide. the chozin's tisch was very interesting--all the men gather in a room for prayer, signing of the wedding contract, heavy drinking, and then singing and dancing the groom out to meet the bride. bloodninja's dad was pissed at me because when he and bloodninja broke away beforehand to take a leak, i convinced the videographer to follow me into the bathroom to document this great father-son bonding moment on this holiest of days. bloodninjadad put squash to that one quick.
cab drivers in long island suck, btw.
a nice toast by bg. his opening salvo included a nice little jab at kenny that was borderline acceptable by most folks' standards (i.e. exactly right in my mind). nervous laughter from the parents, lots of laughter from our table. no mention of 'liquid explosion,' so we did not have to break out the slow clap. security did not drag him out on his heels. great success!
brutal travel day. woke up hungover. multiple shots of vodka will do that to you. booked it to jfk, and endured a long flight back to soflo. then mrs. w got in the car to go to work and i walked over to the next terminal and got another long flight to texas. just landed. now a 45 ride through dallas traffic to the hotel.
going to the super duper tux place was a gigantic waste of time, but good bonding time. we ran borat lines from the minute the chief got off the train.
the wedding was great. selfishly, it's nice to have a wedding like this one after your own so you don't have the pressure to meet a new standard. this truly set the standard for opulence (but in a tasteful way). enjoyed my first orthodox wedding--a lot of cool traditions--bloodninja provided a nice little study guide. the chozin's tisch was very interesting--all the men gather in a room for prayer, signing of the wedding contract, heavy drinking, and then singing and dancing the groom out to meet the bride. bloodninja's dad was pissed at me because when he and bloodninja broke away beforehand to take a leak, i convinced the videographer to follow me into the bathroom to document this great father-son bonding moment on this holiest of days. bloodninjadad put squash to that one quick.
cab drivers in long island suck, btw.
a nice toast by bg. his opening salvo included a nice little jab at kenny that was borderline acceptable by most folks' standards (i.e. exactly right in my mind). nervous laughter from the parents, lots of laughter from our table. no mention of 'liquid explosion,' so we did not have to break out the slow clap. security did not drag him out on his heels. great success!
brutal travel day. woke up hungover. multiple shots of vodka will do that to you. booked it to jfk, and endured a long flight back to soflo. then mrs. w got in the car to go to work and i walked over to the next terminal and got another long flight to texas. just landed. now a 45 ride through dallas traffic to the hotel.
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