"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Super Cambodian Wedding Ceremony Specatular Pt II: Revenge of the Ninja Wombats

(Everyone likes wombats.)

I just took the best nap ever. I don't know what I did to deserve it, but man, I rock for whatever it was.

Got up at 0700 this morning, laid in bed for a while. Eventually Pete stuck his head through the door and said he wasn't feeling well, so I was probably on my own for the wedding stuff this morning. I stumbled out of bed, showered, called Liz, and we took a cab down to Sophy's. Michelle called mid-route and informed us that nothing had started yet, so being thirty minutes late wasn't a big deal.

Harry was there, and a couple more people I didn't know. And Jim. Jim in a suit. I didn't recognize him at first. Fucker cleans up damn well.

There was more ceremony stuff, with the music, and a lot of dinging today. There was some dancy, some walking around.

People tied string to Adam and Sophy's wrists, and eventually we got to throw little rice things at them, which we stripped off the stalk ourselves. Very odd.

Some old woman threw her stalks at Nick and I.

There was this little kid who needed a spanking. Or a swatting. Or a damn Ritalin martini. He ran into me about a dozen times, and kept laying around all over the floor. While extremely annoying, apparently the faces I was making kept everyone around me amused.

They gave Adam a little sword, which Adam told Eric: "This is the sword I kill my in-laws with." Then there was more walking around then we pretty much all fitlered outside; Michelle, Liz and I hung around for a few minutes, then made a break for it.

Tonight is the reception. I have a s/toast/roast/ half-prepared. Apparently Adam's brother Scott has the same idea. I should discuss it with him beforehand. Tonight is also, apparently, formal, so I will be Suiting back up. Fear my sexy suitness. I know you fear it.

Michelle also made "I am so completely average noises". I kept my mouth shut today, as last night I got yelled at for making other noises. I'll probably be getting yelled at for making those other noises shortly enough, however.

Now I need to work on my toast and possibly find something to snack on.

September 5, 2004 4:20 PM