weddings are nice. they’re an excuse to travel. they’re an excuse to drink and celebrate. and, if you’re fortunate enough not to be in the wedding party, they’re an opportunity to gather with friends and relax.
this was the case back in september 2004, when i attended a college friend’s wedding in columbus, ohio. i had moved to hawaii just a couple years prior and it was the first time i’d seen a lot of my college friends since i left oxford.a “selfie” of me looking hairless and chubby. at the time i was keeping kosher and wearing kipper at the time. my good friend and former roommate, hal. the birdie was a pretty typical pose for him (and for me too, actually). me. rudely awakened the morning of the wedding. from left to right: erin, melanie, missy, and me. “my girls”. though not evident in the photo, i had a bit of a thing for erin, who i’d see next at hal’s wedding several years later in chicago.