La-Di-Da-Dee, We Likes To Party

Went to a wedding this weekend in Reading, PA. I'm good friends with both the bride and groom, and I know both of their families and most of their college friends. The service was by a gazebo behind a castle. Sounds posh, right? But it was all very tasteful and nothing over the top or opulant. Some highlights (other than the "I do" part):

- I did a reading, sans microphone. I like being the center of attention.
- The groom cried during his vows. Wuss.
- A friend got his ass kicked by the bride's uncle. It was a jokey wrestling match but a legitimate ass-kicking that involved a mule kick.
- I bought a great painting from another guest. My first art purchase ever.
- Flip Cup tournament at the reception.
- We went through a few kegs at the post-reception party.
- Advice: Stay at a Sheraton. Greatest beds and pillows ever.
- Same guy who got mule kicked also got lost for 3 hours in the hotel and ended up sleeping in his car.

Took the red-eye Friday night, a two-hour nap Saturday morning, wedding, reception, post-party until 3am, brunch at 11 on Sunday and then back to LA that evening. I am beat.