We may as well have a cold one for the Dr.
I can imagine he's sweating right now.
Go, Dr. Goggles.
The Postal Service returned your gift today.
They said it was inappropriate.
And I was working on having Pizza's delivered to the reception, but was warned off.
Freud, I'm beginning to suspect interference on the Aussie team.
Doc, last night, our time, I was in the hall that Kate and I had had our wedding reception in. Itís the venue for our annual "Spoof Fest" in Milwaukee, where members of the music community put together ~ 10 bands over two nights, send up a 20 minute set of a famous band's stuff, and it's all great fun. It's about as close to Mardi Gras as Beerhaven will ever get.
I looked at my watch, and realized that you were probably stepping up the aisle with Deb on the way to your reception, and likely heading to a hall not too dissimilar to the one I was in.
So Kate and my friend Tim raised our glasses to both you and Deb to the strains of "Jailbreak" by Thin Lizzy.
Best wishes, and congratulations to the two of you!