My first real post

I hope this will be my first legitimate post on this blog, the first couple were kind of random musings and rambling non-sense.

I would like to speak on an upcoming event that has me really excited. For those of you who read this and know me you may be surprised.

I am extremely excited about the upcoming wedding of my two Friends Brad and Jordan.

Yes, a wedding has me excited. Me, the hater of all things marriage related, who extols a great length the antiquity and farce that out-dated practice has become. I am excited and unapologetic for myself over it.

I shouldn't be anti-marriage, other than my own failed marriage I have been first hand witness to marriages working out to almost unheard of percentages. I have Parents who are still married, Family and Friends who have stayed together and honestly in all I would hazard to guess that at least 85% of other people's marriages that actually touch my life are still going strong.

Maybe I'll rail at Marriage later, its not the point here...

The point is that I am excited, and when I get excited that means something serious is going down. The warm center of the universe just got warmer people, pay attention.

This excitement comes from so many levels. The first should be that this is going to be an absolutely fabulous day for Jordan and Brad, as it should be for them and their families. I say should be because, well, this is my blog and this shit is about me.

Yes, I am most happy to see two of my good Friends have such a wonderful day and I am the weepy little bitch type who will let a tear slip at the joy of it all, I can not wait to be witness to the shared moment of two people who mean a whole lot to me.

I am also honored, excited and overjoyed that Brad thought enough of me and our Friendship to ask me to be an usher at his Wedding. I don't know what an usher does, but I know I wear a tux and this is a huge fucking day for two great people and they asked me to be a part of it, there is no way on God's green earth I'll fuck it up.

Next I have missed everyone's weddings and now I will finally get to go and be a part of it. For one reason or another I missed all my friend's getting hitched. Either I was an ass and pissed them off and didn't get an invite, I was considered to big a risk to show out and do something stupid and didn't get an invite or some other crazy crap. The worst was being so broke and pathetic that I missed my Brother and Sister-in-Law's wedding because I was to proud to ask my Dad to loan me the money to travel to it and in a craptastic job that wouldn't have given me the time off if I had. Honestly, I have very, very few regrets in my life and missing Joe and Sarah's wedding tops the damn list.

Third reason for excitement, I can afford to be a good guest/Friend. I am actually making enough money to buy a decent gift AND not have to cut out anything non-essential (like food or gas) out to do it. I just have money in the bank to buy a gift, get a hair cut, new shoes and whatever other things I'll need to be presentable. I am not going to be a scrub slacker...well I am not going to look or act like it anyway. I am a slacker, that's just me, but I won't look it that day.

Finally, I have a freaking date to the wedding!

With a Woman...an attractive one at that too.

Ok, to be fair to this young lady, she and I are friends and I doubt this counts as a "REAL" date. I panicked over going to a wedding and being the old single fat dude there that would have to sit at the kid's table like Ben Stiller in 'The Heartbreak Kid' and asked my friend if she would go with me. She graciously accepted, and has fast become one of my most favorite persons ever. I never even thought that this might be a major inconvenience or how much effort goes into attending this sort of thing, but she didn't even blink or bat an eye, absolutely awesome. I owe her big time.

To recap why I am excited...

I get to see two great Friends share a moment, I get to be a part of it, I won't look like a scrub and I will have an absolutely stunning young lady on my arm. I am going to be the second luckiest guy there that day. If you are going to be there bring a camera, its not often you get to see the warm center of the universe in a tux... or anything dressier than a $10 Target polo for that matter, and I'll want plenty of pics for my Facebook page to brag over.