it has been a while since i posted mainly because i went out of town on thursday. technically, if i had posted then, it would have been only 2 days. instead, my wife and i went to austin for a wedding; crystal was a maid of honor. so the weekend was chockfull of weirdness that i just have to blog about.
basically, the world is a vast place, with many people inhabiting it. for all of mankind’s advancements, it seems funny that there are so many morons on this planet. maybe it was just my sample size (limited to DFW and Austin), but i encountered several people who slept-in while God was handing out common sense.
first, we left the house at around 7pm and headed down 75 South. somewhere near 635, i ended up behind a white van hauling a flat trailer bed with supplies (mostly fairly large machines). apparently, one of the workers packed in the van had loaded a small flat square sheet of aluminum loosely into the trailer. this sheet of metal flipped out of the trailer, as i was following it, and headed towards my car. i was mostly worried about it either shredding a tire or cutting into the body. the scrap headed under the car, barely missing the tire but scraping the lower part of the front bumper. furious, i tried to tail the guy to get the license, but only managed 4 of the characters.
then when we pulled over in hillsboro, i met the next weirdo. while pumping gas at the diamond shamrock (for a meager $2.29), i noticed the redneck next to me reach into the outside trash. he dug in this trash can for a few seconds and pulled out a newspaper, or what was left of it, and proceeded to read as if he had just bought it off the newsstand. never seen anyone frugal enough to dig newspapers out of the trash to save 50 cents.
we went to the rehearsal, which lasted all of 20 minutes, and drove downtown to enjoy a free rehearsal dinner. they were scheduled to eat at moonshine’s, which was a fairly nice restaurant. but this is where i met weirdo number 3. this one was known as the “watch-licker”. we sat at the table that was U-shaped, crystal and i sat on in inner left side. since the entire meal was paid for by someone else, i decided to get a nice $9 glass of pinot grigio. across the table sat the bride’s cousin (or the bride’s sister’s son) and next to him sat her father (her cousin’s grandfather). the father of the bride put his arm on the shoulder of the boy and started talking to him. the boy turned his head and licked the band of his grandfather’s watch. i starred for what seemed like minutes, trying to reassure myself that it was the wine. this however was not the case because the boy proceeded to lick the watchband 2 more times. words cannot describe my bafflement.
that brings us to the next weirdo, number 4, the father of the bride. he was a nice guy, from what i could understand. that is to say, his redneck accent was so thick, i could barely understand him. i’d say that i am pretty forgiving in my ability to understand broken English, but this accent was beyond my abilities. he talked to me at one point for 20 minutes, none of which really registered with me. i vaguely recall talking about fry’s. when he led a prayer during the reception, i could have sworn he said “amen” about 10 times.
the next weirdo, number 5, was discovered at the reception. just before the food was dished out, a heavy-set fellow sat down next to me along with a few of his friends. he had some of the longest sideburns i’ve ever seen. jenny (ford’s faux date), ford, another married couple (i forget their names, they were nice), and myself were engaged in a conversation when this fellow next to me kinda leaned his head in and make a comment / joke about what was being conversed. he did not turn his head or acknowledge that we had not included him in our discussion, but simply starred at his friends as if that’s where the conversation was originating. he did this several more times throughout the night.
lastly, the biggest weirdo, number 6, of them all was the bride. the wedding was very non-traditional, but i suppose that’s what to expect when the couple had lived together for 5 years, had 2 years to plan the wedding, who’s proposal story entailed the bride waiting in the car while the groom bought a ring at the mall so he could propose in the car, and who were just plain weird. crystal had mentioned 2 weeks prior that we had watched (tortured ourselves is more like it) manos: hands of fate. well, she made sure to bring the movie up, not once, but three times the day before and of her wedding. that craptacular movie should be the last thing on her mind. the best part happened during the reception dinner while she was sitting next to crystal. near the end of the dinner, she leaned over and asked crystal if we wanted to go see a movie after this. i couldn’t make this up if i tried. apparently the idea of having wild and crazy sex with your new husband wasn’t even on her mind.
you would think that the human gene pool would’ve weeded these people out by now but apparently not. good to see mother nature sleeping on the job.