July 09, 2004

Kelly Gets Married

I met Kelly when I was 14 years old at a summer camp for fuckups that was called (I kid you not) SUPERCamp (the very same camp where I met superfriend David Forman). Anyway, Kelly and I have stayed in touch over the years and fourteen years after the summer we met, I was invited to attend her wedding in Connecticut.

Friday morning I went up to Union Square to pick up my rental car. The lovely Meredith Silverman had graciously agreed to take a half-day off of work to be my date to a stranger's wedding

I picked Meredith up in Midtown, went to the end of her street and when I turned right onto 5th Avenue, was immediately pulled over and issued...

meredith — ...a $150 dollar ticket for making a right turn ON GREEN during business hours. WHAT THE FUCK? Apparently, they've recently instituted these "no right turn" rules as a way to generate revenue for the broke-ass NYPD. (I tried to plead to the cop that the hot dog vendor's umbrella had obstructed the sign, which it in fact did, but he didn't want to hear it.). The day was off to a shitty start until Meredith instantly lifted the clouds by changing out of her work clothes on the highway and giving me a...

meredith — ...BRA AND PANTY SHOW! Woooo!

Ticket? What ticket?

kelly h — We arrived at the reception up in Connecticut just in time to catch Kelly and her husband (HUSBAND!) Mike getting their post-wedding photos taken in front of a lake at sunset.

kelly h — Awwww.

kelly h — Kelly with two of her maids of honor at the reception.

meredith — Meredith on the dancefloor getting ready to bust some...

meredith — ...mooooooooooooooooves.

kelly h — After some rug-cutting, it was time for some cake cutting.

The first dance as hubby and wifey.

me, meredith — "Hi, we're the people here at the wedding that only know one person...and, uh, she's busy getting married. So, who are you?"

The lizzadies lining up to catch the boquet.

kelly h — Action shot.

kelly h, me — Kell and me (Woo, Supercamp!)

kelly h — Kelly and her (totally hot) mom who I had the biggest crush on when I was 15.

me, meredith — Me doing my impression of one of the drunker party guests we watching on the dancefloor.

Hey, check it out. Kickline.

me, meredith — After the kickline we made some more stupid faces.

me, meredith — Then kicked it into high gear and made some really stupid faces.

kelly h, me, meredith — Then around 11:30, we bade farwell to Kelly...

me, vin — ...and drove to nearby New Milford, CT to pick up Vin at his parent's house and bring him back down to NYC (coincidentally, Vin and The Fatty both grew up in New Milford).

meredith — Tired from a the kickline workout, Napping Nellie crashed out for the entire ride home freeing Vin and I up to talk about bitches, man. Bitches.