The Beav according to Beav

Still crazy after all these years.

Saturday, July 17, 2004

What fun!

All of us at work went to Busch Gardens yesterday.  That was a fun time.  At one point, there was a "street show" going on (in Aquitane, France) in which 2 girls from New Jersey are in France looking for a story (aspiring journalists, you know).  They can't find one, so they're going to make one up, so they grab a couple from the crowd around them, etc...  It just so happens that just as I was walking away to avoid a headache from the Fran Drescher style accents, they grabbed Jerry - a buddy of mine - and his wife.  Stop, reverse, get the camera.
I have at least 30 pictures of him in a beret and her in a pink feather boa, (badly) acting out a scene of tempestuous romance.  Man, that's some serious blackmail money.
I suppose it's time for another marquee.  "When faith goes to market, it always takes a basket."  I have absolutely no idea what that is supposed to mean or signify.  I've been trying for roughly a week to figure out some sort of analogy or metaphor where that works and means something, preferably something profound, but I have to admit, I'm stumped.
Please, if you've got an idea, let me know...the comments link is just under my sig.

Monday, July 05, 2004

Wedding stories

It was a fun time in Denver. Good to see the whole family again. And I got to see a Rockies game. But, by far, the best part about it was the wedding. It was such a beautiful ceremony, done entirely by friends. My toast, despite the almost non-existent planning, went well. (I actually got several compliments on it.) It went something like this:

"Hi. I'm the best man today, and that means I get to make the toast. I thought about what I was going to say, tossed around a few ideas. And then I thought maybe I'll just wing it. When I told Kevin, he said two words to me: Wing it! So here goes. There will be hard times, later, when you'll be tempted to say something in anger. Before you do, take a deep breath, look her in the eye, remember today, and say 'I love you.' I'd also like to give you the best bit of advice I ever got: keep each other laughing. Finally, I hope you both find as much joy as Saundra and I do, and more."

I also got to meet my new in-laws (inlaw-inlaws?) and I am pleased. Without exception, they are wonderful people and I can't wait to see more of them.

My dad proved his engineering juju while we were getting ready. Instead of ties, we wore a sort of disc over our top button (looked really sharp, too). Well, one of the ring bearers' (my sister's boys) discs fell off the clamping mechanism thing. Instantly everyone ran over to where the band was setting up for some duct tape, but there was none. My dad found someone with some chewing gum, chewed it for a minute, then pulled a small piece off to stick the pieces together. That, I believe, is the first time I've actually seen someone use gum for construction.

A fantastic time was had by all.


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