Portraits

The Wedding Party

Come ON, this picture is fabulous! When he was setting it up, I thought it would be totally cheesy, but for some reason I love it.

Here is Andy's posse. They don't get their own page like my gals did, so I'll tell you who they are right quick. From the left: my nephew Timmy, my brothers Dennis and Kevin, Andy's friend Eriq, Andy's friend (and the best man) Mike, and my friend Joe. Here's a fun game: how many of them have a slightly annoyed look on their face, and was this intentional?

Andy, what's with those sleeves?

[We were s'posed to look like tough guys. We crossed our arms all menacing-like, while we sang "We are the Bears Shufflin' Crew / Shufflin' on down / Doin' it for you" and Mike the Photographer crawled around on the ground. Finally, he snaps pix, ruined only by my sleeves and dopey smirk. But hey, ALL my pictures here have a dopey smirk. -- Andy]

I have no comment about this picture aside from the fact that everyone looks really teeny tiny, which is kind of a bummer. I

Andy's sister Susanna, his dad, his dad's wife Gail, and little Cinda.

Andy and his mom

My family, too numerous to name and probably they don't even want their picture here anyway. However, I did enjoy that the whole family turned out in my favorite color: black.

My friend Kathryn's wedding was at her parent's house in a big fluffy tent. They had many port-o-lets, and they even had a child-sized toity. At one point during the evening (probably after a few beers), I decided it would be a good idea to squeeze into the children's port-o-let, as the line for the adult booths was pretty long. I was wearing this jumpsuit kind of outfit, and had most of it unbuttoned (kind of hard to do when you're squatting because you're too tall for the bathroom) when, from the dance floor, I heard the opening strains of a BoDeans song that I had requested. I buttoned up that jumpsuit and burst out of the children's port-o-let and lurched across the lawn towards the dance floor and ran...smack into Kathryn's dad. "Easy there!" he told me.

On to my feeble bladder, or go back to the wedding home.

	Come ON, this picture is fabulous! When he was setting it up, I thought it would be totally cheesy, but for some reason I love it.
Here is Andy's posse. They don't get their own page like my gals did, so I'll tell you who they are right quick. From the left: my nephew Timmy, my brothers Dennis and Kevin, Andy's friend Eriq, Andy's friend (and the best man) Mike, and my friend Joe. Here's a fun game: how many of them have a slightly annoyed look on their face, and was this intentional?
	Andy, what's with those sleeves? [We were s'posed to look like tough guys. We crossed our arms all menacing-like, while we sang "We are the Bears Shufflin' Crew / Shufflin' on down / Doin' it for you" and Mike the Photographer crawled around on the ground. Finally, he snaps pix, ruined only by my sleeves and dopey smirk. But hey, ALL my pictures here have a dopey smirk. -- Andy]
I have no comment about this picture aside from the fact that everyone looks really teeny tiny, which is kind of a bummer.	I
	Andy's sister Susanna, his dad, his dad's wife Gail, and little Cinda.
Andy and his mom
	My family, too numerous to name and probably they don't even want their picture here anyway. However, I did enjoy that the whole family turned out in my favorite color: black.
My friend Kathryn's wedding was at her parent's house in a big fluffy tent. They had many port-o-lets, and they even had a child-sized toity. At one point during the evening (probably after a few beers), I decided it would be a good idea to squeeze into the children's port-o-let, as the line for the adult booths was pretty long. I was wearing this jumpsuit kind of outfit, and had most of it unbuttoned (kind of hard to do when you're squatting because you're too tall for the bathroom) when, from the dance floor, I heard the opening strains of a BoDeans song that I had requested. I buttoned up that jumpsuit and burst out of the children's port-o-let and lurched across the lawn towards the dance floor and ran...smack into Kathryn's dad. "Easy there!" he told me.