Today Sisser wed Sgt. Killer. I sang for them and we had a party. Woo hoo.

But it wouldn't have been an affair of my family without a few laughs. I'm still trying to find out how many of these we have on video, but among the activities today were the following:

- Putting on The Colonel's cummerbund requiring both my efforts and those of my brother.
- Grandpa losing his place in the ceremony and saying, "For that reason a man shall leave his wife and cleave to his wife..."
- Brother's Girlfriendiancé being mistaken for no less than three inaccurate races.
- My baby cousin being perfectly placid in my arms until I told her that we were related. Then she began to scream and cry.
- Me toasting Sisser and Sgt. Killer with the wish that they have kids quickly to get Crackhead and the Colonel off mine and Beeki's backs.
- The Colonel sweating up a storm on the dance floor to "Mustang Sally."
- Crackhead wishing she'd had a few beers before the ceremony.
- Brother, Sisser, and me taking an action photo of karate kicks in full wedding regalia.
- Great Uncle with pant legs tucked into his socks.
- Guests who brought a screaming child to the ceremony and didn't think that it would be a good idea to take him out of earshot of the echo-y sanctuary.
- The Cachinnator posing like a GQ cover model in his rented tux.

So... all in all a pretty fun day. Photos and videos to come.