I went to a wedding last weekend. I had a really great time, with my pants on thank you very much.

When I got back to Huntsville I still had a post-wedding buzz going on for a couple days afterwards. I think it was around tuesday or wednesday that the not so fresh, next day, emotional hangover settled in and cleared out. I definitely want to be a best man at more weddings. Now I know the secret handshakes and stuff that go along with it. I'd never participated in a wedding this much before and it was much better than just being a spectator.

I am grateful that was there and ready to take pictures with my camera because I was indisposed.

The bachelors of the csbgroup cling together. Who's next?

Michael and Maria had three readings during the ceremony. I got to read a poem. embarassing disclosure I've discovered since July that I really like reading poetry out loud. Rilke has probably been the most fun.

The money shot. I got a feeling this kiss won't end.

It's the wedding party. We looked damn swass in our duds.

The location was great. Right as the ceremony began a great wind kicked up and lightning began coming down around us. It was a righteous, powerful moment. I thought it was going to rain but it didn't until the last few people left the wedding site. Jennifer captured the clouds crawling through the trees and mountains with a great shot here.

This is the crew with the cool cabin on top of ol' Smokey. I almost died coming down the mountain the day of the wedding as my car skidded for the edge of the twisty mountain road. Since the road didn't have a guard rail I was hoping I'd hit a tree but luckily the tires caught about ten feet before the 90 degree turn and jerked me away from the edge. It had rained that morning.

I'd never believed in weddings or ceremonies before. I'd only been to three that I can remember and I was never part of the wedding party. I was really swept up in this one. I felt a part of something much bigger than me. I don't really have relatives outside immediate family so that might be weird. But I can fondly imagine my friends wishing me well as I walk into the sunset with my bride. It was certainly a powerful experience for me and has made me appreciate the ritual a great deal more.