A big weekend wedding passed. I’m very happy for my buddy, Matt. I didn’t lose a friend. I gained a partner in evil.

Seems everyone is getting married lately.

Being a best man reminded me that I like public speaking. My day job rarely calls for it, but I can stand and deliver. Must have struck a chord; the mom in law gave me a kiss immediately after and said, “Come over anytime. Don’t call. Just come over.”

Needless to say, it was a hell of a nice thing to hear after not sleeping for two nights leading up to the ceremony. The gin helped, too.

And now it’s back to work. Covered 5 more pages Sunday afternoon. Rust never stops.