I like parties, but I don't like pinatas. Pinatas promote the beating of flamboyant animals. Look, there's a donkey with pizazz. Let's kick its ass.
~Demetri Martin
(from Adam's away message)

Good news... Ali got married to Mr. Joey Fones today. The couple was just too cute, and I couldn't believe how lovely it was. Yes, seeing my college friend Rachel get hitched was crazy, but I only knew her when she was already Allan's girlfriend. Ali and I go way back. I'm talking the preschooler sunday school class at First Presbyterian.
Highlights- getting a corsage because I was a punch-server, the chocolate layer of the wedding cake, the awesome folding fans for the outdoor ceremony, the Keisel Park setting
Not-so-Highlights- the white layer of the wedding cake, decorating the get-away car (not the finest job I've ever seen)
I brought home a chunk of cake so I could participate in a favorite superstitious activity- supposedly, putting a piece of cake under your pillow (in a ziplock bag, of course) will cause you to dream about your future husband. My coworkers had never heard of such a tradition, but I like it anyway and now I have proof I didn't make it up (sixth paragraph down). Not that I'm dying to get married; I just don't like suspense. Also, I like to involve cake in as many aspects of my life as possible. I think Steph has my back on that one.