It involved me climbing down a freeway embankment in flip flops.
I figure some of you want to know about how the wedding went down yesterday. But you gotta wait, for my version at least, because I'm writing about it for the "L.A. Weekly." It's just not a real marriage if you can't figure out a way to make money off of it.
Meanwhile,
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e_ticket posted some pics of us from yesterday. And I know that the Reverend Xtreem Aaron took a few while we were waiting for AAA to come rescue us late yesterday afternoon. Post-post-wedding, on our way to e_tic's brother's house (for use of his pool), one of our tires decided to disintegrate on the freeway so we pulled over. It was ridiculous. I had on swimtrunks and flip-flops, something you'll see me in only rarely.
If anyone else on LJ who was at the wedding posts about it, I'll link you to that. And now it's off to Firestone to have the donut-tire replaced with a real one.
