Friday night we headed to Madison with Todd and Steph because we both had weddings to go to. We arrived at Graham’s on the West side about eight. We had a couple bloodies there and then did the Madison bar crawl of all our old hangouts. We got a small bite to eat at Johnny-O’s, then drank a Real Thing at the Red Shed, drank some stiffies at the hot as blazes Monday’s, cooled off at Brothers and ended up at faithful Church Key. After we finished our crawl we headed to our respective pizza joints and met up post grease for the ride home. We had our trusty CDL carrying driver Graham to take us home so we had no worries. Once we got in the car to go to Graham’s, T and Steph passed out cold. Once to Graham’s we tried to wake everyone up but Todd was straight passed out so he got to sleep in the car all night. I think he said he ended up waking up about five and actually coming in the house. Day one down.

Saturday we had our wedding. Angie Sampson got married to Nick Krey. The whole day was great. We went to the ceremony and it was very nice. We did learn later on the church was actually robbed the night before. The thieves didn’t do any damage to the main part of the church but they trashed the offices and took some computers. Someone was watching out for Angie and Nick because the thieves also left the dresses and tuxes behind. Once the ceremony was over I had a little party to go to that my buddy Tyler was throwing. I was in town and I would’ve felt bad if I didn’t pop in. So J and I went there for a drink and checked out Tyler’s pad in Verona. We had to leave after about an hour to meet up with the wedding at The Great Dane South. Once there we talked, played some Golden Tee, and a little shuffle puck. After a couple beers we all headed to the nights final destination, the Radisson on the West side. This really is the way to do a wedding. The reception and our hotel room were under the same roof. Once at the reception we did the normal wedding things. Ate a good dinner, drank some cocktails, danced and met some new people. I did have a traumatic experience at this wedding that will forever scar me. I had had a couple beers so I needed to use the lavatory. These were really nice spacious bathrooms and I happened to be the only one in there at the time so I was taking my time, enjoying the flow, when all of a sudden the door flies open and I see Jamie Thomas leading the conga line through the men’s bathroom while I’m doing my business. The surprised look on my face must’ve been priceless. I had my pants zipped up in 1/10th of a second and I was done. The only problem is I could move anywhere because I was trapped by the damn conga line. So finally the line passed me and I was able to get to the door. At this point everyone had already congaed by me once so I was a nice guy and held the door open for them, oh the humanity. The wedding went until about 12:30. After everything wound down we headed to the hotel bar where we thought everyone was going to be but apparently everyone went to bed after the wedding because we were the only ones in there. We spent the rest so the night conversing with a very funny, very openly gay bartender and listened to his stories. We also met some cool bike builder guys some South Carolina. We stayed there until bar time and then took the elevator home.