Wings and (wed)Dings

Ok, so here's a belated story from the festive holiday weekend (did you allremember to carve your Labor Day pumpkins?). I was out of town for awedding. The wedding was in a Buffalo, where I knew exactly zero people. Thewedding was to contain one person I had ever met or spoken to before, thebride. Needless to say, I figured she'd be a little busy to be showing mearound town and introducing me to people. I figured I had one strategy.Start drinking early and hope that life's little "social lubricant" would beenough for me to break the ice with the 98% of the wedding who would have noidea who I was. And then at least if that didn't work I'd be plowed and notcare. And now, after my long-winded intro, a quick summary of the weekend'sevents (and let's hear it for the bride who had talked me up to everyone tothe point where people were officially searching me out at the reception,kudos).

Friday
Cocktail hour - consumed cocktails, wore an old dress shirt, discovered that my neck has gotten fat along with the rest of me, met the groom (managed not to say, "Your wife there is HOT")
Rehearsal dinner - sat with the bride and groom along with a bunch of other younger folks, tried to figure out who the single women were, answer was avery round number less than 1

Saturday
Slept in (very important)
Found a pizza place for lunch (gross)
Almost missed the shuttle to the ceremony
Wedding ceremony - cute little church, all your standard stuff, I held acandle, B&G drove off in B's father's classic Rolls (sweet ride), bus tourback to the hotel
Nap
Reception - rolled in late, how old are those cousins?, 14-yr-old tendingbar, apps are good, no sit-down dinner a bit disappointing, lots to drink
Went out with the groom's family for wings and beers
Scamming chicks in the hotel bar with the bride's dad
Passed out hammered, so drunk I got a cold

Coming this weekend, potential disaster...