I have returned to the land of Busch Light and patriotic-themed lighters for my younger brother's wedding and I think that to compare my journey to the abridged version of Homer's Odyssey would be apt. The bride-to-be's dad and step-mom took us to dinner last night at the Height's Supper Club, the nicest place in town. My dad ordered a smoked pork chop the size of a car battery and I think everyone else had the chicken cordon bleu with a side of hashbrowns covered in nacho cheese sauce (delicious). After dinner I sojourned to Cedar Rapids for an evening of college football and light beer with my friends and some of their friends who have names like 'Shooter' and 'Randy' and make lots of gay jokes, which is refreshing after living in an erudite, socialist, environmentally sensitive university town for so long. Their dog Wrigley has been trained to take a dog treat out of a human mouth so a fair amount of dog-kissing went on last night as well.
My mom and I are going to get pedicures here in a second and I think I'll ask for a discount seeing as I only have 7.5 toenails to pedicure. Tonight is the rehearsal dinner, so I should probably get started on some sort of inappropriate toast to make. Later.
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