I don't remember much else. I remember the camera-man asking us to make congratulatory remarks addressed to BazzukaJoe and Jessica. Joey and I took our positions and started mouthing off. I can't vouch for anything I might have said. I believe we were speaking foreign langauges most of the night. Joey was speaking Scotch; my comments were delivered in a dialect peculiar to the continent's Champagne region.
Those who have already seen the footage have inquired gently into the hidden meaning of my words.
"What the hell were you talking about?" is the general drift.
Well, I won't know until I see the footage myself (and even then, there's a good chance I won't be able to explain myself -- ask anyone who's heard me make a public presentation).
Anyway, it's getting close to a full year since that wedding and there are still regular reminders of the great time we had. They come from seemingly nowhere -- like the tourist ads that run on the radio for Philadelphia (of all places). They want you to take the family there to see the sites. And they want you to spend a few nights. The slogan:
Philly's More Fun When You Sleep Over
It's a great line. Of course, it makes me think of my godfather; everytime I hear the tagline on the commercial, I think to myself "Yeah, Uncle Philly's a lot of fun when you see him for just five minutes; sleeping over must be a total blast."
Probably not what the Chamber of Commerce had in mind when they scripted the commercials. Screw them. It's like a hat. A big hat.