The wedding was interesting. Never been to a Baptist wedding before (much less a Yankee Baptist* wedding) and 'twas fascinating to note how unstructured it was compared to a Catholic wedding mass or even a solemnization of vows. Basically, it was about 20 minutes of the preacher quoting Scripture at the couple, exchanges of vows and rings, lighting of the unity candle, and that was it. Getting to the Eagles Club for the reception afterwards was a bit of an adventure - we wound up driving along two sides of a triangle, across the northern edge of Rochester and then down through the Mayo Clinic before finding the place. The reception was good, although what possessed the DJ to play Frankie Goes To Hollywood's "Relax" is beyond me. We stayed for the first couple of dances (no, I didn't) and then headed back for Minneapolis.
We hung out for a little bit at chez stuckintraffik and he showed me the trailer for Halo 3. Holy crap. This ought to be one hell of a story wrapped up in one hell of a game, well worth buying the XBox 360 for.
But today...lots of hot tea and being horizontal. Hopefully whatever this is will soon depart and not aggravate my legs. We'll see.
*I could tell they were Yankee Baptists because there was dancing and drinking at the reception. I kept expecting a card game to break out at any time. ^^