Boy weds a Girl

Did you know that it snows in late April in Calgary? I definitely did not know this, and you could easily tell if you were to inspect my Calgary packing job. One hoodie. A suit for the wedding. And a fashionable windbreaker. And then the rest shorts and tee shirts. Not exactly clothes you are expected to pack when there is snow on the ground and the temperature dips below zero. But then again, its exactly the type of clothes you WOULD pack when traveling on the brink of May to a destination that doesnt rhyme with Smarkttica or Diberia. Like seriously, snow at this time of year? Its beyond stupid, its ... lets say... poopid. Not only that, but given my justified annoyances and complaints, in complete contrast, the weather was greeted and treated with profound ambivalence by locals. "Ehhh.. welcome to our Winter Wonderland, what can you do. It can snow any month here." Is that the best you can do? Not even any marked insecurity with a rolodex of canned excuses? This just gives me yet another reason to hate the Calgary Flames; the city where they reside has ludicrous weather, which seems to go along with their ludicrous fans (HA! I kid, but then again I dont).

So my buddy Adam got married to his girlfriend Nathalie this weekend, which really means another rare reunion party with friends who are now increasingly scattered and disconnected around the globe. Two friends of which, Matty and Mark, gave me a bit of a hard time for not doing more of this typing which I do now; submitting blog posts. Its as if I didnt feel bad enough already. Its just that sometimes Im lazy. I figured after 5 years, people reading would of maybe noticed by now. Like comeon, Im Noli.

The wedding this weekend was a special one that transcended the disasterous meteorological conditions, one Im glad I did not miss. No regrets and almost a pleasure to fly through 7 time zones to join in (and be fed so well. Im really in the need for some cardio). Adam is one of my few triple threat friends: 1) Charisma: A completely genuine, likable and personable cat, one of those rare peoples that gets along with everyone; that guy that you can't help liking after just the first few moments of meeting him. 2) Intelligence: He's an especially smart dude, one of those types you get jealous of because he makes learning seem easy. And somehow he manages this without exposing an ounce arrogance, simply projecting like any everyday average guy, who struggles like everyone else. 3) Looks: Some say if you were drunk enough, squinted your eyes and tilted your head at the correct angle, then wore rose colored sunglasses, he may seem to look like Bill Guerin. If that actually means anything or could be used to an advantage of some sort.

And then he found and married a girl just as rare and that's quite possibly an improvement on him. She even looks like a celebrity herself... um.. whatshername.. Judging Amy.

Unfortunately Adam dodged a major bullet... no embarrassing stories. Now what's the fun in that? People who know him KNOW how lucky he got by keeping all the embarrassing skeletons in the closet. And lets just say Im sure he tried very hard in order to make this happen, by laying down strict ground rules for wedding announcements and speeches, insisting all public speaking be kept down to under 3 nanoseconds. This is what you do when you've been known to be photographed in speedos. You see, Adam was my roommate when he first started dating Nat. And I have a wealth of stories, just from the first 3 dates alone. It seems so unfair... like what good is a wedding if you cant roast your friend? He completely sidestepped that landmine. Of course he did wear a body painted Flames Bertuzzi jersey to a Colorado Avalanche home game for his stag, but that doesnt count because it never got onto the jumbotron or youtube.

PS... Youd think with the amount I fly I would of done this already by now, but this was the first post Ive ever written on a plane. AC Flight 584, Calgary to New York. It was the peer pressure from Mark and Matty. I hope they are happy.

PPS... Weather over here in NYC and Bangor, ME at the moment? in the high 80s Farenheit! See, told you Calgary sucks.