Wedding, and Denny's

Dave and Nickie

I've actually had a lot to write about, it's just that I'm never near the internet to write about it. There's some good stories from Cincy, and then of course my bro's bachelor party, but those seem so long ago I probably won't do a good job of recalling the details. So I'll just tell the most recent. I'm calling it the "Wedding, and Denny's", because that's exactly what it is, Dave's wedding, and then a good Denny's story that could only happen to me. Of course I will spend most of the time on the Denny's story *make sure to read story below

Dave and Nickie's (whom I will from here on out call Big Nic) wedding was a blast for me. I can't remember a time when I've been more excited for a weekend. Big Nic is the girl for Dave, and Dave is the guy for her, so I was just happy for it all to finally happen. I came in on Friday morning, and Dave, my dad, me and little Mark went and tried on the tux's. Good thing we did, cause Dave had pants with a size 38 waist. After that, we had some time to kill, so Dave and I took a nap (I was actually quite sick, suffering from a Hep A relapse). When we woke up, it was go time. We had the rehearsal, and then the rehearsal dinner. At the rehearsal dinner everyone had a time to tell stories about Dave or Big Nic, but I bowed out saying I wanted to save my voice for the following day. It was hilarious to hear all the stories, and of course to finally get a good nickname for Nickie. At about 10, it was time for people to get going, so we all went up to our hotel rooms, leaving everyone behind. Of course all of the groomsmen wanted to party in our room cause we had a deck, but after a little bit of conversation Dave and I decided to get them out so that he could have a good night sleep. That's just what big bro's do I guess. We threw a couple back on the deck, had a couple of sticks, talked a bit, and then headed to bed. The wedding day was beautiful. I don't have any pictures of the ceremony yet, but soon enough I will post them. Little Mark did, however, yell out in the middle of their ceremony that his pants were hot, and then came up to the groomsmen and sat down at my feet and proceeded to talk. Nothing you can do about an energetic 5 year old at a wedding. The reception was fun, I gave the Best Man speech which seemed to go better than planned, and then Jenna gave the Maid of Honor speech which also seemed to go better than planned. We decorated their car by putting a tree on the top of it, and then of course plastered it with sexual content and writing. Good times, Good times.

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Now for my typical "I almost got shot" story. I'm going to start off by saying, I think I almost got shot. You see after the wedding, some of us decided to go out for the night. Some of us being me, Krone, Carter, Jenna, Kristen, Hannah (sp?), Kasperson, Cornmen, etc. The wedding had ended by like 5:00, so we went back, got a hotel room, played some games, and then went dancing until about 3:00 in the morning. After the dancing, some of us decided we were hungry, so we went and stopped by the local Denny's. It was only Kristen, Carter, Hannah, Jenna, Krone, Kasperson, and myself at this point. We got a table, and Jenna and Kasperson decided they weren't hungry, so they headed back to the Red Roof Inn (one block away). Krone went outside for a smoke, so only four of us were left at the table. All of a sudden, two big African American men came up to our table, obviously high or drunk, and demanded that we give back their cellphone because they had left it at our table. I gently told them we didn't have it, and they basically told us Bullshit. I didn't know what to say after that, so I just kind of sat there looking up at these guys. Then they just started to scream, WHERE THE F@#$ IS IT, WHO THE F$#@ HAS IT? I KNOW ONE OF YOU CRACKER A@@ MOTHERF@#$$#@ HAS IT, SO JUST TELL US. NOW. Now you might think I'm exagerating, but I'm really not. This is how it went down. It was unbelieavable how loud they were yelling at us, one of them in particular. Denny's, by the way, is completely full, we even had to wait for a table. At this point, the whole restaraunt is completely still and quiet, listening to the action at our table. You would think after the above statements they had for us, they would quit. But oh no, it had just started. They screamed at us for a good 5 minutes, maybe longer. They even knew we were staying at the Red Roof Inn cause they saw "two white people" leave the restaraunt and go over there (Jenna and Kasperson). They were screaming their lungs out wanting to know what room we were in, because they just KNEW that someone had their cell phone. I sarcastically told them that didn't just have one room, but "A LOT" of rooms, so "they had their work cut out for them". They didn't appreciate that comment, and the swears just kept coming. I've never heard such racial slurs, or profanity, thrown out so frequently in a sentence. Then, Krone came back in from his smoke, and noticed the whole place quiet with some African American guys at our table screamin their heads off (or their lungs out, depending on how you want to look at it). Krone came over, and it even got worse. Now these guys were threatening to SHOOT us. At this point, I'm pretty sure the manager had already called the cops, but I saw a bunch of people at tables nearby pick up their cell phones to call cops. Two minutes later, the cops were there, and the guys got arrested for threatening to kill us. They asked us if we wanted to press charges, but we gracefully declined, hoping they would remain in jail until we left the following morning.

more to come, don't give up on this blog yet.