"So Matt, are you getting nervous yet?" He said no. This of course was at breakfast the day of the wedding. Stacy was so nervous she was shaking the entire morning.

Jump forward to the evening, waiting in the back room of the church. Matt looked at me and said, "Uh, I'm getting nervous now."

The last in a long list of screwups with the tuxedo place, Matt's shoe broke, and the sole was halfway unattached. Since this was a Catholic wedding, and Matt had to kneel, we sent Chris on an emergency run to 7-11 for some superglue.

What you DON'T see here is the gun Mr. Wurl was packing, in case Matt had second thoughts. (Just kidding.... I think.)

We came in from the pictures outside to find Matt trying to make a quick getaway.

Ravi and I were the ushers for the wedding. Since there were going to be less guests on Matt's side, we were supposed to seat people wherever. It was kind of funny, because neither one of us knew what to do or say to the people we "walked".

After much worrying and discussion, Aaron managed to pull off the groomsman job pretty well.

Here's the big entrance of the guys!

Here's Chris, the best man, walking Carmen, the maid of honor, down the aisle.

The Father of the Bride, walking the bride. Obviously, I didn't have the best camera spot.

(whispered to Matt) "If you ever break my little girl's heart, I will hunt you down like the dog you are."

They made it to the altar, no problems. I was worried that the shoe would break at any minute, so I got this picture, possibly the last one before things went bad.

Matt and Stacy exchanging vows. Matt did NOT wimp out and say, "Uh, yeah, what he said."

The kiss. AAWWWWW!

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Matt White.

Note shiteating grins on Aaron's and my faces. Ravi looks geniunely surprised.

Older, wiser, and less single.