THE WEDDING OF
ERIC AND SERENA
Well, it was a nice sunny day (but when ain’t it in
California), and off across the bridge we did go to attend the wedding. Here’s
me, Dana, Justin, and Shawn. Shawn had just got his inheritance from the
passing of his dad (guns, bows, and cash), which was in the back of his car,
and so I got to hold the very first serious firearm in my life.
Pale and tragic overload, and yes, it really does say Gothic Chapel behind us.
This is a man who is blissfully unaware that Chrys will be catching a bouquet any second, and then they’ll be getting married next. Which they did. Check the photos if you don’t believe me. Wow, superstition becomes reality, now that’s odd.
