The substance rarely lives up to the hype...

Oh, dear readers, how I'm sure you've yearned for this post. I've kept you in the dark for too long, and for that, I apologize. Unfortunately, as you can probably gather from the title of this post, I did not emerge from this past weekend's wedding/St. Patrick's Day festivities with any good stories. That being said, I must admit that the wedding was lovely, and the reception was probably the best I've ever been to. Now, I realize that the bride and groom probably did not intend this, but the fact that there was a steady stream of college basketball to be viewed in the bar area as an alternative to dancing easily moved this reception up the list of favorites (but it was still nowhere near as good as ours, honey. Please don't hurt me). Other than that, it was a good weekend, with the exception of the fire alarm in the hotel going off at four in the morning. That was somewhat less than amusing.

Speaking of less than amusing, I'm afraid that that pretty well sums up this rather short post. I'll try to come up with something longer and more interesting to write in the two additional nights of work I have remaining this weekend. If not, I'm afraid that you're in for a rather long wait (nothing new there, though) - the Wife and I will be in Kansas City most of the week. So, if you're really desperate for me to write something substantial and funny, then I suggest that someone "take one for the team" and get arrested for something insanely stupid.