Yesterday my friends J & E asked me to be the Best Man at their wedding next summer. Of course, it is a wonderful honor and I said yes immediately. I was a Best Man only once before – at my brother’s wedding – but I was much younger and dumber then, didn’t know what I was doing, and I didn’t know the other guys in the wedding party. This time will be different . . . So, apart from the crazy stripper stories, please share with me any ideas you have for my Best Man responsibilities . . .
And many thanks to J & E for the honor. I am touched . . .