Thursday, February 3, 2011

Prompt #8: A Night to Remember

“White Wedding” (Billy Idol)
“It’s a nice day for a white wedding…” It was not long ago that I was an attendee to a white wedding myself. The particular extravaganza was set in the luxurious location of Las Vegas, Nevada, in which Justin’s brother, Travis, was the one to be wed. The actual site was located near the Vegas strip, and it was just big enough for both the ceremony and reception to take place. The ceremony was short and sweet, giving the over-joyed parents enough to savor, but also allowing the rest of the guests not to lose focus. Once the ceremony was over, and the newly wed couple turned for their introduction as husband and wife, The Darkness was spouted out from the speakers surrounding us, “I believe in a thing called love; just listen to the rhythm of my heart!” It was such an informal yet perfect song to play as they exited down the rose covered aisle.

“Who’s that guy?” (Grease 2)
  Soon after the ceremony, all of the guests were escorted into the reception hall where we quickly found that an open bar was to be served till the end of the fabulous evening. Amongst our family and friends, we have a term used to describe a person who overly drinks and unfortunately loses self-control, and makes a complete fool of himself; we call this person, “that guy.” And from cocktail hour till the end of what was to become an embarrassing evening, Justin’s cousin Brian, was determined to be “that guy.”

“Shots” (Lil Jon and LMFAO)
  Have you ever heard of the song, “Shots,” by Lil Jon and LMFAO, in which they sing, “Shots, shots, shots, shots…?” Well that is exactly the song I could imagine Brian was thinking as he continued to devour one shot after another shot after another shot. Pretty soon Brian was so belligerent, no one could keep him off the dance floor, and I’m not really one to judge, but the flailing of the arms and awkward hip movements didn’t seem like any two-step I had ever seen before.

“I Had the Time of My Life” (Dirty Dancing)
  Eventually, the night began to come to a close. Last call at the bar was announced, and soon the last song was going to play, and who would have guessed it, but the classic version of “I Had the Time of My Life,” from the movie, “Dirty Dancing,” began to play. And I guess due my close proximity to Brian, I was chosen to perform the dance with him. So everything seemed to be moving along without too many stumbling motions until the very last climax in the song was approaching (you know when in the movie “Dirty Dancing,” Patrick Swayze lifts Jennifer Grey into the air). Well, without hesitation Brian decided that he wanted to reenact that portion of the movie, but forgot to give me any forewarning, so when the song reached the climax, I was lifted up into Brian’s arms, clumsily twirled around a few times, until he was unable to control his balance, and we toppled onto a nearby table. Luckily, the table was clear of any innocent bystanders; even so, it still took a few groomsmen to help remove him from on top of me, as his strength to pull himself off seemed to have eluded him at that time. 

    Fortunately though, the night ended on that note, and the very next day, Brian was so hung over, he didn’t even remember the entire incident. So I guess the saying, “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas,” is true due to the fact that alcohol helps to block any recollection of the events, therefore preventing any further disclosure from occurring.

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