Rebecca and I were at a wedding yesterday in New Jersey. Something about the way that state marks their streets (or doesn’t) leads to a lot of people getting lost. We ended up stopping at a gas station about 2 miles from the wedding and getting out to ask for directions. Before I could even open my mouth the attendent looked at me and said “Westmont country club – right?”. Apparently we weren’t the only ones who had made that wrong turn.

Anyway, the best part of the wedding was the toast given by the brother of the groom. He started off by saying how he was hitchhiking in Europe and got into a conversation with a guy about various wedding rituals. He had told the guy about the breaking of the glass at a Jewish wedding, and the guy had told him that apparently in his country, it’s customary for the brother of the groom (or best friend if there is no brother) to break a glass to show the bride that she has not taken the dumber of the two brothers. He was holding a glass cup and a napkin while he was saying this, so when he was done he held the napkin in his left hand, and with his right he smashed the glass cup into his head and sent shards of broken glass everywhere. It was, without a doubt, the best wedding toast I’ve ever seen.

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