The welling was awesome!! (I'm tired again and therefore I'm in the mood of calling it a welling... it's just easier to think about it that way. 'huh??')
I'll just give a couple of good memories from that historic period of my unenchanted life. I got to Morristown from Crown Heights fifteen minutes before the Welling began. I was still dressed in my weekday clothes. It was very hectic. I ran to a friends room in the Yeshiva dorm and changed as quickly as I could. Brushed my teeth, quickly through some deoderant on and went downstairs to my only brother's wedding. I mean welling.
Walking into the Tiferes Zal for that first moment was pretty memorable. Zvi was sitting there in tie. A TIE for crying out loud!! He looked good surprisingly. I haven't seen him in one of those things for about 10 years already (I'm that old).
The Chuppah was cool. Zvi told me to sing Baruch Haboh for everyone. I ran over to like three people before the Chuppah, just to make sure that I knew the tune properly. I had never practiced for it. But, I think I did good. I actually surprised myself a bit. (EGO intended)
We had pictures after the wedding. DRABBBY. I hated the pictures. The photographer was a friend of my father, but an enemy for everyone else. He was horrible. I don't know how Zvi lasted. The guy didn't even have a sense of humor.
The dancing came and went very fast for me. I came to the hall, drank, danced, drank and danced some more. From what I hear, it was exteremely Freilach.
One awesome thing about it, was that it was a total Bochurim's party. There were like 30 ba'alei batim there, then about 100 Bochurim. The place was wild.
That's pretty much it. I'm planning on putting up a couple of more pics. Vechulu Veda"l.
I'm also going to try to update this a bit more often. I'm really tired... I feel like a spider after spinning a two foot web in a kindergarden toy box. (For some reason, this reminds me of the Pittsburgh Penguins announcer... Zvi??)