Monday, March 03, 2003
Superstition |3:42 AM|
I attended a wedding this past Saturday. If anyone is curious about what it looked like, the pictures are in
cheapo gallery 3.*
During the reception, there was the traditional garter toss. The single males were lined up and the groom threw the garter towards us, over his back. The men in this group were acting as though the garter itself was radioactive. They cowered like mice in a trap factory, thinking that the moment they touched the thrown undergarment, that a ring would be on their finger. "There's a ring on my finger my family is coming into town, I've got this tux on and
I don't know who I'm marrying!". I ended up being the guy who picked the garter off the ground, since I'm immune to such superstitions. Now I've got a free souvenir.
PortalStar commented on my lack of superstitions. I refused to throw salt over my shoulder after spilling it, I'm not worried about suddenly being married, I pick coins off the ground tails-side down or not, it just doesn't faze me. I didn't even notice other people's continuation to be frightened of such things until my own total lack of concern on the matter was pointed out to me by Star.
As I may have noted down here before, I don't wish people good luck, most of the time. I'll say it when I think they'll appreciate it, but most of the time I'll stick to "I hope it works out" or "Hope you get the best possible outcome.". This is a deliberate change over the last couple years, and I don't have to try nearly as hard anymore to avoid saying "good luck". It all ties in to my near-desperate desire to control my own fate.
*
This image needs some explanation. At a local restaurant, the upper bar is visible from the eating area, and someone in the group with whom I was eating noticed a woman's ass hanging out above us. Her low rider jeans and thong was displaying her tuckus to the entire restaurant. Only after the picture was taken did someone let her know, and she tied a jacket around her lower body. I headed up and bought their table drinks, though since I did it through the proxy of the waiter I never found out their reaction. A note was delivered with the booze (Written by another person in my party, since my handwriting sucks) "Sorry if we embarrassed you, we were just impressed. Drink these and be merry").
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
';
//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
/// echo '
