Wedding Pictures

Oh hell yes, Here are the pictures:

Okay so I didn't take any pictures till the day of the wedding. There were cameras flying everywhere and I will probably get copies of those pictures but here are the few I took.

First there are some pictures from the chapel. NO pictures of the service of course because I was on stage doing my duties as best man.

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http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/jordanmomleigh.jpg
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So we took a bunch of professional pictures, inside/outside, blah, bleh. After the pictures us boys went to the park and chilled out. I swung on the swings and tire swing by the tire swing just about made me puke.

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http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/jorbethdance1.jpg
http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/jorbethdance2.jpg

Here are some cute pictures of Jordan and Bethany. I think these are the only serious pictures from lot of snapshots. I dig the one where they are real close and their eyes are closed. I also dig the fact you can lisa stuffing her face in the background of table picture. (oh comedy)

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http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/petejordan.jpg
http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/petetab.jpg
http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/stanjen.jpg

These four pictures don't do the dance floor justice. I gotta get some of the wedding photos from other people because we rockin this mother. I was cutting a crazy ass rug.

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http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/bethanyrobincigarcash.jpg
http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/marietapat1.jpg
http://www.geocities.com/ryckblase/marietapat2.jpg

Ah yes, the cigar smoking. This was my idea. Right before the ceremony started I said, we need some cigars. We are gonna smoke em and live like fat cats. The only request I had was no Swischer Sweets and of course Robin deliver Swischer Sweets. They were tasty but I wanted a nice cigar. Those pictures of Marieta and I rock. She was a lot of fun. If you can tell from the pictures she is wearing my vest. She said her top was damn constrictive, I would just like to think she wanted to wear my close.

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And the following day everyone looked like those two guys. Beat and just draggin on. I was the only one who was full of piss and vinegar. I am a morning, day, night person. Anytime you need it, I can be on.


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