Indy Fever Part 1 - Weddings - 8/20/07
Iíve attended 10 weddings in the past 15 months, each fun and wonderful in its own way. And man, and I glad to be done for a while.

In May I flew back to Minneapolis to see my high school friends Sarah and Jeff get married. As their wedding present, I shot and edited their wedding videoÖ a gift which I can only give once a decade or so, as it takes me about 80 hours of work.

At 42 minutes, the video is the third-longest thing Iíve ever edited, behind my brotherís high school football highlight video (46 minutes), and my senior year of college sketch comedy show at Northwestern (53 minutes), the latter of which almost killed me. Thereís also the epic hour-and-a-half Samurai Movie some buddies and I did senior year of high school and edited deck-to-deck at the Minneapolis Telecommunications Network, but my buddy Alex Homme did most of the editing for that, so I wonít take credit. Also, itís terrible.

Is it weird that Iíve now edited three 45-minute or more movies (meaning literally hundreds of hours in editing labs), yet am not an editor, nor have ever wanted to be?

Anyway, no more weddings for a while, and definitely no more wedding videos.

This past weekend was my buddy Patís wedding in Indianapolis, curiously, at the same exact hotel where I was a groomsman in my friend Johnís wedding last summer. You know youíve been to a lot of weddings when youíve attended multiple marriages at the same random hotel in Indiana.

Patís wedding was a diverse affair, since heís Irish-Catholic and his wife Geeta is Hindu. There were two separate ceremonies, since I donít think itís possible to combine a Catholic wedding with a Hindu wedding, so I guess technically Iíve been to 11 weddings in the past 15 months. Anyway the Catholic service was made even more diverse by the fact that most of Patís and my friends from college are Jewish. So I sat in a cburch pew with 7 Jews, in a row behind 8 Hindus, directly in front of Patís super-Catholic great aunt. I donít think she was too happy about the whole thing.

The Indian ceremony was fascinatingÖ and was also almost two hours long. This can be chiefly be attributed the priest (or whatever the clergyís title in Hindu is) feeling the need to explain every part of the ceremony at great length, since half his audience was Jewish and Catholic. Unfortunately we could understand none of this, because the sound system was poor, his accent was heavy, and we were sitting way in the back since we arrived late due to between-services naps and drinking games.

The service was still interesting, though Ė at one point I heard the priest say something about having to be careful with the ceremonial flame, because of the sprinklersÖ and next thing I know there was an 8-foot bonfire streaming out of a wooden box near the brideís dress. Apparently they got things under control before the sprinklers found out, however, or the service would have gotten really eventful.

The Indian ceremony couldnít possibly have lived up to our expectations, unfortunately. Mostly because we had convinced ourselves that Geeta would obviously be entering the room on the back of an elephant, and this discussion had quickly spiraled into there being Bengal tigers and jugglers and clowns breathing fire involved. I wanted to do an artistís conception of what we had imagined the ceremony would be like versus what it actually turned out to beÖ but, well, Iím lazy. And bad at art.



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