Also, brides are crazy, and wedding dresses are insane, and OMG have any of you ever been to a lesbian wedding where they're both being the bride? FUCKED UP. (Often, lesbian weddings are much more low-key than your other-type weddings, but when they go bad? Oh, the drama...)

That actually might be a good argument against gay marriage. Please, let us spare the children from TWO Bridezillas.

That actually might be a good argument against gay marriage. Please, let us spare the children from TWO Bridezillas.

Heh. They can BE married, just don't let them GET married, see...no weddings! Must be married by judge! No dresses allowed, no attendants!

So I was rollerblading in Riverside park today, leisurely going along the nice bike/skate path they have there, when suddenly I was hit from behind by a bicyclist.

Ouch.

He flew further than I did, what with the whole bike vs. skates thing, but seemed not much more hurt (though he wasn't wearing wrist guards, so his palms were a little abraded) - both of us now sport rather gross cuts on our elbows, and some miscellaneous leg scrapes (mine is uglier, cuz it was hit by a bike.)

Naturally, I ended up apologizing a lot, as I do whenever something like that happens, and doing my best to make sure he was okay. He gave grumpy looks and suggested I "go less wide" in the future (his English wasn't so good). I felt rather sheepish, and sad for his broken bike, as I skated off towards home to apply what first aid was required.

It took me about a minute before I realized, "Wait a minute... why do I feel bad? HE hit ME from BEHIND. He ran me down! What was I supposed to do, hear his silent approach and dive for the flower beds so he could speed past uninterrupted by the common courtesy of avoiding collisions?"

So now I'm annoyed, and nursing a slightly oozing elbow cut.

Heh. They can BE married, just don't let them GET married, see...no weddings! Must be married by judge! No dresses allowed, no attendants!

Or it's an actual virtue to the current patchwork legality. If you marry once in Canada and once in Massachusetts, say, that's one wedding per bride(zilla), and you avoid duelling SPECIAL DAYYYYSS!

Owww, Gris! That sucks. What a punk.

Both Hec and Jilli would love my t-shirt as it says "Bite Me" and features a sexy woman's mouth with fangs...it is total coincidence that I'm seeing dad and stepmonster today...yeah, coincidence.

Note for self: I can take a Flexeril at 3, Vicodin anytime.

Ah, I remember that particular drug cocktail with great fondness....and not much clarity as to details.

Good grief Gris. A little warning that he was coming up on you from behind would have prevented the whole thing. Hope the ouchy heals quickly.

Good choice erika.

It's 5 mg of the Flexeril and I am only taking half the Vicodin, so there's more clarity than I would expect. Not that I give a shit, of course, cause of the p[fddddd[-0ptfrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrdruuuuuuugs.

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