Grabbed from the newspaper:

A Seattle man died this month of a perforated colon after engaging in sex with a horse. While we at Post Mortem feel sorry for the man — there but for the grace of God, etc. — we feel even sorrier for the poor soul who had to deliver his eulogy. Among the possible approaches:

• We’re not here to mark his death, we’re here to mark the non-bestiality portions of his life.
• You know, his parents never should have bought him that anatomically correct rocking horse.
• If you miss him, as I do, stomp your hoof twice.
• In lieu of flowers, the family has asked that donations of carrots and apples be made to area stables.
• Horse walks into a bar. Bartender says, “Why the long face?” And similarly, we should ask ourselves here today, “Why the long faces?”
• If, as the Buddhists say, life is suffering, then he was fully alive.
• There are worse ways to die. I’m just having trouble thinking of any.
• He’s asked to be buried face-down in a pet cemetery.

This entry is set to appear when the ceremony is over, so if you can read this it means that I’ve officially tied the knot.

We just found out last week that we are having another baby. Looks to be due sometime near Feb. 2006.

Incredible reunion for 4 songs. I watch the broadcast every day because I never thought I would see this day.

Read the concert blog.
Watch the show (scroll down for Pink Floyd)

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Follow-up to this:

Wedding day is July 22, 2005 at 10:30am. Reception party will be on July 23 at 6:00pm(?).