... Thers and I were married by a blind Irish judge in the upstairs room of an Irish bar in Bayside, Queens. The day was stressful, featuring a full-blown bridal snit and refusal to get married on the part of yours truly and a truly impressive last-minute save by Mother Thersites. Deeptoej gave me my favorite wedding joke pretty much ever: "I always cry at weddings with an open bar." And the teen, who was then barely seven, drank an entire pitcher of coke and ran around until she smashed her head on a stone fireplace and bled. (She was fine.)
For, you Thers. You are and always have been the measure of my dreams.
(And his real favorite video....)