Always a groomsmen, never a groom.

So, I went to a wedding this past weekend and just wanted to pass along a text I received the day after from a gentleman who attended as well. He was the best man, actually, and had come in from New York. He was also one of only two single guys there -- and so, of course, we were introduced to one another. Parts of the night are hazy, but I recall that we shared a couple dances...right after a couple of shots of vodka (hence, the haziness). Super-classy wedding behavior, huh? (In my defense, though, the bride -- who really is super-classy -- also indulged in a shot or two. To say the least, it was probably one of the most entertaining weddings I've ever been to.) 

At any rate, following the shots + drunken dancing, Best Man proceeded to follow me around like a lost puppy for the remainder of the night. I don't even have a clue how he got my phone number because I certainly didn't give it to him, but the next morning, I received this text from a NY area code:

"You're pretty beautiful. Last night I dreamt fantasies.
I'm in town until tomorrow. Tonight's the night?"

"I dreamt fantasies"?? Really dude? That's what you're going with? And "Tonight's the night"--with a question mark? No, tonight is not the night. No night is the night, for that matter.

I have this image of him sitting there that morning, carefully crafting this message like he's a modern day Shakespeare, thinking to himself "this is some good shit, man." 

...Here's to betting that playing best man is probably the closest he'll ever come to altar.