There are literally hundreds of photos from the wedding ceremony and reception, so here are just a few.
Tommy, Brooke, and Tom. The dudes had really nice Madras jackets.
That's me on the right there--with the really great posture. Julie Stump is our Reverend and Brookie in the beautiful gown is hanging on my every word. That surfboard in the left was found underneath the back deck of the Wetlands Institute.
We aren't too focused right here, but the lighting was nice. I'm looking at Brooke and wondering why she didn't look at me the entire time and Brooke is trying not to look at me 'cause she thought she would cry.
This may be the moment when the video guy was annoying me--he was blocking all the people in front and I shoo'ed him away. Not very subtle, but I'm not known for my subtlety.
Little did I know that Brooke was going to dance when we were officially married.
Gimp was the only photographer that wasn't lured away by food/booze... he nailed the golden hour photos.

Knowing my air guitar skills, I am actually playing a barre chord right there (probably a G, which is my favorite)
Can't find the photo with my own family... where is it?

Oh here it is--the Millers, a Mack, the Mayfairs, and Rafters (it's really small. Can't make it any bigger--sorry.)
Here's another, but this time with the Serwatkas and the video guy. Also small. Sorry.
Gimp getting all artsy on this one. Now you can see that I had all black slip-on Vans and a camera in my pocket (Yashica T4) the whole time.

Tom came up with this idea and I think Johnny Serwatka attached all the cans of Bush's baked beans. There was some talk of putting the infamous Bush Lies stickers on the cans. I ended up driving the van back with Johnny at the end of the night and he helped me put all the cans back in the van (Brooke had gone down in the "Party Bus"--a school bus converted for Eagles tail-gating parties).
(Click here for Part 1: The pre-Wedding stuff)
(Click here for Part 2: Getting Ready)
(Click here for Part 3: Getting Married)
(Click here for Part 4: Getting Saucy)
(Click here for Part 5: More of Getting Saucy)
(Click here for Part 6: Randoms)