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I took the day off from work today to attend some friends' quickie 1 Centre Street wedding. For all of you non-New Yorkers, that means one of those government building/Justice of the Peace weddings where the people getting married usually go back to work afterward. That's how my husband and I got married, almost three years ago. Instead of an American-Irish union, though, this one was American-Japanese. I'm very happy that a visa renewal situation has brought yet another two people in love together to take the great matrimonial leap. I was lucky it worked out so blissfully for me. But anyhoo, here are some pics I took of this beautiful day:


Here's where we met:



The ghetto-fabulousness of a city wedding:





The adorable bride and groom:



This is during the ceremony. They both look quite serious. It happens so fast that you don't have to time to really process much. The same Justice of the Peace that married me and my husband was there today. She was the one who kept saying my name as if it were a Spanish name, and that's exactly what she did to my friend today, even though she has a Japanese name. That lady's a gas. Afterbirth and Anaxerete were at my wedding, so they know what it was like. Not only that, but that's where they also got married years ago.



So, the weather is beautiful today. So clear, sunny, and warm. It's a nice break from the blahs we've been suffering from. This is one of the many handsome buildings in the Chambers area of downtown Manhattan.



This is the bride and groom after the ceremony, looking fabulous. She was so cute today. She was wearing an X Girl dress with white pumps and green beads.



This is the Federal Building. I think it looks really cool juxtaposed against the classical-style buildings. But there's no juxtaposition in this shot, sorry. Just a closeup. (Can you spot the vents?)



These are some nice shade trees that we sat under as we waited for the bride and groom to emerge from the city building. My husband kept trying to warn me that I was going to sit on pigeon shit and I was all like, ah, who cares, I don't see anything. Lo and behold, I sat in pigeon shit and it happened to be positioned right over my butthole when I stood up. So it looked like I crapped on my pretty blue dress. I managed to rub it off so that it was fairly invisible.



We walked from 1 Centre Street to Canal Street to have lunch at New Pasteur, which is an amazing Vietnamese restaurant. Their food is delicious and it is extremely cheap. Like $3.50 to $8 for heaps of fresh, wonderful food. I had the BBQ beef with vermicelli, and I couldn't even finish it. This is a typical Centre Street scene in Chinatown: a NYC Yellow Cab and a shop selling sheap Chinese wares.




All in all, it was a lovely day and I was glad to have taken the day off to join in the ceremony.







Also, enjoy this YouTube I found this morning. I didn't think I had room for another website addiction, but I can't get enough videos of animals acting cute or misbehaving.

* This is some funny shit, yo. Talking Cats





OK, CRAP. I HAD SOME OTHER GREAT YOU TUBES ON HERE, BUT APPARENTLY, YOU CAN ONLY POST ONE AT A TIME. I SHALL ENDEAVOR TO REMEMBER TO POST THE OTHER ONES SOON.

Toodles....