Scene: late weekday night as my eyes are fluttering closed.
Ray: "What kind of music do you want to play at the wedding?"
Callie: "You mean you *want* to have a DJ now? We can dance?"
Ray: "No, I mean at the *wedding.*"
Callie: "Oh. I hadn't thought about it. Maybe we can get the organist to play 'Light My Fire.' "
Ray: (makes a comment that demonstrates his complete lack of knowledge of The Doors)
Callie: (Educates Ray about The Doors, decides not to bring up other organ-heavy song of the flower child age, "Whiter Shade of Pale.")
Ray: "Oh." (discussion of classic wedding song thingies ensues, as well as fact that we don't need to make any decisions right away)
Callie: "And then there's 'Ave Maria.' Remember on 'Reno 911' when Jim Dangle plays it on the banjo for someone's wedding? I would take that. Or if Here Comes Treble sang a cappella. Actually, that's non-negotiable for me."
Ray: "That's right, he played the banjo at that wedding. Whose?" (We couldn't figure it out. Thanks, Internet, for responding, "Clemmie.") (Ray rolls right over and falls asleep, while I ponder who got married on Reno 911 and really, what kind of song do I want to experience the extreme mortification of being propped up in front of everyone to? Banjo Ave Maria seems about the best option right now. In fact, the more I think about it the more I want it. If Thomas Lennon wanted to show up and play it that would be icing on the cake, but unfortunately, I think something that exciting might tip the wedding into "mandatory best day" territory, and I don't want it going there.)
Am I sick for wanting banjo wedding aisle music?
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