Below is the only wedding picture that Traci will allow to be displayed in our house. We run it today because on this day, 16 years ago, we were joined in holy matrimony by the Rev. Richard B. Elsner in the shadow of Diamond Head in Honolulu, Hawaii. (Trivia nugget: Elsner’s claim to fame was that he was the bass player for the Golddiggers, Dean Martin’s backup band/dance troupe.)
Why this picture? “Because we look so horrible,” says Traci. And, it has the extra added feature of a slight exposure of her left nipple (see arrow). We also display our framed marriage license in the bathroom, just above the toilet– causing puzzled guests to ask why we display our marriage license just above the toilet.
This would be our second favorite wedding photo. For obvious reasons. (For the visually impaired, the giant palm seems to be a giant penis. There. Are you happy? Juvenile, to be sure.) On the same trip, Brian went and auditioned at the now-defunct Honolulu Comedy Club, on the top of the Ilikai. Some might say that it’s wrong to go and audition on one’s honeymoon, but we say that, since it resulted in five or six more return trips to our beloved Hawaii (gigging each time, of course), it was well worth it.