The Blog of Eric M. Ruiz

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The Girl Of My Dreams

  “…do we, uh don’t we stand up?” This was only my third “white” wedding, but I was pretty fucking sure that the guests were supposed to stand up once the bride and her father began their approach down the aisle. The song was beginning to play and the emcee had announced their arrival. Yet no one was standing up! WTF! I glanced around my table and all of my friends had a.. Read More