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College Roommate, Hair-Gel Afficionado
Brandon says:
Josh was my college roommate - and closest friend - for 11 years at FSU (it was actually more like 4).
A lot of bonding takes place in college, much of it that can't be honestly shared with others. However,
I can say that I'm very thankful he asked me to be in his own wedding after the numerous 60 point beatings
I laid on him in our weekly Playstation Football match-ups. And I'm even more grateful he agreed to be a part of mine.
Neat Fact: His hatred for tequila is matched only by his love for pizza subs.
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Scott
Bill
Josh S
Mikey
Ryan
Josh A
Marty
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How I met the groom
Describing how I met Brandon can be summed up into two words, Jefferson – Pointe. For those of you reading this and have also visited Tallahassee for an extended amount time through your fraternity years can reminisce for the next couple of paragraphs. Well, I spent my first two glorious semesters of college rooming with a future America’s Most Wanted top 10, (thanks for the T.V.’s Wes) so naturally I was stoked about the next freak show that I would have as a cellmate. My initial impression of Brando was this kid loves Michigan football. He had the hat on and the cut off shirt thing going, this kid was a fan-atic. Yes, Brandon was a closet wolverine, sorry Scott. Anyway, after a week of living with Brandon I realized I did not have to sleep at night with my finger taped to the panic button.
What I think of the groom
What do I think of Brandon? I think Brandon is only two inches taller than me. Hey, the measuring tape on the convenient store door does not lie. Actually, Brandon was awesome to have as a roommate and a friend. I don’t think college would have been nearly as fun without Brando. Danielle, is slowly starting to acquire a taste for films made by Peter Jackson and with a little more convincing a kegerator could be installed as soon as June.
My funniest memory of the groom
There have been several funny moments to choose from during the tenure in Tally, but I think the best one occurred while partying like a rock star in J-ville. After, drinking it up at the Ale House and beating down the groom to be in a thrilling game of pool we headed back to the Westerman’s. So once we arrived the alcohol induced hunger pains had set in. Fresh spaghetti salad and peanut butter & syrup sandwich’s were the solution to the problem. In the process of making the sandwich the first slice of bread which had a small coating of peanut butter and a heart attack size portion of syrup fell off the counter and onto to floor, tasty side up. Apparently, what I did not see was the gooey slice of heaven landing on one of the family pets before smacking the floor, sorry Tanner. Well, the next morning I realized what I had done when Tanner was carried out to us wrapped in a towel and Colleen wondering who poured syrup on the dog. Tanner apparently tried to eat herself. Oh yeah, I apparently left the spaghetti out too!
Departing words/advice for the groom
Well, since I, myself just got married only half a year ago my advice is not that of a seasoned vet but I have learned a few things. What I can tell you is too enjoy each day to the fullest you only have so many. Spend time and love your wife as much as humanly possible, she will always be the reason why life is good. And finally, don’t drink too much at your wedding, you will want to remember everything that happened that day and not all pictures end up in wedding albums.
Any words for the bride?
As far as words to the bride all I can say is, GOOD LUCK! Just kidding, Brandon is a great friend and I know he will be an even better husband. I know you and Brandon will have a great life together. Also, you will never have to worry about reaching things on the top-shelf.
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