This weekend, I was the best man in my best friend's wedding. It was a charming outdoor ceremony on a lakefront property. I was concerned that it would be too hot outside while wearing a tuxedo, but it really wasn't that bad at all. The reception was very fun as well, though the DJ didn't mix in enough slow songs for my liking.

Also, in case you're wondering, I looked stunning.

Since the latest edition of "Four truths and a lie" was apparently too easy, I decided to do it again. And this time, I will stump ALL OF YOU. Unless, that is, at least one person picks every answer, because the one who gets it right might not have been stumped. Anyway, you know the rules. Five stories, four are true. The other one is such a good lie, James Frey's representatives have already contacted me to say they want to use it for the basis of a chapter in the sequel to A Million Little Pieces. Your job is to guess which one that is.

1) A mere six months ago, I posted about how I had no idea what the hell the Chicken Noodle Soup dance was. But on Saturday night, they played the song. The DJ specifically called me out on to dance floor (it sucks when you're the best man, so the DJ knows your name). Having only ever seen the dance performed on my computer screen via YouTube, I got on the dance floor and I did the chicken noodle soup dance for the first time in my life, in front of the entire crowd. I let it rain AND cleared it out. Then I let it rain again, and so on.

2) I was tremendously nervous to do the toast before dinner. So despite weeks of practicing my speech while mowing the lawn (so I could say it out loud without anyone hearing me), I had the speech written out in its entirety on a piece of paper in my pocket. When the time came, I took the speech out of my pocket, but I decided to just go with the flow, so I never actually looked at the paper. I managed to deliver my speech OK, but I made the classic mistake of forgetting to do the "toast" part at the end, because that's the one part I didn't practice. I started to sit back down, when I was nudged by the groom's brother and reminded that I "didn't let them know it's OK to drink yet."

3) The wife and I were sitting down chatting with an old friend we haven't seen in a while, when I heard the first few notes from the Sugar Hill Gang's version of the song Apache. Excitedly, we ran out onto the relatively empty dance floor and we did our rendition of the dance Will and Carlton did on the Fresh Prince of Bel Air (you can see their version of the dance here). Several others in the younger crowd, who I have no doubt had no idea what the crap we were doing, got on the dance floor and followed our lead. It was the most fun wedding dance moment of my life. It even prompted my parents, who were also in attendance, to remark, "who taught you to dance like that?"

4) The matron of honor, whom I had not met until the rehearsal dinner the night before, is 36 weeks pregnant. As I watched her walk down the aisle during the processional, I found myself imagining her going into labor during the ceremony. I wondered if that sort of thing has happened before. I also wondered if the bride and groom would think of it as something amazing that happened during their wedding, or if they'd be mad that something overshadowed their wedding. By the time I snapped out of it and got back into the moment, the bride had already reached her spot up front. Consequently, I don't really remember the bride walking down the aisle. I do remember seeing her during and after the ceremony though, and she looked beautiful.

5) The groom, his brother and I were getting ready for the wedding in a hotel room. We noticed that his brother's tux did not come with cuff links. This led to a 10-15 minute discussion on cuff links and speculation on why someone thought they were necessary. The sleeve already has buttons! Then the wedding planner came in and wondered why we weren't ready yet.