
Kiwi Derek, very much responsible for keeping me sane during said wedding (and the week before).

D and his brother Brett. D never did see that shoe lace again. We had to buy him new ones in Austin.

Joe Fitzgerald and my dad. I nearly introduced Joe as my dad at one point. And my dad is dressed up as E Coli, if you note his tie.

Emily and yup, me again.

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