MattMatteson.com

Thanks for letting me celebrate with you guys, the wedding was great!

The wedding was up north in Lyons, Colorado. Drew and I carpooled from Golden. An outdoor wedding with a great view and wonderful weather. (Although I did break a sweat sitting in the sun.) I enjoyed the wedding march performed by bagpipes.

One thing I’m still confused by is, what did Drew and I do to be put at the kids table? Maybe Tanner knew I’d be playing with my food and camera. Just before the reception Drew lead me up stairs as we explored the building. We try a door on the top floor, out the back, and it seems locked. A girl sitting nearby challenges us “Two engineers can’t get the door open.” I knew better, but we had to prove her wrong. As I get the door open BAAAAAAA, an alarm starts going off, I immediately slam the door with panic. Luckily the sound ended as the door closed. I was so close to being That Guy at the wedding.

Catch a few photos of the wedding.

Pictures and weddings reminds me, I’ve agreed to be the photographer for a friends wedding in one week. If anyone in Denver has a Nikon flash I could borrow, you’d be a hero.

The new iPhone came with one less item in the box than the original. I might have to go buy a dock as I used my every day. Provided sound routed through my speakers, while syncing and charging.

One awesome new thing from Apple is their Remote app for the iPhone and iPod Touch. It lets you remote control any iTunes or AppleTV library with an amazing interface. Check it out.

This is a picture of my simple replacement dock using just a binder clip. I set the iPod touch to never turn off, and leave open the remote app. Bam! A 3rd screen for my setup used just for managing the beats.

Blame this post on Brady as he asked for pictures.

Bro-cation 2008 was a success. The event started off the chain with my first ‘ghost ride the whip’ experience, as we toured out of Fort Collins towards Lake McConaughy.

11 Bros, one lake house, and two speed boats made for a great weekend on the lake. Let me try to share a moment I hope never to forget.

Finished with wake boarding for the day we motor up to the beach where the other guys are. “What time is it?” Jean yells. If time allows we will load up the tube and spend some time on the water. “6:50!” Richie yells back from the beach. Everyone wading in the water now has urgency. We must get the two boats back to the dock before 7. Doug and Richie are grabbing the cooler, and moving to towards the truck. I hop out of one boat to push the Invader off the beach. I get back to the boat I started in, with Steve and Jean. We are pulling away from the beach and Nick is running towards us.

We are about twenty feet from the beach as Nick charges into the water to join us. One folding chair per arm, cigar in mouth. I’m concerned about the depth of the water near the boat. Nick keeps fording at us. Deeper and deeper. Attempting to tread the water towards us, he is disappearing below the water. Hands busy with the folding chairs, he is sinking more than he is floating. Jean, Steve and I are watching, ready to help as he’s next to the boat, working to keep the cigar above water and lit. Working to keep himself afloat. We don’t have time. “Save the cigar,” Nick mumbles over the cigar. Steve is leaning over the edge of the boat, trying to relieve Nick of the cigar. I’m holding onto Steve so he doesn’t go overboard, but we can’t reach. There is no plan. While losing ground, Nick lets go of the chairs, quickly we grab the cigar. He reaches back for the chairs, and comes up with only one. We don’t have time. I work the wet and soggy cigar to keep it alive. Nick is finally onboard, and the boat motors towards the ramp. Principle, I think that is what lead Nick to finish that soggy, nasty, cigar as Jean drove the throttle into the dash.

Yes, this is Chad doing a few Dog repps for the ladies floating past.