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I met Teresa when she was one of my fraternity’s little sisters at Wake Forest. I took Teresa to my first formal as a member. She’s a cheap date: I was ready to splurge on some good hooch for the evening, but when I asked her what she wanted to drink that night, she said Boone’s Farm. I countered, offering to upgrade to Franzia, but she declined. So off to the 7-11 I trekked.

Teresa moved to DC around the time I moved here, and she roomed with the previously profiled Erin Ma. In addition to spending her time hanging out with Dan S., Aaron, Matt R., and me, Teresa was an intern for President Clinton (no, we never made a joke about it). She and Erin also enjoyed playing cards together.

Teresa and Mark got married a couple of years ago. Mark is also a Wake grad, but I didn’t know him until Teresa picked him up.

Those of you who attended my 30th birthday party might remember Mark as the guy who showed up and promptly took a nap. And there’s no euphanism here; “take a nap” is what he did.

I’m often asked if Mark’s “a good guy” by my fratnerity brothers. I’m happy to report that he is and has been a positive influence on Teresa—her sense of humor has become more perverted since she met him. That’s good.

Anyway, if you’re speaking to Teresa and Mark and the conversation hits a lull, ask Teresa what her ex-landlords thought of her and Erin. And if you are talking to Mark—this reminds me: Mom, remember the list of topics we have that Dad’s not allowed to bring up at the reception? Mark works in transportation, so please add that to the list. Dad can talk to Mark, but talking about Mass Highway is verboten.

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Some of you have asked for suggestions about how to spend your time in Washington, DC. Our updated To do in DC page lists some of our favorite museums, monuments and memorials, cultural outposts, outdoor activities, restaurants, and, yes, bars.

We also added links to DC-area media and the weather forecast, in the DC-info block on the far-right sidebar. Of course, if you have any questions, feel free to send us an e-mail.

The time for the West Virginia-East Carolina football game that Saturday is no longer TBA; kickoff is at 3:30 p.m. 12 p.m. The Wake Forest-Maryland game time, however, is still pending 3:30 p.m. as well.

Oh yeah—we’ve updated our prenup recently too.

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Graham is my moral compass. You’ve heard of WWJD? (What would Jesus do?). Well, I don’t know Jesus, but I do know Graham. So when it comes time for me to make an important decision, I just think WWGD.

I met Graham when, yes, I pledged his fraternity at Wake Forest. My initial impression of him, however, was not stellar: he was the impish-looking fraternity brother that I didn’t know too well but called me daily to fetch a pizza for him.

But over the next three years Graham and I got to be good friends and have stayed that way. Since graduating, we spent an educational week together in New York City; have gone to numerous sporting events; and even spent 12 consecutive weekends together, despite living three hours apart. And Sarah and Graham graciously hosted Margaret and me at this year’s Kentucky Derby.

I don’t think you can misunderestimate Graham’s influence on me—he’s introduced me to Jethro Tull and taught me that in some circumstances it is ok to disavow your beloved university in preference of its hated rival. But most importantly, he’s showed me that contrary to common belief, there’s nothing wrong with redheaded Republicans.

Sarah and Graham met at the yet-to-be-profiled Georgeann and Alex’s wedding (Sarah apparently also has a hankering for redheads). And after several long years of hard work Sarah just earned her PhD in psychology.

Anyway, if you’re talking to Graham and Sarah and conversation hits a lull, ask Graham if he has any Bread. Or tell Sarah that she has quite a catch. And then tell her that again.

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Congratulations to the previously profiled Matt H. and Courtney who got engaged last weekend! Matt proposed while visiting Courtney in St. Louis.

(As Matt didn’t pitch marriage to Courtney until after we sent our invitations, his was addressed to “Matt and guest.” So, Matt, remember that you’re under no obligation to bring your betrothed.)

And just to reiterate some belated advice I gave Matt over the phone, his proposal should have come with an ultimatum: “This offer is contingent on our wedding being held within the next six hours.” They are looking at getting married in The Hyphen in June 2008. Enjoy 10 months of planning!

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I’d call these two F. Scott and Zelda except that I’ve made that oh-so-erudite comparison so many times it’s cliché.

I met Matt when I pledged his fraternity at Wake Forest. Now, in an ideal world, the next 72 paragraphs would contain my favorite stories about him, but I’ll censor myself lest people who put a lot of trust in him discover this site.

A few months before their wedding I saw Tara and Matt. She said she was going to lock him up until their wedding, lest, true to form, he do something stupid and hurt himself. When I saw him walk down the aisle aided by a cane, I realized Tara hadn’t followed through on her threat and Matt was, well, true to form.

Tara and Matt throw one of Charleston’s biggest high-society bashes of the year: their Cinco de Mayo party. Mexican delicacies are consumed, friendships with Larry are forged, late-night motion pictures are screened, future husbands and wives are introduced, shot glasses are extraneous, spiritual and ascetic Hindu disciplines are demonstrated, and excuses to buy new Pampered Chef dishes are created. And it’s quite the status symbol to own one of their custom koozies (I have three).

My biggest concern with them being at our wedding is that at every wedding we’ve been to together, Matt has pawned off his responsibility to dance with Tara on me. So, if you are interested in filling in for me, please speak up in the comments section.

If you are talking to this duo and the conversation hits a lull, ask Matt about the time he went to bed early during a fraternity party. Or ask Tara about her favorite leprechaun (small l) movie.

(And if you’d like to see the wonders you can do to a picture by cropping, compare the photo in this entry with the original.)

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