Hey Ladies:
Mandy Sarp aka Mandable aka Manders aka Red aka Manfred Man aka Mandy Two Shoes– It was a backstage love in the Mansfield High School theatre. The classic tale of girl meets girl, girl gets blond girl to laugh while pretending to be a swamp queen, then both girls bond over making fun of their friends in a play they were watching rehearse. Yes, the classic tale. For a short time we took the world of online sports writing by storm (in our minds anyway) and I’ve never had more fun making fake dialogues with anyone else. Mandy and I also had a great business venture that lives on today: “Sarp & Snead Fake Attorneys at Law – Sarp & Snead We Got Whatcha Need – We passed the bar and spent a lot of time in one”. Mandy has been one of my closest friends for more than a decade and the biggest promoter of Lauren + Trenton ever since I was denying there was a thing going on. Mandy is a hilarious, loving and thoughtful friend. We have more insides jokes and beat more dead horses than probably any pair in history.
Kristine Witkowski aka K.Stine aka K.Rock aka K.Train– Kristine and I share a great many thing in common. We both love Freebird’s burritos. We both know all the words to some of the most terrible songs in history. Neither one of us has any problem making or taking a pickle shot. We both hate Anne Boleyn for unknown reasons. And we both share the love of one man…Keith 1-2-3. Our friendship almost didn’t work out with this handyman started to come between us during the summer of 2009. Luckily, our friendship was stronger than his charming ways and we made it out of there better than ever. She is crazy smart and a great person to talk to. Trent and I both love her dearly and I am so glad she agreed to be in ANOTHER wedding!
Tiffany Maples aka Tifania aka Full Moon aka Map-Lays – It was a warm summer night, unseasonably warm for inside a school. The greatest play to ever take place in a high school cafeteria had just wrapped up. Still in full costume, the cast began to celebrate. Girls dancing and laughing, the boys trying to escape the girls. A “Now that’s what I call music” mix was put in the CD player (Yes, CD player). A pretty girl with long brown hair and a camo tee shirt that read “HOTTIE” across it bumped into another pretty girl with brown curly hair in a 1980’s prom dress with a fake pregnant stomach. Aerosmith’s “Pink” came on the stereo. Impromptu karaoke was performed. Friendship was forged. I don’t know many people that have the *exact* moment their friendship began captured on film, but luckily someone was snapping photos and we have the proof. I have never got in more trouble with anyone else. And that is saying something. Tiffany taught me that it was never a good idea to have the same password to just about everything online. My life from age 15-now would have been pretty boring had it not been for her and I am so happy that she will be keeping the party going with us on June 4th.
The Fellas:
Jed Ivins - The year was 1996 (probably) and Jed went to a now infamous Mansfield Youth Basketball game where his then stepbrother and present me were playing. How could Jed know then that the unstoppable force he witnessed that day on the basketball field would grow to be someone he truly idolized? Our paths would soon cross again by chance when I moved into Jed's neighborhood only for cruel fate to cut in like a and move him the very same weekend to central Arlington. But fate could not stop what nature had already deemed inevitable! In the 15 or so years I've known Jed, we have gone through much together. We've begun and ended hobbies together; dated some of the same girls, gotten dumped by them later; shared an apartment, many tents, and canoe with one another; and been on many an epic and unforgettable road-trip. Jed's friendship is unwavering and he was an easy perfect choice for best man. He is the most fun guy I know and is always available to help a friend (or make a party-mix) at the drop of a hat. Thanks for always having my back.
Frank Fay - Frank and I first met at the ZZ Top School of Facial Hair Growing where Frank quickly dropped out and began to major in Ultimate Frisbee at TCC. When I told him there wasn't a program for that discipline Frank wordlessly finished his Steel Reserve 40 oz. and took up beach volleyball that very day. Frank and I make up two halves of the dreaded Steel Curtain of 2-5 man volleyball. This combination has undone the finest setters and spikers Stovall Park could produce in the legendary summer of 2004. Frank and I are a great combination together and are always very competitive. About 95% of the time that competition stays friendly. Frank is always quick to give help when needed. Thanks for making me look like such a better fisherman by comparison Frank.
Jake Snead -The first time I met Jake Snead he and his best friend Johnny were standing in the doorway of Lauren's parent's house in their underwear. Upon allowing me enter Snead Manor they quickly greased themselves up and wrestled in what would be the most epic, confusing, sensual, physical display I would witness in my adult life. Jake and I have a lot in common: our unabashed inquisitive nature, stunning good looks, and ability to piss Lauren off with just a glance (a few of our favorites). Jake has a very caring and loving nature, and is the person everyone wants to hang out with. I am honored to be part of his family and to call him brother.
David Ibarra - I rescued David Ibarra from an Inuit village just outside of Monterrey. At the time he was living off whale blubber and blocks of Kraft medium sharp cheddar cheese. Other than his PASSIONATE love of cheese, David is a fierce dancer. Many of you may not know this, but David can do a complete vertical and horizontal split. My favorite things about David are his soft hair and skin and his inane ability to confuse himself and others while intoxicated. David is always the life of the party and a great guy to be at a cookoff of some sort with. David has a very big heart and always makes people feel welcome.
Josh Havens - I met Josh Havens while faking an injury to sit out during football practice. It was soon obvious we shared an affinity for God as well as bad heavy music. After fate led him to sleep on a sheet-less bed drawing the anger his father, Josh moved in with my mother and I and was the second lost boy we adopted. Josh has crashed on many a couch I have offered him and my past carpets are no stranger to his toenail clippings. Josh is known to have an oddly shaped head and to empty a freezer of frozen food in only one night and blame it on the cat in the morning. Since Josh's two deployments to Iraq, we may not have stayed as close as we may have wanted, but he is still a force in my life, and he has never steered me wrong. Josh is an unwavering friend and exemplary family man.