I wonder if I can write off a bottle of
Monster Bait: Tokyo Stomp as a wedding expense.
When I was quite a little girl, one of my favorite things to imagine in bed at night just before falling asleep was giant prehistoric lizards the size of skyscrapers rampaging through downtown and crushing things like the public library and the cultural arts center with a single behemoth toenail. Not that I had anything against the public library and the cultural arts center, clearly, being a studious little girl who enjoyed a nice pottery show every now and then; I just enjoyed stretching my imagination to accomodate such vast and indiscriminate power. I was really disappointed when I realized that actual dinosaurs were usually not hundreds of stories high, and, though dangerous and bitey, very easily imaginable even to the untrained mind.
Anyway, I suddenly have a strong need to walk down the aisle wearing a perfume called Tokyo Stomp.
Also, I love vanilla mint. It will go with my buttermints!
That reminds me. Must find out if the hotel does buttermints.