This site is a little goofy, but pretty cool. I chose "candle" as my random word, and after 25 questions or so, Darth came up with "candle wick." Close enough to impress little old me. Between this, and their subservient chicken campaign, Burger King is getting a reputation of being quite the clever, on-line patty-slingers.
In news unrelated to Star Wars or fast-food, Kim and I met with our DJ this weekend. He's a nice enough guy, and stuck to the standard wedding vendor reassurance script solidly:
"Before we get to the nitty-gritty of your wedding [insert commodity/service], I want you to understand that this is your day, and that [insert vendor name] is committed to making sure your wedding is special. Whatever you want, we'll do. Even if you want [insert unlikely thing to want from vendor], we'll give that to you, because you are the boss. You look like a great couple, and I can already tell I'm going to enjoy working with you. Plus, it looks like you are really ahead of the game. Why, I just had a couple in last week asking for [insert commodity/service] for a wedding scheduled for [insert unreasonably short period of time to pull together commodity/service], and boy-howdy, let me tell you....."
On top of this, the DJ gave Kim a big Toblerone bar as "stress medicine," so I'm firmly convinced he could play Def Leppard exclusively at our wedding and she'd still invite him to Thanksgiving dinner.
It saddens me a little, but I'm starting to realize that I have to let go of some musical control here. Put enough people and champagne in a confined space and, for reasons that baffle philosopher and scientist alike, someone is going to insist that the YMCA is really the most appropriate music for the occasion. I'll still have my list of songs that should be buried in a lead-lined bunker underground during our wedding (starts with M, rhymes with "Sacarena"), but outside of those non-negotiables, I may have to trust this guy to do his job.