We hadn't quite decided what was most objectionable about the featured wedding couple in yesterday's Times. Was it the curious circumstances of their first meeting? Was it that they held their wedding on the sidewalk of Fifth Avenue in front of Tiffany's? Was it that the groom had stolen his best friend's longterm girlfriend? Was it that some of the couple's friends were so angry about this they chose not to attend the wedding? Was it that despite all this, they still allowed their wedding to be profiled in the Times?
Mostly, we realized, our revulsion was over the first and last points. Especially when blogger Confessions of a Casting Director had us reconsider the account of that first meeting, which occurred when the bride, temporarily in New York, had left messages for some college buddies of her old boyfriend's, seeking friends:
Ms. Scott worked down the list, but the only one who called her back — at 3 a.m. on the Saturday before her return to California — was Mr. Farber. She accepted his invitation to drop by his apartment, where he, she and some of his friends chatted until dawn.
The Casting Director then pointed us to the groom's Friendster page, and particularly one part of it:
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On the positive side, however, is this: We've always assumed that having met someone in the middle of the night for some late-night "skiing" fun, no matter how much your relationship subsequently turned into a devoted, happy one, basically prevented you from getting a frothy Times wedding writeup. We're pleased to see we were mistaken.
Scott [Friendster]
Sarah Scott and Scott Farber [NYT]








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And, of course, this testimonial from one of his friendsters: "The pee stories will stay with me forever. " And he's still listed as single. Two years, tops.
Don't leave Ms. Scott out of the fun: Hobbies and Interests: anything you can do until the sun comes up... http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=542323 But back to her esteemed husband: what sort of person lists a movie soundtrack as their favorite music?
All publicity is not good publicity.
Most interesting is scott's testimonial from his friendster Terence: One time, in college, when we were streaking around campus drunk and naked, Scotty accidentally touched my penis. But I was cool with it. That's just the kind of guy he is. So he's the kind of guy who touches other guys penises... keep an eye out for him on craigslist in about a month when Ms. Scott goes out of town for the first time
thanks again to the colombian marching powder for bringing these two together.
Also -- is it still schadenfreude if the subjects don't know they're losers?
So. . . at what point does Scott show up in the third floor bathroom in the TimeWarner center?
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