This week Steve received an "emergency call." The minister who was supposed to perform the wedding had diverticulitus and was being hospitalized. It looked like he would miss the big day. Would Steve please take over? After meeting the bride and groom, Steve was satisfied that he could help out in good conscience.
It was a modest little affair, held at a local historical spot, with the music supplied by CD's. Everything went according to plan until it was time for the sand. Yes, sand.
Instead of a unity candle, the bride and groom had the idea of pouring two separate vases of sand into one large vase, to symbolize their new oneness. As they both approached the table with the vases, the groom nodded a cue for the music to begin. Unfortunately, things got a little confused, and instead of the selection planned, out boomed Maria Muldaur, seductively crooning that hit tune from 1973, "Midnight at the Oasis".
Steve could barely finish. It took everything he had in him to keep from doubling over with laughter.
"Midnight At The Oasis"
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Shadows paintin' our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Heaven's holdin' a half-moon
Shinin' just for us
Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon
And kick up a little dust
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer, prancer
And you can be my sheik
I know your Daddy's a sultan
A nomad known to all
With fifty girls to attend him, they all send him
Jump at his beck and call
But you won't need no harem, honey
When I'm by your side
And you won't need no camel, no no
When I take you for a ride
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Got shadows paintin' our faces
And traces of romance in our heads
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