Every wedding has a timeline. Then there’s the other timeline—the one nobody planned, nobody put on paper, and somehow every wedding DJ recognizes. After nearly three decades behind the booth, I’ve stopped being surprised by the disappearing guests, wandering children, mysteriously relocated bouquets, questionable requests, and perfectly predictable chaos. At this point, I might as well bring a bingo card. And given enough time, I’m pretty sure I’ll fill the whole thing.
