

Yesterday was a big day in adulthood and being culturally schooled in the Armenian christian world. A while back my best friend husband/wife duo Vaz/Michelle asked me to be the godfather of their baby girl Melania aka Melly Melle. In a scene that was straight out of Conan the Barbarian or Eyes Wide Shut depending on your take or actually my take on things, I was asked to wear a traditional robe for the ceremony. 30 minutes later and a splash of water...done. A speech and a few threats from Vaz's family insuring that I won't be a deadbeat godpops...it was all good.