It was a real big weekend for gays in this weekend's New York Times Weddings 'n' Celebrations section! First there was the delightful older couple in Cambridge, who have four previous marriages between them (three divorces, one widowing). Good golly! There was a totally normal, very professional gay couple too. But the awesome-est wedding announcement of all time also belonged to gays. You are maybe jealous?

So Norris James "Jamie" Bishton III and Christian David "Christian" Kraus were married on Saturday on Catalina Island, in California, which is such a mistake, because although it's gorgeous, the boat over is, most days, a total barf bucket.

Okay so Jamie is the marketer for a SoCal car dealership (cough, his father's company) and also the head of his own dance company—in New York? (Their website lists an upcoming performance ... in 2003.) But he danced with Twyla! And his father and stepmother live in the Pacific Palisades.

And Christian is a "family wealth management adviser" in L.A., which is a very fine thing to be.

So back in 2002, Jamie was teaching yoga and meditation at an unnamed gym. (In fact, he is still on the teaching schedule at Clay in New York.) Christian, who is 10 years younger than Jamie, would take the class before his and they'd be all EYEBALLS MEETING ROWR BOING-OING-OING. So Christian Googled him!

Then they saw each other months later. But they had boyfriends. Then in the hot summer of 2005, Jamie was by the subway and talking to his best friend on the phone! Christian walked by! They said hi! Jamie was all, ZOMG WAIT, and hung up and stalked him down to the subway. Christian was fondling his copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, and then they got on the subway, to where we do not know, and Jamie noticed that Christian was too afraid to touch any of the dirty, dirty poles because they were covered in germs and they liked each other so much that Jamie found that craziness charming and Christian didn't mind Jamie's shitty taste in books.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is exactly how hard it is to find a decent man in Manhattan.