If I ever get my act together and return to the Mormon church, and I'm sure I eventually will, I'll probably get married in the Salt Lake Temple, just like my mom and dad did.

My dream marriage... it's far too unrealistic and morbid, but then again, this is about dream marriages.

I'd like my future wife and I to take our vows in an 17th century, New England cemetery with a dark, cloudy sky and light rain drizzling down upon us. The only other person there with us would be the priest.

My wife would be wearing nothing more than a thin, white, silk slip dress and I would be dressed like the field plate clad D2 necromancer. Again, it's far too unrealistic, but why can't a boy dream?