While rooting through my flat file for another vintage postcard (good filler material when I'm outta things to say), I found some long-forgotten photo booth prints.
Not dated, but my bride (happy b-day!) doesn't appear to be wearing a wedding ring, so it's likely from sometime in 1994. Plus my hair is still semi-floppy in these pix. I gave up - or rather gave in - to male pattern balding late '94 and started hacking my hair super short.
Although I am not 100% certain, I'm pretty sure these were taken at Chicago's Lounge Ax (R.I.P.).