Monday, April 26, 2004

Perfect Day

Saturday I was up bright and early for the first session of Saturday morning hockey. Commencing at 8:45am and lasting for an hour and a half, it's an informal pick up skate that starts in late April and lasts until September. I've probably been doing this for ten years now, and its kickoff has become one of the signs that summer will be shortly upon us.

Then I ran a few errands before heading to the sprawling Am-1280 The Patriot studios for this week's Northern Alliance Radio Show. Did I really hear Mitch describe John Kerry as "so bangable" while driving in? Consider the context people. Consider the context.

It was a real pleasure to have a special guest in studio with us in the third hour.




Ralphie where have you been? And what happened to your glasses?

Of course the real guest of honor was Michael J Nelson, who was gracious enough to share the stage with Ralphie.




The hour with Mike was a blast. He's witty, intelligent, friendly, and very down to earth. He's the real deal and a heckuva nice guy. Until it comes to Al Franken that is. Mike joins the illustrious list of men who have announced their willingness, on the NARN airwaves, to throw down with Franken, the left's resident bully. Previously our own JB Doubtless and Vox Day had challenged Franken to go anywhere, anytime.

For more on Mike's appearance you can read Ed's as it happened rundown at Captain's Quarters.

After the show it was Mass followed by a fine meal at Staccato in downtown Minneapolis and a little highbrow culture. The Minnesota Orchestra performing Nielsen's 3rd along with a variety of Sibelius, including Finlandia.

Finally, the day concluded with a viewing of part of Rock Star on VH-1. Rock Star is a dreadful movie starring Mark Wahlberg and Jennifer Aniston and would be an excellent MST3K candidate if the show were still in existence. Every rock and roll cliche you can imagine is thrown in your face and the heavy metal wigs worn by the band members are the worst cosmetic props I've seen since the ridiculous beards from Gods and Generals. It might not reach the levels of Showgirls or Roadhouse, but it's in the same league.

It turned out to be a perfectly appropriate way to end what was almost a perfect day.