Lets get Wild over V-Day, and riled over the Super Bowl, before all good parties must come to an end:
— It’s Valentine’s Day coming up and the ads that we see all over celebrate all things pink in color. That as a counterpoint, could mean referencing the Pink Moose boutique in Stillwater, which needless to say has girly specials that are very much unlike those at the Smilin’ Moose in Hudson. But some of the frilly stuff brought here from across the river could be what puts the smile on that moose’s face.
— Take in two types of transportation while traipsing when out on the town. You can see the Fat Tire-style bike in a step-up doorway along Second Street near the Agave Kitchen, as well as a taxi that’s dubbed the favorite of Wisconsin’s own Miller Lite Beer, at least from the sign attached to the side door of the cab, when parked next to the much-Minnesotan Smilin’ Moose.
— The reigning Hudson Pizza King/hard rock screamer, Rich Raley of Dick’s late night fame, is now going after the cheese curds crown, hoping to dethrone Ellsworth. He was seen at a local non-Big-Box grocery store scouting out quality ingredients for discount prices. One must ask, was there an elevator music ripoff of an AC/DC or G’N’R song by him drowning out the cash register’s clicking?
— Did your team win in the Super Bowl? That was my question for my favorite red-headed bar patron right after the game. Her response? “Tom Brady f—– us over.” And as you could presume from his supermodel wife Giselle’s request afterward that he “retire,” that wasn’t the only action Brady was getting that evening. Which brings me to the point of a woman who in an advertisement on sports bar TV, also named Giselle, said she was very happy with her new dating site. If you have those kind of credentials, who needs a dating site?
— And then, back to the redhead. She was out late after having been to a Minnesota Wild game, and said an interesting and fulfilling path led her to St. Paul. She had planned to stay home and do laundry, and homework, when a roommate called in sick (don’t want to be around the cold ice if that is your status), and wanted to part with her FREE TICKETS. So the redhead took the freebie, and was treated to a victory in dramatic fashion, via a shootout, no less. Now that raises the stakes quite readily for a redhead, rather than reading about it as part of your routine homework!
— Chiming in to sing the national anthem at an informal downtown concert on Super Bowl night, as she’s done many times before locally, was Andrea, a longtime bartender at Agave Kitchen, who also has been flown to pro sporting events over a several-state area to do the ditty. This has been a gig of hers for years, and unlike Luke Bryan at the Big Game itself, Andrea has absolutely no nervousness about belting out her version of the anthem before a crowd.
— Nothing really rattles, either, the Dick’s stalwarts named Matt, whether one be serving behind the bar during the NFL’s biggest showcase, on TV because of his status as Falcons star quarterback, or just a former sometimes-rowdy regular who had been back on the scene for a while and would make a good defender who gets under your skin. All three share the same or largely similar last name, that being Ryan.
— Regional performers of all types took part in a metro event celebrating the music of Jimi Hendrix, Prince, Bob Dylan, and others. Local gamer Dennis 4 Tennis took in the event, and said he was able to grab a seat next to the parents of one of the dancers, pictured prominently, who had come all the way from Florida. He gave me one of his two autographed copies of the program.
— This also sounds like a party. A birthday bash throw for, and by, some Dick’s regulars, began with a wine party at their house, then moved to Dick’s just in time for two-for-ones. There’s a little tipsiness in the house!