I hate when people call at the ass-crack of dawn and wake me up on a weekend. But every once in awhile it’s for a good reason. Today is one of those days. My phone rang once as I lay in bed thinking, “I’m gonna kill whoever that is” or “They better be calling for something good.” They left a voicemail and then my phone rang again. At this point I’m really getting angry. I didn’t get to bed until close to 4a.m. last night so I’m running on less than 6 hours of sleep. I better get up and answer it though.

My friend Jeff asks, “What are you doing today?” All I can think is, “Sleeping and then kicking your ass for waking me up!” Then he asks me if I want to go to the Red Wings game against the Avalanche. HELL YES I DO! I couldn’t think of a better way for a single guy to spend Valentine’s Day than drinking some beer with his buddies and watching the best rivalry in the NHL.

I was supposed to attend my first Red Wings game earlier this year, but then my Grandpa died, so we had to sell our tickets. I guess things really do happen for a reason. Now I get to see the best game available. It’s a good thing I didn’t go up north this weekend like a few friends wanted me to!

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!