Comments on: OOh Kay…

By: Your dear friend THE BRIDE

Your dear friend THE BRIDE — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 04:57:24 +0000

Now Matthew…we have a few things to discuss about this story….I know you are in lovie la la land but my dear you are a year and a month early on that date haha That would be September of 06 and you were not wearing shinny black shoes you were wearing rocking american flag cowboy boots as requested by none other than ME and thanks alot for rather being at the bar than my wedding!!! haha it’s alright i still love ya and am still happy you made it to the wedding ON TIME NOT DRUNK…

By: Sally

Sally — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 19:08:57 +0000

I am so glad you are back. I love to read your stories. In my hectic life, it is wonderful to take a moment or two and read your writings. They make me smile and feel good.

By: J. Thorp

J. Thorp — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 18:01:45 +0000

This is great — so glad you’re back. For some reason, the image of a tuxedoed and Ray-Banned you has me thinking, “The lone penguin rides again!”

Congrats to you and your bonnie lass. But mostly to you — my dad tells me that we all marry above our station …

By: blaine

blaine — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 02:50:16 +0000

hubba hubba hip hip hooray. my buddys back and i’d like to say. it’s good to see you back old friend, so tell them stories, don’t let ‘em end. here’s wishing you a great new year, next time we meet we’ll drink that beer.

By: Heather Stoner

Heather Stoner — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 01:58:17 +0000

CONGRATULATIONS HUBBA!!

By: Terry Holub

Terry Holub — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 23:56:17 +0000

I do believe the last time I saw thee was 4th of July in Wasta – you on stage, me taking pictures and scribbling notes for a Penn Courant story of same. And then you announced my name and I had to stand on stage with you crouched in front of me as I read something someone wanted you to read, but you shuffled off on me. I’m glad you did. It cured me of my 55-year stage-fright phobia. Just like that! Cured. By you. How much do you charge for curing stage fright?
Never mind. I’m broke. I saw your picture and write-up in SD Mag. Wow! You’re famous. I know someone who is famous. What does that make me? A friend of the famous? Someone who knows someone who is someone? Less than you but more that the guy passed out behind the Wasta Bar? Gee, Matthew T., I remember when you were a little shaver and you’d come in the Wall DQ with all the siblings and I’d wait on you and take your dad’s money and then deposit it in the bank, the successful businessman I once was. Once was is therapeutic you know. Once was. I heard in a session once. Never forgot it. Like I will never forget the time you announced the Wasta Fire Dept. firemen’s competition. Remember that day? Hot as blazes. And you alone in the sun atop an abandoned flatbed, not a soul within 30 yards of you, but there you were doing your emceeing and announcing stuff. And I took your picture and put in the Penn Courant and by God I think we sold extra papers that week. Must have sold extra papers because you is someone as opposed to me, who is not someone. Truth is I’m just one of them, which is 180 opposite of one who is someone, namely you and your kind. Your kind is awfully kind, too. I think Trask is a universal word for kindness and goodness, and hard work and preservation and justice and music and the sound of life on a lonely night when the only other sound is a coyote in the distance. That’s what Trask means to me. Of course I used to sleep in a house up the street from a Trask who was also the SD Miss Rodeo, just about the prettiest girl this side of the Mississippi. That much I know ’cause I been to every state ‘cept Texas and Oklahoma west of the Mississippi and I know pretty when I see it. So you Trasks are smart and preservationists and masters of the high plains and smart and, well, darn good looking, every one of you.
Anyway, Hubba, sorry to hear you’re not writing Elm Springs news, but am glad you’re married and working on other projects. I just hope as you go through this world we call life you remember some of the people you acquainted and drop them a line or something.
You take care.
You take care.
Terry

By: The Kopps

The Kopps — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 03:08:12 +0000

Congratulations on the impending nuptials.

By: gary lamberton

gary lamberton — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 01:31:11 +0000

missed your wit and and stories. Don’t leave again!

By: TL

TL — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 03:44:37 +0000

I’m pleased you have decided to press on with Hubba’s House. Keep it coming!
Congrats on your new life in white owl.

By: Rebecca

Rebecca — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 00:05:22 +0000

Congratulations on your engagement (and on your mention as a notable South Dakotan in SoDak Mag’s recent edition).

Glad to hear you’ll still be blogging!