On Reservations and Kid Rock

Kid Rock lives in Clarkston and has a house about half a mile from the church. He brews a beer comparable to Coors Lite that all the local restaurants and bars stock in case he shows up, which he sometimes does.

Yesterday I led a church event (Draft Theology, in the spirit of Theology on Tap) at a local bar that doesn’t allow anyone to reserve space. However, when we got there, the back section was cordoned off for a “private event” which consisted of the local VIP and two buddies.

I was ticked that Kid Rock got special treatment, but I guess he was just celebrating in anticipation of becoming my state’s next Senator. What an age we live in.