Dakota Mick’s first blog

Dakota here…April 14th 2020 at around 2:00 in the morning. What the hell am I doing awake? And why the hell am I trying to write? Good questions, I have no idea.

Well here I is, knee deep in the middle of this quarantine. Oh joy. I am bored out of my mind and my sleep schedule is all over the place.

So Mustafa and I, the two forces of nature, behind the Muslim and the Redneck. Have been working away at trying to develop a comedy duo, comedy show, comedy extravaganza, a hurricane of chuckles in order to escape the mundane of everyday life. So how did this come to be.

Let’s do a flash back montage.

A few years back, I was working away, cutting up a load of materials to make a kitchen. For years I have been working as a cabinet maker to pay the bills and help raise a family. While listening to the radio as I worked, I heard a comedian chatting with the DJ’s, basically talking smack and promoting the show that he was touring around the country.

I have always wanted to be a comedian ever since I was a kid listening to Richard Pryor albums with my Dad. My Dad was a huge fan, with no qualms about letting his kids listen, no matter what Mom said. But growing up in South Dakota in the 70’s and 80’s, not to many opportunities to get into comedy.

But then life gets busy. You graduate high school, realise white trash can’t afford to go to college, so you join the Marine Corps. Hey, it got me out of a small town that was getting to small for me. You meet a girl from Ireland, marry a girl from Ireland and before you know it, a kid, then another kid. Then life… work… more work… and more life. Until one day you are 43 years old working at cutting up a kitchen, listening to a comedian promote his show and thinking. I always wanted to be a comedian.

I always wanted to be a comedian.