Friday, June 17, 2011

Anyways: the root my demise

Now, I do not claim to be a grammar guru, (actually, I was reading one of my past blog posts a couple of weeks ago and saw I used the word "dreamed" instead of "dreamt." Really, Gina? I need to go back to sixth grade.) however, the word "anyways" is not real, so stop using it, dumbasses. Unless you are willing to sound like a complete tool, it should be erase from your mind...OBLIVIATE!! "Anyways" is a mythical creature sent up by satan to annoy the hell out of me. Please, for the love of all that is sacred, do not use it. It makes YOU sound like a hobby horse and I am pretty sure there is only room in this world for one real life horse to the hobby, yours truly. SO BACK OFF.

Second, continuing the rant on pet peeves (merp). I hate when people who list their likes and dislikes generically so everyone who reads them can relate. Wowing the trolls of the interent with your cleverness and insight is actually not too terribly difficult. I actually hate generic things in general. (Cancel out generic brands from this equation because I am poor and they are delicious since they cost half as much as brand name equivalent, rage.) Generic is synonymous with boring. So, don't try to humor me with your prose if you list "writing" as one of your likes, especially when you have a blog. No shit, you like writing, you have a blog. I hate boring. This is why I spend my Friday nights updating my own blog. (lame.) I am also not claiming I am "better" than others, but I like to transpose the norm and make you think. (I am like the Christopher Nolan of blogging!!) new name?!?!

In the end, being creative is one thing, witty is another. Mix them together with a pinch of sass and voila!, you have an unemployed twenty-something who enjoys the cathartic feeling after a tornado warning.

save me from myself.

Hobby horse n Putin, OUT!

In Soviet Russia, peeves pet YOU!

Monday, June 6, 2011

Soaking up your heritage

Some people like to visit their relatives in their homeland to try and get in touch with their roots. In all honesty, my friends and I are not "some people" and sitting in a beer hall seemed like a better (and cheaper) adventure. Now, is there any a better way to soak up a person's German ancestry than to spend the night drinking away at a Americanized beer hall. Nope.

1 liter, 2 liter, 3 liter...floor

First, to clear up any confusion, I've actually been to Germany before (Berlin), but the forests of Bavaria still remain a mystery. So, on the lederhosen of my ancestors, I grabbed a liter in Cincinnati, well, Newport, Ky's, very own haus of bier.

Proof of my own German adventures...minus the oompa loompas

The Hofbrauhaus is everything I believe Bavarian Germany is like. The original opened in the 1590s and have been severing the likes of locals and tourists, mostly tourists, since then. Oh, and for all you history buffs our there, Hitler even enjoyed a few brews there once too.

The geniuses in Munich took the idea of large room, long tables, benches and liters of beer to the shores of the U.S of A. The first opened in across the Ohio River from the skyline of Cincinnati in 2003. Since then, the Germans' have been taking the country with a flood of delicious taking beer. And they definitely underestimated American's love of beer.

In the end, I thank you German ancestors for many things, but the Hofbrauhaus tops the list.

PROOST!

Friday, May 27, 2011

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Diary of a mad white woman

Have you ever heard a song that makes you automatically perk up? Mine is "Can't Hurry Love" by the great Diana Ross and the Supremes. It also was covered by Phil Collins in the 80s, but the original still reigns absolute. But, really, it's just a really fun song to dance around to.



A tune depicting a mother's less of telling her daughter to be patience in the game of love. However, in general, couldn't this be a telling of life? For there can be no greater lesson in realizing you need to see seek the simple things in life first, then gain the prize at the end. Actions, wether they be positive or negative, can be built on one another. Just keep swimming a little blue animated fish once said, but hey, it's good advice.


The song marks a step of maturity for the Supremes also, moving from the teeny-pop music and themes, into songs dealings will deeper themes and meanings. Therefore, it can also mark a step in one's own building of maturity into adulthood.


So are the lessons taught by your mother the most important? You betcha, so listen well.


"She said to trust, give it time
No matter how long it takes"

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The likes and dislikes of a hobby horse

Name: Gina
Age: 22
occupation: professional resume e-mailer

likes: scratching, carving pumpkins, internet memes, the smell of libraries, spicy food (see below), beards, falling asleep on an airplane and waking up in a different time zone, high fives, sloe gin fizzes, the university of dayton, black coffee, shark week, matt lauer, learning and my mother's chicken casserole (well, casseroles in general).

dislikes: sitting for extended periods of time, standardized testing, when people don't follow me back on twitter (excluding celebrities), itches, stephanie meyer, eggplant and my cat.

goal: change the world
status: in-progress

BRING IT.

Monday, May 23, 2011

A little bit of spice makes everything nice

I claim to be an aficionado of many things, including, but not exclusive to, beards, The Office (US series), the crust around your eyes after waking up, Tiny Fey, etc. However, one such expertise I have accumulated over time is that of spice, spicy foods. I am an avid consumer of spice, spice and more spice. I won't say I take it to the extreme, but the added heats illuminates the flavors. yum, yummer, yummies. Actually, a few days ago, after a night out in lovely Ada, Ohio, my friend, Matt, and I made buffalo chicken nuggets topped with Sriracha Sauce. So hot, but oh so delicious. Chili sauce, chili sauce, you are my weakness. What does it go great on? Everything. Potato chips, sandwiches and, according to the bottle, even pasta. I have yet to take it that far, but who knows where my obsession will take me.

Continuing, according to the Christian Science Monitor, India added the world's hottest chili pepper, the bhut jolokia or the "ghost chili," as a play in the battle against terrorism. I guess that the only real way to beat pesky terrorist, you got to be creative. I mean, Obama did manage to catch Osama (after only nine and a half years), but the war is not over. Watch out Al-Qaeda, they are going to be making your food extra spicy. All joke aside, the pepper is planned to be used in making tear gas and other forms of chemical warfare. Wow, that is one hot peppa!People are claiming this weapon of chose should be deemed "unfair." But, come on people, we gotta take "them" form all sides. In the end, spices are here not only for our taste buds, but for our well-being too.

Hide yo kids, hide yo eyes.

Oh, the wonders of the chili pepper. My roommates, I mean, parents, allege my asshole is going to fall off from the excess amount of chili sauce I am consuming, but we will just have to wait and see. I will keep you posted (because, isn't everyone interested in my bowel movements as much as myself?) T.M.I.? DON'T CARE. You're the one reading this.

Last, but not least, Putin Pic (Apparently, I made a similar expression during commencement when they showed my jowel on the jumbo tron):

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Looking Past the Porch

I'm back and ready for more. Two weeks ago I graduated from the University of Dayton. I received my diploma along with about 1,400 of my peers. It was, in a sense, the worst day of my life, but there is nothing but up from here. Afterwards, I traveled down to Florida for five days of udder debauchery. I survived, almost, with only a sprained left foot to show for my trip. But, it was the greatest end to my four year adventure.

Furthermore, I changed the name of this venture for the significance of admiring my accomplishments on the UD campus and looking forward into the future. However, I plan on looking at this life day-by-day and focusing on what I am doing now. As for now, I am stuck in beautiful, scenic Bath, Ohio, but plan on making moves, big moves. I will continue this...get excited.