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!

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!