Fact:

About 5% of my blog posts are written, in their entirety, while pooping.

This post is one of those 5%

Damn it's nice to finally have a laptop again

Bathroom Feng Shui

This is a phrase I need to add to my lexicon. This letter to Starbucks is priceless:



In other news, this is my 250th post and classes start tomorrow. Never thought a)I would get this far! and II) be excited about starting classes. Getting back into a routine is going to be nice. My guess is this attitude will change around the first time I hear the word "assignment" or "integral." Given that my first class is Fluid Dynamics... that shouldn't take long at all!

It Tickles the Throat

Ginger Beer is not Root Beer.

Mom grabbed some A.J. Stephan's "Jamacian Style" Ginger Beer from Jungle Jims a few weeks ago for me because I'm a big weirdo and like drinking different things. Like chugging straight club soda... then having it come back up all over my biology teacher's floor.... or flavoring said club soda.... but I digress...

Think Ginger Ale cubed, and you have a solid idea of what this "Ginger Beer" is like. Probably a more accurate description would be to think of the taste of straight ginger that is a side in most sushi and carbonate it. I know if you aren't a sushi freak such as I that doesn't help much, but it works. So suck it.

The after taste is straight ginger with a heaping load of burning. Yes, burning. Something with the method of carbonation or something really makes this rough on even a healthy throat. It's a mild burn that lasts a solid 15-20 seconds. Usually the only time a man has to utter that sentence is to a proctologist after a night of B-dubs blazin' wings. Mmmmm buffalo sauceeeeee.

Ginger Beer however, has no wonderous buffalo sauce, yet still the burn (though admittedly, not in the anus.... which is courteous...)

2/5 on the J-Ged ruff ryder taste test scale