Never, Simply Microwave Vienna Sausage.

If you didn’t become either interested or disgusted by the title of this blogpost, I am surprised. I wasn’t trying to gross you out, but I do have a story to tell you. First though, I want to talk about Men’s Health magazine and the reason why I am only (kind of) a fan of these printed and bound publications. I’ve taken a couple of classes that discuss expectations for men and women which are incredibly unreasonable. This is a common topic for women, but it seems to be shoved aside for men. Expectations for the common person to look like the celebrity on the magazine cover is pretty unrealistic. I understand that. But I don’t think health magazines are complete nonsense. At the very least, they have some sort of influence on your habits in your everyday life. Maybe the articles inside push you to get up before class to workout instead of after, or choose whole wheat instead of white bread. That IS how I came to love wheat bread. I read it in a good ol’ fashion magazine article.

One thing I didn’t learn from a magazine is, you should never, simply microwave vienna sausage.

And that is where my roommate comes into the story. Let me remind you that I have been living with this giant, bearded man, since freshman year. I’ve seen him eat a sandwhich with a burger, 2 eggs, cheese, ketchup, and more cheese on white bread. (Seen below) There have been some other stuff on there, who knows really…

We can get away with that because we played college basketball.


My point is, I should have learned from Men’s Health magazine  instead of learning from that guy. I can’t really talk about making disgusting food though, considering  my “BBQ ground pork” which tasted extremely sour, but I get to choose what is relevant since this is my blog. :) Back to the story though.

We had gone out to enjoy some two-for-one brews at a local bar because that is what seniors in college do, right? Not always, but in this case, yes. Plus, who doesn’t like a good two-for-one brew?

Unfortunately, pizza was no longer an option because waiting an hour wasn’t in our best interest. So we head home because I knew sleep was in my near future. Sleep wasn’t good enough for him though. This guy starts making corn beef, not before he fails to get the can open which ends in me cutting my thumb a little bit. Apparently the corn beef was taking to long though, because then pops out the vienna sausage. I was slightly confused why, when I walked around the corner, the sausages were just in a little white bowl. I didn’t question it though. I SHOULD HAVE.

I took myself a bite of one and there was a big problem. Why did I just take a bite out of a warm, uncooked, vienna sausage? Because I didn’t know they weren’t cooked. Instinct took over I put the half a vienna back in the bowl without saying anything.

Yup, one of these little guys.

Luckily, I was smart enough to not eat anymore of them. I was not however, nice enough to tell him he is supposed to cook those little viennas. Needless to say, his stomach didn’t like those too much, especially in the morning. So, I’ll give you a little advice.

Read this Men’s Health article on meal prep along with a couple recipes for dinner dishes that you can try out. Instead of coming home and eating corn beef out of the can, just do some food prep. It might take a little more time, but you won’t end up with a stomach ache in the morning. Oh and one more tidbit of advice…

Never, simply microwave vienna sausages.






Rolling Stone

Although this Rolling Stone story was extremely long, I read it in one sitting. Do you want to know why? Because it was interesting, controversial, and it showed me that ethical guidelines in journalism are not always followed.

I want to brag about technology and then tell you why I have a problem with the Erdely the journalist who wrote the story. We have technology that can do a million different things for the people that use it. Almost everyone has a facebook, twitter, or some kind of social media site that puts at least some of their life out there for people to see or read. If a person’s location is on during their tweets, you could literally stalk them and that is scary, and in this case, the reason why I think the author did not to do enough to find out the truth about the story or people in the story.

The biggest mistake I think Erdely made was trusting Jackie. I feel that if you are a journalist who breaks large stories like this one, you should assume that your source is lying. When yu assume that your source is lying, you are forced to do all the investigative work to prove that they are. If you indeed cannot prove they are lying, then you have done everything you can to investigate and report the story.

Of course, I am going all libel crazy on you because I just wrote an entire paper for media law about the libelous material that Erdely wrote, but that isn’t what I want to talk about.

I am concerned with this story because of the negative affect it will have on convicting people of rape. It is one of the most disgusting crimes a person can commit and it seems that we are seeing it more and more everyday. That is why this article and libel case concern me. We can’t have setbacks like that. I don’t know what it is going to have to happen to delete that culture that exists in our country, but stories like that are definitely not helping.

This is one thing to think about if you are a journalist. What kind of affect can big name stories have on our a society as a whole and what are some ways we can avoid these setbacks? We often talk about the way journalism has affected our society and I am not sure there is a better example of a negative affect than this one. I hope this teaches other journalists to be more careful when investigating and reporting, especially about this subject.

Rory McIlroy of Northern Ireland watches his tee shot on the 10th hole during the first round of the PGA Championship at Valhalla Golf Club in Louisville

Golf, A Golf Prodigy, and Appreciation of the Sport

The only thing that truly interests me about golf is the amount of money they raise for charities annually. (I’ve played golf with my dad before, and I am terrible, so I have much more respect for people who are good golfers.)

In an article by the CEO of The World Golf Foundation Steve Mona, he said The game raises more money for charitable causes than the NFL, NHL, MLB and NBA combined. According to a study conducted by the National Golf Foundation, golf’s charitable impact in 2011 was $3.9 billion.” That is purely amazing to me, but that isn’t what I wanted to write about today. I just figured it was a fun fact that you may want to know.

I recently read, Rory McIlroy Has the Best Swing in Golf, by Charles Siebert in New York Times Magazine. First off, what an amazingly written article. I am a person who doesn’t like golf as much as I like basketball, but I can honestly say that this article had me more interested than any piece about basketball ever did. I couldn’t help but envision McIlroy as a kid, crisply smacking golf balls hundreds down the fairway.

That same kid, who innocently produced an eighty-six in an eighteen-hole round at the age of 8 years-old, now has the opportunity to become the sixth-man to win all four majors. It makes me ponder the thought of these kids becoming stars in what seems to be a couple years. These kids start their commitment to greatness incredibly early. By the time they are in high school, a national spotlight is beaming down on them. National teenage golfer rankings are flying past their heads. What about their childhood though?

This article showed me that I may not have enough appreciation for the commitment golfers make at an early age. Every time I turn around there is another young golf-prodigy breaking records for the “youngest golfer to ever (fill in the blank with something amazing).”

Take a look at the article if you will and learn about the next Tiger Woods. It seems to me that he could be that, and much much more.

Just something to think about.

Passion Vs Need


Had to reblog this. Powerful and thought provoking!

Originally posted on For The Soul:

In this world, passion must be worked on
To be so dedicated to something, it engulfs you
To want something so much, it consumes you
I envy those with passion
I never mastered it
Passion never paid the bills

Maybe it’s because passion is a commitment without physical pay
The only motivator being my happiness at the end of the day
And it’s possible that 9-5 was the only way to pay the bills
So that passion, slipped through the cracks

But the money only made me feel alive for so long,
I don’t think it was fond of me either
It never stayed long
Probably because I spent it
On those friends only there when I needed a crowd
But when money left me, the silence…
It was deafeningly, violently, loud

Then one day, someone I knew not too well
Asked me if the money made me feel alive,

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I’m Definitely Not Done.

The truth is, this is only the beginning.

Just a snippet.

I’m forgetful too often.

Your 20s are your glory years.

The greatest time of your life.

So they say.

What about passion?

and my goals.

The next generation,

in need of inspiration.


Have you forgotten?

I’m not here for me.

I was planted to grow,

My roots have deepened,

soiled with minerals of the surrounding.

Still got time, because I’m not done.

I’m definitely not done.

Avoiding Minor Anxiety Attacks Is Getting Easier

The way I push traffic to my blog is probably pretty annoying, but at least it’s working. As a public relations student who is nearing graduation, I might have to drive traffic to a website someday. In all actuality, this blog is for me and my future!

Lately I have been noticing how much positivity came out of making this blog. I’m learning a little bit of code, (even more than I did in web design class…) I get to speak my mind freely, show people what I think, and maybe even inspire a couple people. I even gain perspectives from all directions considering I follow some interesting people on wordpress.

I think that is awesome.

This post is just a little reflection. Just a little tidbit of positive information that seems to be a rarity lately. I’m not as worried about little things right now. Well, not as worried as I was at least, but this is a time that is full of decision, decisions and more decisions!

Graduate school? A job? Run away? (just kidding)

This last month of my collegiate career and I am starting to get excited. Yes I do have some brief moments of freaking out which last a couple days, but I know I can do this! It is just going to take time and hard work. If I keep reminding myself of that, maybe I will avoid the minor anxiety attacks that have riddled my week lately.