Showing posts with label South. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South. Show all posts

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Summer Vacation!

With the Summer rolling around one thing sticks out in my mind... Vacation! I believe that everyone is entitled to at least one good break from this crazy world and be able to put your feet up and relax. Now being in the South there are may great places to take a trip... almost too many places. Basically I'm not sure where to vacation this Summer. I do know that I want to save up and take a nice trip with My Lady, I'm just a little fuzzy on our destination. We could hit up Orlando and check out Harry Potter World (btw My Lady and I believe that you are never too grown up to enjoy the simple pleasures of being a kid, hell we think of ourselves as just big kids that like to goof off). I hear Harry Potter World is magical... pun intended...
Who wouldn't want to go here?!
I also think going to Charleston would be a great trip. I hear there are tons of places to go see and boom your're right there on the beach. Plus there's historic Charleston.
King St.

Where ever we go it's going to be incredible! Where would you suggest we go vacation this Summer?
I'm open to anywhere in the South!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Have a Brew!

Beer makes almost anything better, that's a given. Whether it be sports, parties, or even family events, beer is just makes everything more fun. I experienced this yesterday when I went fishing with a few of my fraternity brothers. They asked me if I wanted to go fishing and I figured that would be a perfect excuse to drink beer. I didn't have a pole, bait, hooks or any fishing gear, but I did have a coozie. So we went to the corner market and I purchased the classiest beer on the market... Pabst Blue Ribbon (PBR). People will tell you that PBR is a low quality beer close to the taste of Natural Light or Busch Light, but I say those people have insanity of the mouth. Pabst is an American beer! Respect it!...


Anyways, we got to the lake and I wasn't sure how the park felt about beer, so without a cooler I decided to wrap the 12 pk. in a jacket. I doubt I was fooling anyone though... who has a square jacket? Finally we got to the water, and after about nine or ten sad casts catching nothing but sticks and algee, I gave up and just decided to enjoy the nice February afternoon breeze with a cold Pabst in my hand. As I watched the sun slowly drift down to the horizon, I thought to myself "The South really is the limit."