I’ve been realizing recently that even though I can juggle multiple side-projects at once, I can only really pour lots of time and energy into one. For a while now, that one has been my podcast. So that means I post on here about once a week and I put up movie reviews on my other blog a couple times a month and I haven’t touched my Spanish blog in months.
This weekend marks the eighth annual Oktoberfest with Schnaps, Soulman, BHouse, Gavette, Barn, Butros, Whipple, Ed, Stavros, etc. I sadly missed number 6 because my lungs weren’t working, but I’m excited for number eight. Last year was dubbed Augbachtobirthdayfest or something along those lines. It happened to be in August and fell on mine and Cameron’s birthday. This year Soulman’s calling it Ochtoberfest. I’m definitely looking forward to some new catch phrases. Something emerges every year but not many have stuck around. I think my most famous phrase has been “PARTY VEHICLE!!!!!!!!!!!” which is what you call a vehicle you could possible have a party in. There’ll also be some Whipple-ball, videos games, TV watching and lots of hilarity. And who can forget topping everything off with a trip to Schmitt’s Sausage Haus in quest for the ever elusive “meat headache”? Hopefully we won’t have a repeat of number 5 where the neighbors called the cops. Funny thing is their party was way louder than us listening to music on the porch. People are weird sometimes.
I’m jealous you’re going to Columbus. I’m jealous you get to eat at Schmitt’s Sausage House. I’m not jealous you have to try to drive all the way home after eating at Schmitt’s.
It can be difficult to operate heavy machinery or a motorized vehicle after acquiring a meat headache. I managed somehow though.