My favorite pictures

Since I took down tons of pictures on here, I have gotten emails asking to put some up. Fine, I will. Here are some of my favorite pictures from the past few years. Enjoy.

Here I am fresh back from Ireland in 2010 (see shirt). With me are my friends Shannon and Kelly. No offense to my friend Shannon, doesn’t she look hot in that hat? BTW, I survived a few nights in Dublin. Millions of brain cells did not.

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Halloween 2010. Besides Brett (The Penguin), no one is sober in this picture.

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I was 20, maybe 21 here. Man I was good looking once. What happened?

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Ireland 2010, again. My favorite thing is next to me. Her name was Rosie O’Sullivan. Lovely and I can still hear her beautiful accent like it was yesterday. O’Sullivan means “dark eyed-one” in Irish. This beautiful angel did have dark eyes.

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Aww, Shannon and Kristen with me, with Shannon’s husband in the background. Both married, both lovely and I’m still a nerd.

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I’m no thug. I’m not ghetto. My alter-ego “T-Bone With A-1″, well, that’s a whole different story. Yes, the gun is real.

It was New Year’s 2013….. I have no clue what’s taking place here. I was on beer #16 along with tons of Bourbon already down my throat.

My favorite person from work with me one night at the Highlands Taproom. Emily beyond beautiful like always!

   Halloween 2012. Gilligan’s Island. We came in 2nd. Rigged ass contest.

Sad….. my last night in Ireland 2010. This was me along with some of the staff from the Arlington Hotel. These people were beyond nice and showed me true hospitality. I never felt home sick due to them and I almost didn’t want to leave. If Rosie O’Sullivan would have been mine, I would have never left……

 Even though I was not in this picture, this is beautiful to me. This was Ireland. This is where my DNA came from. The forefathers of my dad came from here. I am proud of that. Seeing Ireland firsthand was a dream come true. My dad never got to see Ireland. I made it a goal in life to do so. It was even better than I ever dream it could have been. I am proud of my short-tempered, whiskey drinking, folklore believing, hatred of the British, lover of red-heads and Celtic DNA.

Only by the Night (Kings of Leon – 2008)

Sex is on Fire – There is a sexy girl I know. We get along quite well. I know for a fact she is an airhead and sleeps around. I haven’t made my move yet because like an idiot, I wasted time on a dumb ex and then two weeks on another loser. On my birthday this girl looked so damn good in some tight jeans. I am not a betting man. But if I was, I am betting this girl could rock the bed.

Use Somebody – I was talking to a girl named Lindsey. She had a job, a car and her own place. Unlike my ex, she had no drug problem and had all of her teeth (and her teeth weren’t rotted from drug use). She was also a redhead, my all-time favorite. We went out on a few dates and had fun. All my friends liked her. She was supposed to be my date this past Saturday. She ended up ignoring me Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Finally she texted me Saturday night and informed me her friend was in the hospital. She then stated she would come see me after work on Sunday since I was out celebrating my birthday. She texted me Sunday night and I asked her was she coming to see me. She said she would Thursday. I then texted her back saying “Ok, liar.” The bitch then called me going off while I was out with my friends. Bitch, get a life. You lied, not me.

17 – I feel like a pervert. A few times this year I’ve been cutting through Seneca Park to see my parents. There will be a group of young Sacred Heart girls jogging, normally in short, shorts. Damn, these girls be looking good as hell. I have three nieces older than these girls and another niece the same age. Man I wish I was 16 or 17 once again.

Be Somebody – I am sick of fake ass people. My friend Shannon’s cousin, my ex, this Lindsey bitch and so many others I’ve met or seen this year. How do these people wake up, look in the mirror and go about their day? How can you be happy in life being a pathological liar? How can you lie daily, steal and abuse drugs and think you “rock”? I guess it’s all mental. Maybe people are born to be losers. I rather be somebody than a fucking loser.

More of my birthday presents

Photo: Kinda a gag gift, Strange Brew is not what I named my website after. I named it after a Cream's greatest hits album. BTW john Martin, take the price tag off, lol.
Before I ran Louisville Strange Brew, some friends and me ran a local TV show known as “Strange Brew” some 14 years ago. Our show nor this site is named after this movie. This is a gag gift. Our show’s name was my idea. I named it after a Cream greatest hits album called “Strange Brew”. BTW, this is a very underrated cult movie from the 1980′s.
Photo: Thanks Shannon, Keith and John. Two more bottles of whiskey for me to drink. Am I proud of my Irish heritage or what?
Shannon and Keith got me a bottle of Bushmills’ 10 year. John got me a bottle of Jameson. Three bottles of Irish whiskey for Christmas. And yes, I am currently drinking the 10 year as we speak.
Photo: This may be my favorite present of all. My niece Michaela and nephew Matthew custom made this blanket for me.
My niece Michaela and my nephew Matthew custom-made this for me. This is probably my favorite gift of all.

British Steel (Judas Priest – 1980)

Breaking the Law – My loser ex begged me to talk to her a few weeks back. After four days of talking to her, I gave up. She is a pathological liar. She is currently charged with deception by theft for over  $500 (a felony), driving while under the influence and leaving the scene of an accident. This is not her first run in with the law. She was charged with reckless driving and charges dealing with heroin back in 2010. And she wonders why I dislike her, lol.

Grinder – Once again I need to stress how hot a certain girl at the Highlands Taproom Grill is. I would almost sell my soul to Satan to have her grind that ass all over me. I am getting hard thinking about her. On to the next topic.

Living After Midnight – My birthday is Monday and I work. Oh well, party time this weekend. Thank God for DD’s cause I’m going to be loving till the morning. First thing first, I have a date with a sweet redhead. Then when she’s gone, it’s party time cause I’m taking the city by 1AM.

Rage – Some prick named Joe Alliger (or something like that; he’s not important enough to recall his name) contacted me about my ex. He added me a few years ago on Facebook because she asked him to spy on me (true story). Today he informed me she told him I stole money from a bank account. That is news to me. Damn, wish I had some extra money. Anyways, the prick started telling me how I love her (even though she begged me to be in her life) and wanted her. I told him that he is a worthless prick. Anyone friends with a thief, liar and drug addict is a fucking loser. I banned him because like her, I hate fucking losers.

Cool drinks

When it comes to drinking I’m very simple. I love Irish Whiskey neat or on the rocks, mostly neat. I have a great respect for a Kentucky Bourbon on the rocks. I also love a good European beer from countries like Ireland, England, Scotland, and Holland and of course, Germany to name a few. I’m also a fan of American micro-brews. They do such a better job than corporate American beer companies when it comes to flavor and quality.

I am not into most mix-drinks. My dad once said it best – “Mixed-drinks are for women and queers.” Of course he was mostly joking but his point is well taken. Even though I hate most mixed-drinks, I do like a few of them every now and then. Below are a list of some of mine and how to make them. Enjoy and drink one for me!

Irish Coffee

1 1/2  oz Irish  whiskey 1  tsp brown  sugar 6  ozhot coffee heavy  cream
Combine whiskey, sugar  and coffee in a mug and stir to dissolve. Float cold cream gently on top. Do not  mix.

Irish Car Bomb (Give me a break people, I know it’s not really a mixed-drink)

Add the Bailey’s and Jameson to a  shot glass, layering the Bailey’s on the bottom. Pour the Guinness into a pint  glass or beer mug 3/4 of the way full and let settle. Drop the shot glass into  the Guinness and chug. If you don’t drink it fast enough it will curdle and  increasingly taste worse.

White Russian

Pour vodka and coffee liqueur over  ice cubes in an old-fashioned glass. Fill with light cream and serve.
Margarita
1 1/2  oz tequila 1/2 ozpremium triple sec (preferably Cointreau) 1 oz lime  juice

Rum the rim of a cocktail glass with  lime juice, and dip in salt. Shake all ingredients with ice, strain into the  glass, and serve.
Irish Flag
In a cordial glass or shot glass,  pour carefully in the order given, so that each ingredient floats on the  preceding one.

TV’s Top Ten Coolest Males

                As a guy, TV has produced a number of male characters that all heterosexual men strive to be in life. None of these men were truly role-models, but cool as hell. In real life none of us could have gotten away with half of what they said or did. This article is dedicated toward the best male characters in TV history!

10 – Peter Griffin

Drunk, stupid and lazy and yet he is married to a woman way out of his league.

9. – Barney Stinson

How can you not like a dishonest player that uses women for sexual pleasure?

8. – Dr. Becker

Was rude to his staff and patients. A complete womanizer that was married multiply times.

7. – Zac Morris

Every teen boy wanted to be Zac Morris. He was nice to nerds and dated every hot chick he could… sometimes two or three at a time!

6. – The Ladies Man

I have no clue what half the things he said meant. However, the women were more than willing to sleep with him.

5. – Dr. Doug Ross

I mean come on, the show sucked balls. But millions of women wanted Dr. Ross.

4. The Fonz

How can the Fonz not be on the list? He could get any girl and stop any fight. He could dance, ride a motorcycle and take your girlfriend all at the same time.

3. – Homer Simpson

He has quit over 200 jobs. Drinks a ton of beer. Family man, idiot and legend. What more needs to be said?

2. – Charlie

Based on his real life. Hookers, cocaine and hookers. He’s alright in my book!

1. Al Bundy

Hated his wife and kids. Had a great porn magazine collection. Could have banged women half his age daily. Had no problem scratching his balls in front of others. The best of the best.

Our shout out to “i am the clit master”

Our site has been up since last December. We currently have 620 followers, most of them via Facebook. Around 70% of them have been following us since January. That means we have a small, but dedicated fan base. We do thank you. Our website is shitty, but meant as pure stupidity and humor. If we make you smile once a week, we’ve done our job.

Nobody has posted more comments than “i am the clit master”. He has posted more but we have denied some due to their content. Yet he (I guess it’s a he) still comes back over and over and leaves comments. He my friends, is a true fan. This beer is for you! Keep the comments coming. Other readers, post damn comments! We love reading them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(not really “i am the clit master”, well hell, it could be for all we know)

The Power of the Nerd

Many people read this site. I am actually shocked at how much of a following we have here. We have over 600 followers. Not bad for the most immature, stupid and worst Louisville website of all time. I love being honest with my readers. Listen, I am a nerd. I may be the biggest geek you could ever meet. I own over 100,000 baseball cards and can tell you random baseball facts that no normal person should know. I have a UK Logo and Homer Simpson tattoo. That’s just who I am.

I have found out however, most women like honesty. They like you to be yourself. Lately I have been in “the zone”. My luck with the ladies has been beyond good. Listen, no lying here. I haven’t banged all of these ladies. I have just met many women lately and I forgot how easy it is to meet new women. Damn, I am that smooth. Women can’t say no to the “geekness”. They may dream about the hunk, firefighter or Brad Pitt look alike, but the nerd is what they actually go after. What can I say, I’m that good.

It all started early last month. My dad’s health and memory is not what it once was. I started thinking over things. I hadn’t talked to my ex Liz in over two years. I told myself I didn’t want to hold a grudge against her or anyone else. I emailed her and after a few emails Liz decided we should hangout. We did and wow, what took place even shocked me. She was all over me, and I was all over her. It was like we were meant to be. Make a long story short, I could have so had sex with her a few days a later. She was drunk, horny and was all over me. However, I did the right thing. I didn’t take advantage of the drunken horny bimbo.

Liz and I didn’t work out, not even as friends. I don’t like liars or drug abusers. She is both. After seeing how fake she still was I felt bad. Why does my luck suck so badly? A few days later I was sitting at work. A very cute girl who works in the daycare approached me. She actually came to me for work related purposes. We started talking (I was so hitting on her) and when she turned to walk away, she asked could she have my number. After a few days of talking I asked her out for dinner. She said yes and then ended up canceling out on me. Sadly, she has Asperger`s and doesn’t do well socially. She is still sweet, smart and a cool chick. I hope she gives the next guy a fair chance.

When she asked me for my number, I felt good. I was like damn; I still can spit some game. After she canceled on me I wanted to prove she wasn’t a fluke. So a couple of weeks later I saw this cute little dirty blonde at the Highlands Taproom. She sat next to me and I quickly noticed her lovely green eyes. As soon as she sat down I started talking to her. Next thing I know we’re playing pool. That led to a few drinks. That led to me taking her out for a 2 AM meal. She took my phone and programed her name and number into it. Sucks she lives in Owensboro, but she’s in Louisville due to work every few weeks. If anything, I have made a hot new female friend.

Then I met an older woman. She is 37, seven years older than me. We started talking and she invited me to watch her “Jell-O-Wrestle”. She has a smoking body. Hell, her body is better than most 18-25 year-olds. This lady loves a nerd. She even has a Johnny Deep tattoo. We have hung out a few times and the babe is always all over me. She knows how to make a nerd feel good. She also gives one hell of a back massage.

No, my fun didn’t stop there. I met a red-headed chick. She was okay. Nice body, very sexual in nature. However, she was too much of a “slut” for me to be more interested. Don’t get me wrong, I love women and their bodies more than any guy. But I don’t dig sluts. She even told me she likes to see numerous men at the same time. I really didn’t feel like going in for seconds or thirds. She’s the kind of chick that is like “Let’s hangout Monday,” after a weekend of banging dudes. My answer, “Call me Thursday.”

Last night the nerd struck gold again. I saw this shy dark-headed gal at the Highlands Taproom. She had a short skirt, showing off a nice set of legs and thighs. We talked for a few hours and I ended up with yet another number. She’s a little bit of a bimbo, but hey, that’s great news for me. That means less work for me if I decide to pursue her. Less work and effort is what all men like best. Am I right, or am I right?

Somewhere in between all of these women, I met a girl name Kim. I believe I met her while I was still talking with Liz. Kim is too much of a drama queen. She is also hung on her ex and that annoys me. The few times I asked her to hang out, she never does. She did once and texted her ex the entire time. I’m not upset about this; I didn’t find Kim to be attractive what so ever. I feel bad because she so wanted me. My point is simple. Lately the ladies have been digging the nerd.

Until lately, I forgot how much a little confidence can work. I have done nothing special meeting these women. I have done nothing special for the make-out sessions. I was just me. And all of these ladies have been into me. None of them are alike. Liz is a liar and petty. The girl at work is sweet and socially awkward. Jen, the dirty blonde, is highly educated and much younger than me.  Kandy, the redhead, was a complete ho. Emily from last night was very, very shy. Heather was older than me. Confidence is all you need. Honesty is the key.

Listen nerds, don’t be afraid of women. Talk to them. If a nerd and geek like me can get women, why can’t you? Have you not seen my pictures? You can’t be a bigger nerd than me. Well you can, but I’m trying to build your confidence. One thing a good looking friend told me once – the worst thing they can say is no. You be surprise how many women will say “yes”. You will never know if you don’t try. Women dig the nerd. Just a fact of life.

One more thing – I could have met a chick two Fridays ago at the Highlands Taproom. She was in town from South Carolina and is moving here soon. My “friend” Steve showed up and started talking religion in the bar. He offended the girl and she walked out. Thanks, Steve. You totally cock-blocked me.

Neat facts about Louisville Strange Brew

Countries with most visitors to our site

  1. United States
  2. England
  3. Australia
  4. Germany
  5. Ireland
  6. Japan
  7. Canada
  8. Brazil
  9. Iceland
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Most common search terms people use to find our site

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Busiest days of the week

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  2. Saturdays
  3. Sundays
  4. Wednesdays
  5. Fridays
  6. Mondays
  7. Tuesdays

 

Odd few weeks for me

1 – Last month I tried making peace with one of ex-girlfriends I’ve known half my life. Sadly she is more into lying, drugs and using people than wanting a real friendship.

2 – My friend Shannon was still mad at me over things I said to one of her friends. One night I was drunk while she was bartending. Showing what type of person she is, Shannon made sure I was getting home safe.

3 – A cute girl from work asked me for my number. I was interested and was looking forward to taking her to dinner. She has some issues (nothing funny) and decided she didn’t want to go. I still think she is a very sweet and a  smart person. I was very disappointed about the canceled date.

4 – A guy I know named John passed away. I went and saw him. It was sad but some good came out of it. Shannon saw me there and our friendship is back to normal, which I had missed.

5 – Over the weekend I met a girl named Jen. She was cute and was hanging at the bar. We started talking and ended up grabbing a bite to eat. She gave me her number so we can hang out again sometime. She had such rosy cheeks and lovely green eyes.

6 – Saturday night I was completely sober and yet, fell down at the Highlands Taproom and bruised up my left knee. Friday night I was totally drunk and got home without any injuries. Ironic isn’t it?

7 – Sunday, Shannon and I put down 19 beers in less than four hours (I had ten to her nine). Yes, our friendship is so back to normal.