The Great Debate

With the world in complete chaos at the moment, ie; economic crisis, wars and rumors of wars, pirates, and moral fithiness abounding, I thought it would be a good time to talk about one of the oldest and contentionus debates. It is a debate that has torn good families apart and caused great heart ache to many. I'm talking about the conflict of Coke vs. Pepsi. The red and white can, or the red and blue can. Which one is America's cola? I feel that I can be a just moderator in this debate, due to my unbiased opinion of both drinks. My upbringing is deeply rooted in the love of both bevarages. Let me share a little family cola history. My Mom was raised on the east side of Cedar city in a place known as "dog town". Her monther was a staunch coke drinker and raised my mother as the same. Her Father was into the harder drink, Mountain dew. I must admit this is something that I also enjoy from time to time. My Grandpa's sister was also a staunch coke drinker, so staunch that she was buried with a bottle at her side at 93 yrs of age. (that is the honest truth.) Some attribute her longevity to her love of the brown elixr. *
My Father was raised in Cedar valley as a "valley rat" his Mother and Father her very staunch Pepsi drinkers. My dad made the "choice of a new generation" as well, though he gave up the cravings for pop in his early thirties. He rarely indulges in carbonated drinks now.
As you can see my upbringing was split between the two great sodas. I can honestly say that I enjoy them both equally and , feel that each one has its place. I like to think of them as fine wines, each one can be paired with a certain food to bring out its true flavors. But I will leave that discussion for another post. In closing ask yourself what side am I on? Once you know stand firm in your choice and enjoy. Dont be afraid to drink water in protest of a restaraunt not having your prefered drink. If your neutral like me, find joy in knowing that they will always have the one you like. Untill next time, drink on.

*DISCLAIMER*
Bergybros does not promote or condone the use of caffinated
drinks for health purposes.

Bergybros does not take responsibilty for feelings of guilt for drinking
caffinated drinks. If you feel like your going to hell its propbably not from
drinking a Coke or Pepsi.

A big shout out to all my Fans

I would just like to take this opportunity to thank all my loyal blog followers out there. With out you this big wheel just wouldn't have the desire to turn. From Cedar city ti the far reaches of Milford thanks for the comments it makes it all worth it. With every fiber of my being, and beyond a shadow of a doubt I thank you. Untill something random enters my thoughts, I thank you.

ONE HIT WONDERS

Do you ever take the time to sit back and think about all of the one hit wonders during your lifetime? I do. The world often thinks of these songs as lame, and overplayed. Deep down inside you cant let go of those songs that are so dear to you. I mean can you really overplay song 2 by blur. You know the song that say Wooo whoo! over and over again. What about tubthumping by Chumbawumba? Is that song really lame? We're often told to not worry about what the world thinks so, I say to you turn up that Ice, Ice, baby. Crank that whoop there it is. Relax and let Frankie goes to Hollywood echo through the canyons. Never be afraid to admit that those songs are important to you. Shake Shake your rump! I would love to hear some of your favorite one hit wonders. Let the comments fly.

SICKNESS

Why do we have to get sick. I hate being sick. Being sick is so annoying. Most times that a person is sick, its not deathly ill, its annoyingly ill. You know, like a annoying sore throat, a annoying runny nose, an annoying pink eye (wink, wink, or maybe not). Its a terrible thing that we as human beings have to deal with. I also get annoyed by medicine. Usually it just masks the symptoms and, lulls you into a false sense of well being; then you come down off the syrupy high you've been enjoying and BAMM! back to being annoyed. Better living through chemistry is awesome untill the robtusin ride comes to a halt. The thing that we have to look forward to through all of this is the two principles of Hope and Change. Barrack and roll. Not.

I haven't died of lonliness yet, neither has my blog. Everytime I look at the stupid thing, I laugh and laugh, and laugh but then, I forget why I am laughing and move on to something else.

Scypher In The Snow

Have you ever seen the movie "The Schypher In The Snow"? Its a bout a kid that isnt very popular, and, people dont pay much attention to him. He ends up walking off the school bus one day, and falls in the snow, and dies. I guess he died of lonliness or, maybe he had a tumor or heart palpitations. I think it was Lonliness that did it. Its got to be the most depressing movie ever made. The point I'm trying to make with all of this nonsensical jargin, is that, maybe my blog should be called the Scypher blog in the snow. I dont think I will die, maybe just my blog.
Merry Christmas everybody.

P.S. If trees screamed, would we be so caviler about cutting them down? Maybe if they screamed all the time for no reason.

NHRA or Super Rednecks Convention

I attended the National Hot Rod Association powerade nationals this weekend. Its not the first time I've been to the drag races, but, it is the first time I didn't really enjoy being there. I came to the conclusion that hanging out with 20,000 drunk redneck/white trash/ mutants, (I think thats what you get when you cross a redneck and white trash.) is not really my bag anymore. Hanging out with a few drunk rednecks at family reunions is great but 20,000 is a little overkill. Maybe I'm losing some of my redneck traits as I get older. I still love cars, and, cars going fast, but sometimes the sacrifice one has to make to see the two is too much. I kind of feel like I'm abandoning my people( rednecks), but I guess some times in order to grow you have t leave the tribe. I'm sure I'll be back occasionally, but, I think I'm going to take a break from the Redneck superconventions for a while. I'll stick to the smaller venues like hunting birds in Ephraim. That's
not redneckish, is it? Once a redneck always a redneck. GIT R DONE, I guess.
Big Bergy