Beer. What would college be without it? Probably a lot harder to make those tough decisions when rushing a fraternity (yeah Frat boys, you know what I'm talking about.)  The great thing about beer, though, is that it can be enjoyed by people of all ages. Now, I'm not condoning any illegal use by minors; that's a no-no (as if we minors care about legality.) It's a beverage that is served to the depressed and the joyful, hopefully making the depressed joyful and not vice-versa. Sometimes it makes up giddy; and sometimes it makes us sick. Yes, we've all been there. Sometimes it's great for a great game of beer pong, which for the people who are unfamiliar with what that is, you can contact the guy pictured below about it (yeah, he's a pro. He also has the best hangover cures ever. True story.)

I've only got one problem with beer: the fifth or sixth one always jumps out of my hand!

But really, beer has become one of those iconic symbols of a sporting event. At major league baseball games I look around and almost every adult has a beer in their hands, and they never settle for one beer either. While at my colleges homecoming football game, nearly every person in the stands had a beer (students included [oh, we're so naughty!]) Drinking beer is just one of those things that has to be done, or else it's not a football game. Hell, I woke up that Saturday morning only to be confronted by my neighbor - a Montana local - who had a pained look about him, telling me that we had missed Kegs & Eggs. (For those of you who don't know, Kegs & Eggs is literally what it sounds like. Beer Kegs and breakfast eggs. Yum!)

As kind of a joke, one of our friends made a bet with him that he couldn't go a week without an alcoholic beverage. So while I was enjoying the incredibly intense film 300, he came in and handed me his last beer. Apparently the can of Bud Light was becoming too much of a temptation, and needed to be in "trustworthy" hands. This tells me two things: (1) I'm a trustworthy guy, and (2) sometimes beer can be a devilish temptation.  I thoroughly expect one in three college students here at the University of Montana to be alcoholics by the end of their college experience.

It's been a while since I wrote for this blog, but I figured I'd write about something distinguished and prevalent in international society today. I mean, it's probably the only thing Germans and Americans have in common.

But never forget the Aussies; their passion for a good brew goes unrivaled. Jolly good job, chaps.

P.S. I love beer. <3