My heritage has never been an important aspect of my life like it is for some people. I’m not fond of continuing outdated traditions for some misplaced obligation to my ancestors’ way of life. I’ve always been told that I’m half Norwegian, a third Swiss/German, and the rest Irish. Despite my heavily Nordic name, this …

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Five days in to my dry January. The trick is to avoid bars, because I have no will power and cannot resist the temptation of drinking a delicious moscow mule or a stout beer. Unfortunately, that usually comes at the price of having a social life here in the midwest culture of booze. I’ve been …

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