April Hoisington
Bio
A strong woman, still learning to navigate life, relationships and the world! Animal lover! Juggalette! Open minded, crazy woman with a heart of gold!
Stories (3/0)
Wasted what?
As I was running through the internet one day, I came across some very interesting articles. And then I noticed that we were having a contest for some weird unknown facts that are actually facts. So the one I found quite interesting, is from Guinness. According to this article Guinness waste almost 163,000 pints of beer in facial hair every year. Now we all know that Guinness Irish Stout is an all-time favorite for our Irish friends, and we also know how our Irish friends love to grow that facial hair. Of course, there are quite a few men around the world that like to grow facial hair so that is not a fun fact. No the fun fact here is that Guinness, had an actual research study commissioned and they found is that an estimated 162,719 pints of Irish Stout go to waste every year. The study also said it was via the mustaches. So those pesky little mustaches, that men have upon their faces, are in fact drinking themselves a good old Irish Stout Guinness. The fascial hair actually traps 0.56 mm of Guinness in their mustache or beard. They even went so far as to count how that got into the average beard or mustache with each sip. They estimated that it takes about 10 sips to finish a pint. They took the average estimate of 92,370 Guinness consumers in the UK that has facial hair. And that’s only the UK. If they consume on average 180 pints each year, the total cost of Guinness wasted annually is $536,000. I found this absolutely astonishing and also why would you do a study like that? But apparently, at Guinness, they really want to know where their Irish Stout is going. I myself am not a fan of the Irish Stout. but I thought it was very interesting that a company would go so far as to see where their extra beer might be going. So looking at that math again we have 92,370 Guinness consumers with ten sips per pint, with 0.56 mm milliliters getting trapped in their mustaches and each sip which equals 162,719 pints of Irish Stout that go to waste every year costing Guinness $536,000 a year. It was cute they said the moral of the story was shave and save. I found this on a website called, best life and the website is bestlifeonline.com.
By April Hoisington3 years ago in FYI
Cursed Little Black Book
This has been the worst damn week of my life! Matter of fact, it has been the worst month ever. And all because of that damn little black book. It all started when I helped my friend clear out this old house, she had been wanting to remodel. You see this house was old and creepy, and I didn't have a really good feeling about it but I helped her anyway. Pulling up to this house was like something out of a nightmare or Freddy Krueger. I was half expecting to find a boiler room in the basement when we went down there to get all that stuff out of there. Thank God there wasn't one, or I'm pretty sure I would have run screaming.
By April Hoisington3 years ago in Criminal
F.U.B.A.R.
Hello, I'm April and this is my weekly podcast. As we all know, life is, well fucked up and shit happens to all of us. In order for life to move on and get over my old, tired story I started this podcast to get it over with once and for all. I tell my life story the way I see it. Starting with as far back to birth as I can recall. Which, went very fast as from birth to about 8 or so I don't remember. What I do remember is bits and pieces and feelings. I started life as a regular, loving child. Not knowing right from wrong, up or down, or anything in between. Which as we all know, that's a baby for ya. As life goes on and we grow, we start learning, fear, loss, pain, anger, and well life. This podcast follows me through the years, things I experaneced, and what has brought me to whom I am. It also tells you of the things I've done, done to me, and the results of all those actions. I grew up in Riverside California, in the Wood Streets. That is the very nice older homes close to the really bad section of town. Have you ever noticed that? They will have a well off but not rich, middle-class family housing track. Yet right down a couple of blocks, it's a run down very cheap, really old homes and nothing but homeless and the poor. I sometimes wonder if they offer up these housing tracks to keep the poor away from the super-rich neighborhoods? Well, I'm getting off track now. I was born into a poor family, with a little towards the upper-middle class. My mother fell in love with a cook and had my brother and myself. My mom came from upper-middle class and my dad, poor white trash. As you can guess, mom left dad for her life back. Grandpa worked on top-secret planes for the airforce. I think grandma was a homemaker. Mom and her brother, spoiled brats. The rest I guess is really history. No one talked about what life was like, so I have to guess. Instead of guessing, I write about my past and try to stop blaming my past, for my fucked up shit now. I'm a huge fan of Gary John Bishop, so I want to give him credit where it is due. I want to move on with life, forget and forgive the past and live in my present. No blame or boogie man. Just me and my very fear-driven decisions. Those of which I wish to change from fear to in the moment, present in the present, no blame and no shame, best life I can. This is in no way, shape, or form is easy. I lose sight and start fights. Bring up the past to hurt those who hurt me. Well as we are learning or I’m learning, that will never work! As you will see, hear in my videos that come with this! So I’m this, I am introducing myself and how I live my life and what I do with problems and things that come up. Like I said, growing up in the woods streets of Riverside, California I was kind of in the middle there, I was not rich I wasn’t 100% poor, but I was somewhere in the middle, leaning towards poor! It was my mother my brother and myself living in this house and it was an amazing house! Huge yard in the back, kind of a small yard in the front and older house one of those Sears roebucks, kind of houses but maybe a little later date! When my son was younger not too too young I think about route 65 or six or something like that we lived in A seers roebucks house. Right next-door was a girl I grew up with a Lisa, and we were good friends then, but then she married my uncle and I got really weird! But like I said I mean there was a lot of stories back in the day mostly I’m trying to get the ones out that were more traumatizing, so that I can put them behind me once and for all. I’m doing this is a healing because living in the past is not good for you, and I want to get it all out once and for all and be done with it! Actually I didn’t know I’d have to type the entire episode as well! I’m really rusty so forgive me! But hey this is only the second time, okay maybe the fourth time of resubmitting! Walk this with me and enjoy the show. So without further ado, I give you, F.U.B.A.R.
By April Hoisington3 years ago in Families
