Ah, Cinco De Mayo. A grand holiday that brings to mind sombreros, margaritas, awkward family encounters with my cousin’s salsa band… no one? Just me? Okay then…

Just as we’re sadly parting with our flip flops and trading them in for knee-high boots (theoretically…not me, though. I keep wearing mine till Thanksgiving!) we get a sunny reminder of what we’ll have to look forward to this Spring: crunches until we die and gorgeous drapey dresses.

Yes, I know. This already seems like I’m going to be writing an article pleading with chicks to “give bros a chance, YOU DON’T KNOW THEM LIKE I DO!” etc and so forth. Or that I am a bro in disguise, infiltrating a website for the ladies to spread my bro-paganda. But I’m not either of those things. It’s true, bros are some of the most infuriating people on the planet.

So you meet this guy. Yay! He seems really cool, you guys can talk, joy of joys! Visions pop up in your head of you two enjoying a picnic in the park, holding hands walking to class, maybe even him standing outside your window after a fight holding up a boombox (it doesn’t matter where he got a boombox, the point is that he has it) that’s playing “In Your Eyes.”

My first year of college is ending and it’s happening much. too. fast. in my opinion. It feels like I just got here, just took my first public bathroom shower, just attended my first lecture, my first frat party. But at the same time, with the amount I’ve learned, seen and done in the past 8 months, I feel like I’ve been here forever.

It’s no secret that I have an insane crush on Sam Adams. He’s cute, athletic, cute and, oh yeah, a famous rapper. I couldn’t wait to tell the world about this guy, and profess my love, so when I was told I would be interviewing him? Yeah, I nearly wet myself.

With Earth Day coming up (cue the Al Gore/whales/rainbows/wind technology montage) I took it upon myself to make a few Green changes in my life. I’ve swapped my regular lightbulbs for CFLs, picked up a few reusable grocery bags and started unplugging my electronics/appliances when I’m not using them.

Hello I’m Sammie and I’m a nerd. I may not have a love of Star Trek or Star Wars or Starbursts that includes costumes and fan fiction, but I am a nerd, nonetheless. I am a pop culture and politics nerd. My versions of insane celebrities are Glenn O’Brien and Jim Himes. If I meet these people, I’m reduced to a shell-shocked super loser who can’t stop smiling like Jack Nicholson from “The Shining.”

So tomorrow is Tax Day! Yay! Well, actually, not really, because taxes blow. Signing that check is like a shot to the heart to all the money that I have made…the little of it that there is. Basically taxes suck. BUT. Tax Day has an upside. “How can that be?” You might ask. Well reader, I shall tell you: FREE STUFF!

You may know Sam Adams as the guy who made that beer that your guy friends drink when they want to get fancy, but I know him as the hot Trinity poli sci major, soccer captain, supa fly rapper (oh god that hurt to write) who can rhyme and sing and just basically steal the hearts of every college girl around right now.