Which came first the Wiener or the Wiener?

Have you ever wondered the origins of slang terms? The other day I was talking with my friend and we discussed the origin of the term wiener for hot dogs and whether or not the slang term for man junk came before or after the introduction of the cow beef wiener. There are two possible conclusions, either the all beef wiener came first or the slang term for the all man wiener came first. My initial thought was that a bunch of immature men (really any men) had been calling their twig and berries a wiener and decided to make a food that had a similar shape and would feed it to people and sit back and laugh while the duped individuals enjoyed the moist and tasty treat. The other idea was that the all beef cow wiener came first and that due to its unfortunate shape the term wiener became a slang term for the male naughty part. While I like the idea of the first story I decided to do a little research and find out more about the term wiener.

First off be careful what you Google. The Germans have been eating sausage wieners for years it appears which seems to make a lot of sense, you know because Germans love David Hasselhoff and wieners. German Americans introduced us to wienerwurst which is German for Vienna Sausage (also a slang term for ill-sized dude junk). The term hot dog originally appeared in the Oxford English dictionary in 1900 and cow beef wieners were popularly sold at Coney Island. In the 1920’s wiener roasts were very popular as people would roast the juicy specialty meat over an open fire. This is the end to my extensive search on wiki answers and I wasn't able to find any information on the slang term wiener and its origins.

 While I like to think that immature men were the genius mind behind the off colored American treat there doesn’t seem to be any evidence at all to support my theory. On the side of my theory though there doesn’t seem to be any data showing when the slang term wiener first came into use which is exactly what the individuals who first decided to make a dingy shaped food would want, no evidence. While the facts show that the most likely scenario is that the all beef wiener came first and that the slang term for the tally whacker came second I still keep hope that evidence will surface and make the true naughty nature of the All American treat known to all.

Service Dan Style

This is the type of service/experience you can expect when you are lucky enough to get me as your waiter.

Planning?

Planning is not what I would call a strong suit of mine. I don’t know when my lack of planning started but I have a feeling that I was just born that way, mostly because I can’t remember a specific time when I did a lot of planning.

My earliest memories of being a “nonplanner” come from grade school…….middle school…………… and high school (I had a little trouble launching). Often I would come to my mom at about 11pm the night before a major project/assignment was due. Instead of letting me fall flat turning in a half assed project or the more likely scenario nothing at all I was helped a little bit. Ok so I was forced to fall asleep sitting in a chair while my loving mother would produce me an A project that over and over again I would take full credit for and go on to graduate high school with ………graduate high school.

My disregard for planning wasn’t limited to school projects even though they proved to make me my most frequent offender. Other examples would include a scouting trip (no comments on me being a scout) where I was left in charge to plan a multi day camping trip. Everything went off without a hitch until we got to our camp site after dark and the question was asked, “Where are all the flashlights and lanterns?” I think you can imagine the answer.

A couple of years ago I went to Lake Powell with some friends. Now I don’t love sandals of any sort but when at Lake Powell and planning to go on a hike it might be important to bring some sort of foot device that one could get wet and hike in. I suppose DC skate shoes could fit this description but after hiking, swimming, and wading through deep mud in some I wouldn’t recommend it.

I am often late to work even though my house and work aren’t getting farther apart. I don’t spend a lot of time (any at all) thinking about the future. I don’t get my oil changed till its 500 miles overdo. There isn’t a lot I do in life or think about doing until I have to or until after I needed to. When it comes down to it I like living in the here and now even though it doesn’t work out well for me a lot of the time. I’m proof that you don’t have to plan and can easily be average.  

Being A Kid

Getting older usually means more responsibility higher stress and less time to have carefree moments. Having more responsibility doesn’t mean that I’m not happy in fact it is usually the opposite because responsibility brings the satisfaction of achievement when goals are met. That being said I think it is important to take time for some care free moments with people you love. To have an effective care free moment it is important to participate in an activity of some sort that originally took place at a care free time in your life. I’m talking about something that doesn’t cost a penny and will most likely result in trash talking that reminds one of grade school. Here is an acceptable list of care free activities (according to me):

Dodge Ball

Wall Ball

Tag (Under Dog Style of Course)

Red Rover

Kick Ball

Any Activity Participated in on a Trampoline

Feel free to modify this list but keep in mind this list includes no adult leisure time activities and I feel that this is what makes these activities so perfect.

The other night some friends and I got together and played kick ball in a backyard. You can guess what happened; rules were amended mid game, arguments about whether or not someone was out arose, the score differed depending on which team you asked and my personal favorite after catching a fly ball I was chased down and kicked by a girl. (I think she was flirting with me)

The result of this game was a couple of hours that were only focused on the task at hand and a swassy mess involving anyone who didn’t dress in athletic apparel just like grade school recess (skinny jeans and exercise do not mix). I was lucky enough to be on the winning team which meant that the rest of the night I was one of the idolized hero’s to all those who participated. At least I think everyone idolized me, I did kick a gnarly home run in the first inning.

Life is meant to be enjoyed and when the monotony of responsibility sets in it is important to stop and enjoy a care free moment here and there.