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Sean, The Road, Again

See what I did there?

It’s that time again. This year’s road trip is a humdinger too – hiking in Rocky Mountain, Zion, and Yosemite NPs, plus visits with friends, family, and fellow brewers. If you’re anywhere near the blue line, give me a call.

The man burns in 26 days.

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Eireann go Brew

This is truly essential reading for anyone who’s Irish, anyone who wishes they were Irish, anyone who enjoys etymology, and everyone else:

Faith & Begorrah, Sodom & Gomorrah

History records the day as one of extreme feasting and stuffing oneself to the gills, getting full and fat to last the remaining days of Lent. And, [...]

Rock Us, Bacchus

Je vais voyager en Nouvelle-Orléans de ce soir à mercredi. Laissez les bons temps rouler!

BM2K9 Photos

This is a thoroughly inadequate attempt to convey some of what Burning Man is like. You really have to experience it for yourself, but the best summary I know of is this: Burning Man is fucking intense.

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Pitstop in Hays, KS

I think you’re supposed to play dead.

Not too clear, but you get the idea.

Me, um, driving, apparently

Steering technique? A Yuri joint.


Magnificent Desolation

The Salt Flats

Reception seems unlikely.

Timer FTW

Pyramid Lake

Yuri, getting excited

Almost there!

Waiting for entry

Finally on the playa

Most of the things you see will be juxtaposed against incredible natural beauty.

Sizzle and her flamethrower

11:11 art car

The Retro Rocket

The utter lack of safety equipment is just awesome.

Ranger Post Berlin

The path to the Man

Fallopian Moth


Wonderful nutrition overall

Art car hijinks

Giant robot spider!

Properly licensed, of course

So much penis

Neat idea

Center Camp

Not really all that naked, by BM standards

DFT enthusiasm

Darwin Fish Tank (and Dave)

Barbie Death Village

What a sweet tattoo.

Temple at sunset

Temple at sunset

Art cars are EVERYWHERE.

The sun sets on the playa

Kite farm

I don’t actually know if this was burned, but I like to think so.

Most fun I’ve ever had with my pants on

Some art is pretty funny.


I did NOT make it out far enough to see if they included Pluto.

Putt-putt in the middle of nowhere

Really sweet bike

Sunset: time to head to Martini Village

Skinny Kitty

Yuri at the Skinny Kitty

Porta-potty prize patrol

The generator WAS running.

Public transit

Two men go into Thunderdome. One man comes out. Then a little later the second comes out.

Terminal City

Nothing like a dust storm to put you in the mood to hula.

Not even as safe as it looks

So dusty

Dan and Dave

Fire spinners

The only thing there’s more of than spinning, is fire.

I miss those crazy bastards.

NYC Photos

Much-belated, some happenings from NY, NY.

Only seven hours late so far…


Hooray beer!


St. Paddy’s parade I


















French flag?




I think these are grapes.


My first NYC hobo experience


Central Park I






Strawberry Fields and the Dakota


Columbus Circle




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I made a Dinosaur Comic! Turns out it isn’t too hard. I really am making potato salad though.


Berlin is a fantastically cool city. It’s the first place we’ve been so far where I could really see myself living. You have basically all of the last century of world histary within walking distance, plus a rocking night life every day of the week and a large immigrant population giving you good, affordable food [...]


So far on this trip, it seems like we couldn’t plan things as well as they happen by accident. As it turned out, the day we arrived in Basel was the same day they won the Swiss Cup. So after finishing off our remaining absinthe and taking in a free organ and chorale Bach performance [...]


Sunday we got a late start, but Ronny was nice enough to drive us to Interlaken. The weather cleared up in the afternoon and we had a great time walking around and window shopping. The hostel, as I said, was an American meat market, where a couple of pretty talented musicians (an Australian guitarist/vocalist and [...]


We’re in a hostel in Interlaken called Balmer’s – some ridiculous 170-bed hangout where the girl at the front desk doesn’t speak German and the shuttle you from one of their three bars to the next at precise times with the promise of 2-for-1 drinks. Not my kind of place, but it’s about the best [...]