Trying to get rowdy: first attempt.

Last Friday there where many things that happened, that hadn’t happened in a long time. The catalyst for everything but the snow was Mux Mool playing at First Ave. He played a good set, and hopefully next time he comes back he won’t be opening for some crappy hippie dance band.

I can’t believe the shit I used to get this guy to do, and we weren’t even drunk.

All you hooved can eaters better watch out. Stats, Campy and Me are on the loose.

North East:

Where you can’t be too broke to get dead drunk.

The Super Highway:

Where the wind is always in your face, and the beer is always on your back.

Time is running out.
Supply is almost unlimited.
Demand is wavering.

Not pictured:
Double Galaxy
Jupiter + 4 Moons

Back West for another wedding, this time the climb was a bit longer, and way hotter.

Trouble with taking pictures of the mountains is everything looks great, so it was a bit harder to narrow the selection down.

There was also a wedding: full set