Beer Trek

I drank my first beer around a campfire in the Northwoods of Wisconsin when I was 16 years old. Due in no small part to that experience, a hearty drink—in my mind—is always best after a bit of adventure, ideally with steadfast compatriots. Continue Reading “Beer Trek”

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Get your follow on: Seen All Over and the return of Nothing More American

If you find yourself residing online way more than what’s considered healthy (much like I do), you’re always looking for fresh blog blood to make your Google Reader a more diverse and interesting venue. Presuming you are like me and that applies, let me make some site recommendations for your reading pleasure…
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