Well, I’m back from SPX, and as promised, here are some photos:
Sarah and I spent a great deal of time waiting around in airports over the course of last week. That mostly mean lots of overpriced martinis and arcade games. It was actually pretty fun.


Wild horses couldn’t have kept us from being that close to the Lincoln Memorial without paying our respect.

Big Brother and his wonderful wife, Susan, put us up for the week. On a good day I can walk and chew gum at the same time; my brother manages to fight terrorism for the government AND make a really good Manhattan.

And then SPX! It was a great show. I would definitely go again. My favorite book from the show was The Man Who Loved Breasts by Robert Goodin. Just laugh out-loud funny.


Saturday night we had dinner with the One Percent Press clan.


Then I went back to the hotel, drank a barrel of whiskey and stayed up until 2 a.m. talking comics. I’ll spare you the photos in leu of this image of a herd of alpacas.

Yes, that’s right. Earlier in the week we went to an alpaca farm.
Vacations kick ass.