Don's not around to stop me, so I'm posting this picture of him. I call it "Don Wayne Gacy." Clowns are scary, especially the bearded ones!
Some of you have noticed that the big guy hasn’t been around for a few days, with no posts on the home page and no shots taken at me in the comments. Don’t worry, he’s fine and just on vacation. He’s up in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho tearing the place up with his boys, and possibly drinking as much Dale’s Pale Ale as he can get.
I was shocked to hear that he’s missed, but I guess people other than me actually like the guy. I’m sure he’ll be pleased to hear that some of you folks noticed his absence.
I’ll be on vacation soon, too, but I’ll be posting as I go, because that’s how I roll. Not like my slacker brother!
Beer & Whiskey Brothers 
I was wondering why the shelves at Brewforia seemed more flush with stock this weekend. Don’s not around to empty them! Enjoy your vaca, Don!
Yes, he accounts for over 37% of the local beer and spirits economy.
Sheesh, Jim. I just saw your “Don’s not dead” tweet and thought he was in an accident or in the hospital. Was that really necessary?!
I think every Beer Whiskey brother deserves a vacation without bringing the work along. Have a great time, Don.
Oops. I didn’t think the headline all the way through I guess. Sorry for the scare!
I knew something was up when I saw the Don Clown. It’s pretty funny after the fact.
That’s true, Clown Don should be a clue that everything is mostly normal.
I thought he had run off and joined a carnival! Good to hear he’s getting some well-deserved downtime.
He went to the carnival and tried out for the bearded lady gig, but they said he was too feminine. Go figure.
As Twain said, the rumors of my demise are much exaggerated. Just about to load up the family truckster and head back to Boise. Kids are still asleep and Wife is drinking coffee. So I thought I would take the opportunity to throw in a few comments. And by the way, Jim while I was rejected by the circus, they are really interested in you to fill the role of the 48 pound weakling. And I know how you love the Carneys…
Good to see Don hasn’t lost his edge on vacation!
Now c’mon, Scott. That’s only one little comment and he’s been resting up. Let’s see how hard he’s swinging the bat come Friday when he’s been back a few days.
And Don is the one who loves Carneys. He’s always saying he’s gonna go down to the fairgrounds and “rub beards with the Carneys.” I have no idea what that means, but as a beardless man, I never went with him.
Jim, now we know why you shaved the beard you grew for the “Halloween costume”. Perhaps you tried the beard rubbing too and liked it too much?
You got me, Scott. Now my wife cries if I get 5 o’clock shadow.