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Posts by Brett

Comics are for Kids…and Amtrekkers

Hey Team,

I’m en route to San Diego for the Comic Con! I’ve been reading comics practically since I could read but I’ve never been one for the conventions. Maybe it’s just because I’ve never been into any one thing enough to feel I need to wear a costume to properly show the world just how big a geek I am. (Only my sister knows for sure.)

I usually keep my head down when I walk into the comic book store, make a bee line for the new comics, grab what I need and get out before the overpowering smell of other people’s parents’ basements gets to me. (That was a lot of S’s, someone should check that for grammar. I’m kinda busy.)

I tend to avoid at all costs conversations that start with topics like, “Who do you think would win if Batman fought Wolverine?”

1. Because I hate to get overly embroiled in other people’s nerdy fascinations. I’m there for the story. Just like television or movies, it’s just another medium.


2. Because that’s a stupid question. (Batman would win hands down.)

However, “The Amtrek” is all about new experiences and I LOVE being around huge groups of people that all have something in More >

California Screamin’

Hey Team,

Being in California is starting to have a very strange affect on me. And not the type I would expect. You’d think being this close to home without being able to actually go back to my bed and see the whole family (That’s awkward. What’s my whole family doing in my bed?) would make me even more homesick. But any and all feelings of wanting to be at home right now are completely overshadowed by my own irritation with myself.

I seem to be much less friendly in California. I think it’s because I already have so many friends here. Normally in my travels I talk to everyone that makes the mistake of looking in my direction because, in some respects, I have to. If I’m in another state I’m completely alone and (for lack of a better phrase) I’m always recruiting. Life is a team sport, you can’t go at it alone…or rather you can, if you don’t mind having the crap kicked out of you by the other team until the ref starts to feel pity for you and calls the game thanks to an obscure mercy rule (ok, the analogy kind of breaks down in there somewhere).

What More >

66% Hitched

Hey Team,

I’m really sorry about the long delay between the last update and this one. But for the record: Where you all see a slacker, I see a great friend.

I had to fly back to California this week to fulfill my “Best Man” duties and got caught up in the wedding week madness of one of my favorite guys on the planet. I’m still on a crazy no sleep streak and I’ve developed an annoying tendency to nod off every time I have to sit still for more than five minutes, but I’m fine if I keep moving. I’m like a hyperactive narcoleptic.

From here on out though it’s business as usual. After today I’m free to go back to the 24/7 adventure schedule that makes life so worth living (and so exhausting). 66% of my closest friends are married now, and I don’t think anyone else will need my presence for another wedding party anytime in the super-near future.

Also, things are going well with the site and I think (if all goes well) there should be a couple little surprises popping up soon in the form of videos.

I hate to leave you guys with nothing but an apology and a More >

A Californian in a Connecticut Yankee’s Court

Hey Team,

After a long day trapped in the dark, dank, pit of despair that is Penn Station, New York I finally managed to escape the gravitational pull of angry, bitter people and make my way up to Connecticut. I didn’t stay long BUT I did get stay my friend Sarah, her husband and her GIANT belly.

They probably don’t remember this but they PROMISED to name the baby, due in three days, Brett.

I also got to ride an indoor carousel built in 1914. That’s me on my battle stallion “Blackness!”

Don’t laugh; he’ll eff you up.

And in the coolest trip of the day…I got to tour Mark Twain’s house!

As one of my all-time favorite authors it was way cool to see what bad taste in interior design he had. No, seriously…terrible.

But I did get to touch the same banister he used to drunkenly walk up stairs to his study and write incredible pieces of American literature like Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. Naturally, I expect that talent to have rubbed off on yours truly and from now on you should be see much more goodly written blogs.

Like I said, I wasn’t in Connecticut for long but only because I have “Number 8” More >

Spare Change

Hey Team,

I was in New York yesterday and feeling pretty disgusting. The day before, I had jogged several miles with my pack, milked a cow, mowed a lawn and slept on a park bench in front of a closed train station. Disgusting is probably an understatement considering I still hadn’t had a chance to shower. But then the most amazing thing happened! A bum asked me for change.

Because this is America, and I know that above all else appearance is what really matters, I can rest easy knowing that at least in one tattered man’s eyes I was still on the winning team. If I can cross 48 and 47/48th more items off my list while still maintaining the appearance of someone that can “spare change” I’ll know I’ve done the best I can. And since I’m still on a cow milking high I’m feeling pretty optimistic.

Okay kids, I’ll post some Connecticut pics a little later but most of the last two days have been travel, so for now…

I’m done.


Been There Milked That

Hey Team,

What an incredible day! I wish you were all here with me! I guess this will just have to be the next best thing.

Okay, let’s get down to brass tacks…or y’know, regular tacks will do too. Last you heard I was set to meet “Dan the Amish Man” (My name for him, not his. In fact I don’t think I would call him that to his face.) but let’s take a couple steps back for just a second.

I got off the train this morning after minimal sleep and walked across the street to the local bakery were I met Abby.

“Hey Abby, suppose I wanted to start walking vaguely in the direction of the nearest Amish Dairy. Which direction should I choose.”

“I’m not sure but there’s a market downtown and sometimes the Amish sell dairy products there.”

“Good start. Thanks!”

And it was a good start…great start even. It led me straight to Nina who was selling milk. Who recommended me to Rebecca the seller of fresh veggies. Who pointed me towards Rachel the fruit-stress (Does anyone really care if I just make words up once in a while?). Who pointed me towards Dan of the Donuts and his blue ribbon “Chow More >

Lancaster…no! Superfuncaster!

Hey Team,

This was too awesome not to throw up a quick update. (That’s throw up as in “put up quickly.” I don’t mean to suggest I just vomited on my keyboard and these words magically appeared.) I was wandering the streets of Lancaster, PA this morning looking for an Amish man with a cow I could milk (Which actually went better than you’d think it would.) when I saw a sign promoting all the great things Lancaster provides to the interested tourist. LOOK!

They have a field and a park AND a cemetery. If only I had time to take it all in.

In other news: I’m 1/48th of the way done with 32 after finding this geocache in Pennsylvania!

PLUS (as long as this sudden and all too biblical rain storm lets up) I’m suppose to meet the patriarch of an Amish family at their home at 5:30 because his son-in-law owns a dairy farm. Look out 9, I’m right on your tail! (So to speak.)

The bad news: Regardless of whether or not this lead pans out I have an eight mile walk back to the train station, at night…possibly in the rain, to look forward to. Once more, with feeling More >

Boston Uncommons

Hey Team,

I cannot overemphasize how incredible Boston has been! I’ve met a ton of incredible people and done some really cool stuff! Of course, that all means I’ve already stayed here much longer than I intended. If the rest of the Amtrek is half as amazing as the last four days have been then…holy crap, words can’t express how cool it will be.

Here a quick illustrated recap of Boston: Here are the guys I’m staying with.

Some of the friendliest douche bags on the planet, and all of them great people to spend your free time with. I’ve only known them for four days but it feels like so much longer. We’ve wandered the pubs and taverns of Boston together in a night that just kept going (even managed to be asked to leave an IRISH tavern for singing shanties, played ultimate until all the sweat in our bodies escaped through our pores, “prison break” style, and screamed ridiculous chants gleaned from some poor kids lost baseball! GREAT times!

At the office of the good people at Google I got treated to a free lunch

and took the grand tour on an electric scooter.

Have I ever mentioned how much I More >

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