The Disability Resourcer walking his dog and newborn son after work. Finally...an arrogant jackass I actually like.
Pixie (DR's spouse), and the doctor holding offspring of DR & Pixie.
The former record store owner and the chemist/counselor.
This is where I ate lunch Thursday, The Atomic Cafe in downtown Beverly. Damn good coffee and sandwich.
The Vault, home of The Gathering where the conference was held.
Inside The Broom Closet, a downtown Salem magic shop. This is the shop keeper who was nice enough to chat with me while the Why Man was talking to some other people. Her mother owns the place.
The Why Man outside The Broom Closet during my private guided tour of Salem.
The Why Man chatting with a local friend along Essex Street in downtown Salem. Essex is a foot-traffic only street (with exception of delivery trucks). I was amazed at how many people would stop and greet The Why Man along my guided tour. The local witches and neo-pagans really have a deep respect for him, and I'm sure it goes both ways. By the true definition of the word, The Why Man is truly the 'pastor' of downtown Salem.
The Kid, an 18-year old transplant from Florida.
"This is what happens when you get a local christian book store to peddle their wares at your conference: Jesus Bobble-Heads" - the why man.
The abbess and her beer sampler at the Boston Beer Works. I visited that place at least 3 times...
These are two of the greatest, most 'pastoral' guys I've ever met. From Sacramento, CA: Smu (left) and the kayaker.
A discussion panel of the conference bad-asses. From left: the offspring of Jim & Tammy Faye, the abbess, emergent guru (Tony Jones), mother of Beverly MA, Streams Ministry guy, and the anti-debater (Jim Henderson).
A scene from Saturday afternoon's discussion panel with 3 neo-pagans. Left: a witch and owner of 'the broom closet' store (and mom of the shopkeeper in the earlier photo), a druid from a jewish background, and wiccan solitary practitioner Before Girl (who once worked at CBD with the doctor and DR). Smu was the mediator.
Meanwhile, back at the Beer Works with the doctor...
Jim & Tammy Faye's son in the vault during a photo shoot. He was like a rock star.
First Baptist Church in Salem, where the offspring of Jim & Tammy Faye was scheduled to speak...
Me playing ball with DR's dog.
8 comments:
Thanks for the compliment! Love all of the pictures. Great post.
Missing my secret Agent friend already.
boston beer works... gurgle gurgle
did you try the blue berry ale?
oh man.
Dude! this is like the best tour of the area, the conference, and the people at the conference. Thanks bro.
Mike - didn't try the blueberry. From the menu it sounded like one of those girl beers. Thus, I feared wasting one of my three visits on something gay. But everyone said it was good, so maybe I should have tried it. Next time.
That chick in the beer sampler photo got two of them at once.
and oh yeah, one of my alternate titles for this conference was "God For People Who Love the Beer Works".
...wish you could have joined us...
thanks for all the good photos B. Think I'm gonna steal that one of me holding a beer and use it for my blogger photo. T'was awesome having you up here my man. You're one of the good ones. :)
Dude! I have a bobblehead Jesus. He hangs out with my garden gnome. They have parties together.
Plus I like this talk of the "next time" you visit. Haha, sucker. You know you'll be back!
Jackass, not bastard. Get it right.
Hugs...
well, bastard is a better description, seeing as i am one and everything:)
French Kisses...
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