Well... we're here.

In almost every timeline available, if you are reading this email, you have moved your meat vehicle through space and time into the construct we are currently pretending to be 2021 E.V.

All things being equal, that in itself deserves you a trophy, a momento of some sort, perhaps even a good, old-fashioned bender where, after several days erased from your memory bank, you wake up in your neighbors yard, both you and their dog is dry-shaved and freshly tattooed and no one around you is super comfortable making eye contact.

Congratulations, Seymour, you made it. Here's to hoping you'll take some of those hard won lessons from 2020 and apply them to the benefit of you and everyone else in the world.

And, be proud of your achievement, son, because, I am saddened to report, not everyone has made it across this arbitrary finish line in the future. So many friends and family fell along the way, but, as long as we continue to speak their names to the polluted winds, they will not be forgotten.

One light we lost, just last week, was the patriarch of our old production facility, the inimitable Heyu Kelley. If any of you have ever attended a bon fire at IBW, then it was Heyu you should thank for that. Frankly, every time an IBW beer crosses your lovely lips a prayer of gratitude should go out to the beautiful, complicated - and often cranky! - Heyu Kelley because, without his light in our lives, IBW would not exist.

And Heyu was a saint for a lot more people than just IBW. Heyu spent an immeasurable part of his bio-energy working to make Chicago, Burning Man and the whole damn world a lot weirder than it would have been without him. Heyu's commitment to Life and proper living was and will remain a wild inspiration to so many people. I plan to honor him every day for the rest of my life by not ever letting up on the levers of the Weird. And, because of Heyu, I know that I don't ever have to let up. Because of Heyu, I know that one person really can make a difference in other people's lives. Because of Heyu, I know that the world just isn't Weird enough yet. We can - and we will - push this spaceship even further. And, I for one among many thousands of people he touched, will do it with Heyu in my heart.

Godspeed Heyu and thanks for the laughs, my friend.

Heyu & Sarsan in the high, unholy WTF Reserve.

For the rest of us still here on Spaceship Earth, there is beer. Damn good beer. And we want to share it with you.

Right now, you can find a few of our little potions on the mean streets of Chicago, Detroit, Georgia, Utah, Arizona and Ohio. A few esteemed choices remain:

YES H&ND - A 13% Peach Pecan Pie Ale made with our friends at Collective Arts.
BLACK FANG - A 10% Stout with cocoa, Vietnamese cinnamon and Dark Matter "Chocolate City" cold brew.
FRUIT CREEP - That 7.5% DDH DIPA that you would trade your little brother for.
BRONY - That 8% DDH DIPA that your little brother would trade you for.
TRUST - Our 6% Premium Lager that level sets your life.
JUNIOR ASTRONAUT JUICE - The 6% sibling DDH IPA of everyone's favorite ASTRONAUT JUICE.
DAGGER FLUTE - An old school IPA that you can stare at your cat through.

IF YOU'RE NOT INTO YOGA will be dropping later this month. This is the first time YOGA will be in 16oz cans. This 13% beauty is everything you wanted to be as a child; full of shaved coconut and fresh pineapple juice! Look for this in stores in a couple weeks. And stay tuned here, we'll keep you plugged in.

Our application is in with the state of Illinois for our NEW MIND CONTROL SUPER STORE opening in Norwood Park. We're hoping to be brewing out of there before the end of the month and we hope to be able to knock glasses with you in our MIND CONTROL SUPER STORE by April... or whenever this god damned pandemic finally GTFO.

In the meantime, if you need to dress yourself or your pet lizard in the hottest streetware available, go check out our little web store front and buy some stuff.

Ok everybody, let's do this thing! WE LOVE YOU HEYU KELLEY and miss the hell out of you already.