Monday, February 8, 2016

The Goat House: An Introduction



Introducing a new fictional series—The Goat House.  Stay tuned for part one.

I wasn't on the lease, but I might as well have been.  I spent a lot of nights there—too many.  By the end of it all, I even had had my own key to the place.  My mailing address was still in Atlanta, but my home was in New Orleans.

You wouldn't believe half the things we did that year if I told you, but the following collection of stories should give you a taste of what life was like back then—for me, at least.  I did some crazy shit...yet, despite all the bitches, booze, and battered brain cells, there was a certain method to our madness.  We were young guys searching for a path—just a few lost fish in an overflowing ocean.

Welcome to the Goat House.