Story Time


This sampling of stories is from my halcyon undergrad days at Tulane University. There, as a young whelp, I fell in with a shady bunch of elitist intellectuals. They lured me into writing for their subservient humor magazine, the BrouHaHa, with promises of barely legal nubile young "humor groupies" and trips to Club Med. It was here that I got my first real writing experience, and crossed that threshold from angst-ridden poet to aspiring humorist. Below are some of my works:



 Washed in the Blood of the Lamb

 All Good Things...

 A Few Thoughts