Nathan McCabe

This month, a dislocated elbow kept me from the keyboard for a little while – But, better late than never! Here is the tale of a mad sailor, and his loyal cat, Jack. He’s traveled from as far North as folk live, to as far East as they don’t. Wandering back, sleepwalking from town-to-town, he now returns, bearing more than just a queer story.

I told a shorter version of this at the Grand Pillow Society last month. If you were there for the show, I hope you now enjoy the rest of the story. Let me know what you think! Share it around.

Print version available on request to folks in Groningen.