Description
Tall tales from Myassa, Florida, United States of A Merka. The stories here are not presented chronologically. Myassa is not chronological, nor is it particularly geographical, just "north Florida". You can't touch it but you can taste it. It's nowhere but you can always get there from here. You never see it coming and you never have to leave. You won't be alone because Myassa is open all night, every night. You unlock this door through the myth of Myassa. Beyond it is another demention: a demention of stupid, a demention of sight gags, a demention of mind farts. You're moving into a land both shallow and sophomoric, of alt history and ironies. You've just crossed over into... The Myassa Zone. "Where you're past is our future." From the introduction to volume one.
Introduction to Volume 1 of the Chronicles of Myassa, Florida
