The Dead Sea is the deepest, diviest place on earth. Vic Neverman will do anything for a cold beer.
Author: Vic Neverman
Love Triangles of the Ozarks
“Nothing good happens south of Knob Lick, Missouri.” Vic finds himself playing diplomat in the middle of a love triangle.
A Thirsty Pilgrim in the Holy Land
Vic is in Tel Aviv during the final hours of his Levantine pilgrimage. Surely, there is enough time for one more drink…
Cocteles y Cocodrilos de Cuba: a tiki bar story
Vic is in Cuba to chase crocodiles and drink rum. And he’s all out of crocodiles.
Ulysses in Saigon
It is Tet, the lunar new year in Vietnam. An American tourist is unraveling on the gutter’s edge. He plunges beer-bloated hands deep into tight blue-jean pockets. It is a futile attempt to anchor himself to something more tangible than his run-afoul luck.
Brr Humbug: the Drunken Elven Revelry of North Pole, Alaska
North Pole, Alaska, is a one-trick pony and don’t let the chamber of commerce convince you otherwise. Beyond those plastic elves and giant Santas, there is Mrs. Robinson, an unassuming mobile dive bar.
On Top of the World, there is Nowhere to Run but Down
Skinny Dick’s Halfway Inn is a mythical stopping point for wayward travelers journeying into the hinterlands of Alaska. The VanDango-Neverman Expedition makes a visit and finds more than they’re willing to bargain for.
Last Night in Little Rock: Cherry Boy on the Run!
After a dramatic night out on the town, Vic joins the Hash House Harriers for a drunk run through the snow-filled streets of Arkansas’s capital.
Cassadaga Bedeviled (or “something wicked that way went”)
Vic Neverman is chased back into the confines of the hotel lounge after a seance in the woods is disturbed by Satanists running amok.
City of Dead Ends: Medieval Nights in North Africa
Vic is in the ancient city of Fez, leading a group of coed travelers through the perilous streets in search of revelry, only to find death and despair.