An Unlikely Zendo

In a small Texas town, a group known as the Floating Zendo drank and fumbled their way through the 1990's: a decade that wasn't lost- it was intentionally misled. "'Dear God,' I sent out into the muggy sunset, 'save me from nothing.' But hell, Neal was right: nothing happened all the time. I guess it takes more vigilance than I possess to guard against nothing. And nothing, as it turns out, is an outright bitch."