Goat Quixote

Some have accused me of stealing from Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” when I penned this instant classic. What they don’t realize is that folk tales of fog-pooping are deeply rooted in goat lore of the 18th century. If anything, Frost stole from US!

Blah, blah, blah, say the humans. And baa, baa, baa, say I. Elections my tail! I’ve seen it all, man. Like, I was sitting in Bobby Dylan’s pad on 4th Street one night back in ’65, and he said, “You know, the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools.” And then … Read more

I don’t know any goat that’s 100% black or white or tan. Most of us are of mixed color, and proud of it. But I do know a few billies who are predominantly black, and I never understood how they could work at that racist place called ‘Maggie’s Farm.’ You know, it was ME who … Read more