The west coast part of the book tour is over, but Mike and I are still on the road. We had to skip LA and San Diego, and now I guess this is a different sort of tour. I do not know what kind of tour exactly. I only know that we're out of books and we keep moving. We're in SF for another couple days, and then we're going to San Diego and then Mexico. I have bad feelings. We're probably going to die in international waters.
If not, we'll be in Toronto for Canzine
, then Montreal, then in mid-November we're crossing the Atlantic for readings in London, Edinburgh, Dublin, Paris. Moderation is like a foreign language. You have to learn that shit when you're young.