Getting There (and godawful smells)
You ever finish writing a book, rewriting a book, editing a book, copy-editing, all that shit, then three weeks before it launches, you remember a thing you should’ve put in there. I’d be pretty upset about it, but I do drugs. What it looked like, when I realized that I forgot to put this in the book—I stood up, hose in hand, refrigerator full of suds, …


