Santa Barbara: Black Sparrow Press, 1994. Octavo. Red pictorial boards with quarter black buckram, paste-down label on the spine. Mild wear and rubbing along the outer edge of the boards. 202 pages. First edition. Near fine.
His last novel.
“I needed a vacation. I needed 5 women. I needed to get the wax out of my ears. My car needed an oil change. I'd failed to file my damned income tax. One of the stems had broken off of my reading glasses. There were ants in my apartment. I needed to get my teeth cleaned. My shoes were run down at the heels. I had insomnia. My auto insurance had expired. I cut myself every time I shaved. I hadn't laughed in 6 years. I tended to worry when there was nothing to worry about. And when there was something to worry about, I got drunk.”