The Road

Three weeks left, so the Choke press tour is in full, relentless swing. San Diego on Wednesday, flew to Austin Friday night for a raucous screening at the U of T. I was fading fast before the Q&A so we found a chinese coffee and tea bar across the street called the Tapioca House or something. Hooked up to some insane iced cap with tapioca balls that I inhaled so fast I almost needed the Heimlich. I love the movie, but I'm not ready to give my life for a cheap but probably effective promotional stunt. In any case, I think someone would have saved me cause they had a bitchin chart on the wall (see photo) with bilingual instructions that should have insured that somebody in the joint would have been able to squeeze the glob of tapiocas out of my system. That damn drink kept me up until 3am watching hotel TV. No porn. OK, a little. Next stop, our nation's capitol. Think I'd be able to find any sex addicts there?