Paul Ash appears to like his chemistry set just a little bit too much. He's also an absent-minded disassociated borderline psychotic narcoleptic insomniac. This little book follows Paul through three years of stumbling just along the edge of a functional existence. He fades into consciousness on busses pulling into stops in towns he doesn't recognize, in taxicabs other people have apparently already paid for, shady 1AM meetings with guys at bingo parlors, and finds himself wandering through lower Manhattan on Sept. 13, 2001, having apparently been charged with writing a guide to getting around New York after the Disaster. Many people find this amusing, sometimes even charmingly cute. But it can be a real liability when trying to conduct a Regular Life.
