ralph124c:
You might want to check out This thread
and especially this post. You could learn something.
Psss…Ralph…Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas was FICTION.
Yeah…fiction.
And besides, I feel sad because I had this odd affection for “Fear and Loathing.” When I was in high school there was this guy two years ahead of me who snuck me H.S.T. books during band (we both played the trumpet).
We read them and thought we were getting away with something. And honestly…we were. My parents never would have let me read such things. So I felt all informed and wicked and smart. And I had this little secret with a guy I had a crush on.
Lighting a candle for Thompson…what a way to go. Here’s hoping he had his own wicked little secrets while here was here and enjoyed them. Though, suicide tends to make me believe he was over any enjoyment he ever got out of wickedness.
I hate to say it but I was all too unfamiliar with most of his work, just some cursory familiarity with his F&L and awareness of the esteem in which he was held by many. The one thing I recall about him is some vague memory of him shooting a can of gasoline in his back yard with a pistol. Does that ring a bell with anyone? Nevertheless, anyone that would do that sounds like someone that you’d almost have to like.
Sounds like Hunter, that’s for sure.
The Hard Rock Cafe in Aspen has the typewriter he shot up on one of his book covers mounted on the wall. I’m not much of a Hard Rock Cafe fan, but I couldn’t help but genuflect in the typewriter’s presence. I never did make it to the Woody Creek Tavern though, goddammit.
I’ve been a fan for 32 years (and thanks to HST, a fan of Wild Turkey for just about as long). We’ll miss him, even though to him that would probably matter not.
Cisco and ralph124c, knock it off. This is MPSIMS, and you’ve both been around long enough to know better.
Cajun Man
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