Nuts & Boalts: I'm Afraid and Loathing It

Sunday, February 20, 2005

I'm going to miss you big guy. You were my hero.

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Anonymous said...: Apropos of the wet snow, HT would surely forgive, if not condone, this hangdog evening. In the last few hours, I drank too much, talked too much, counseled a convict, outlined Federal Rules of Civil Procedure 8-12 (work-product, blast!), wrote a speech on Democratic politics, got punched in the head (twice), recovered, broke my friend's nose, collapsed on a rainy patio, woke up, shook bloody hands, walked home in the rain.

It's as close to a Hunter S. Thompson experience as I expect -- or desire -- to have in my life. And all without the aid of illegal drugs. Well, the rain thing might be from Hemingway. Anyhow, those fuckers got a book deal out of it. I just got a black eye.; 2/21/2005 2:28 AM
Armen Adzhemyan said...: Even better from Wings & Vodka:

"What kind of God lets Hunter S. Thompson shoot himself, but is cool with allowing Dan Brown to go on living?"

It's not better because it's about Thompson, it's better because it rags on Dan Brown. God I hate Dan Brown (therefore kill him).; 2/21/2005 1:16 PM

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