I got less than an hour of sleep. Something wasn't right. At 6:11 AM I get the News, HUNTER S THOMSON has taken his own life. My favorite author, the one person I was thinking about yesterday other than Sonny Barger I'd yet to meet.
To make it even weirder, last night to help me sleep, I had taken teh directors edition of Fear and Loathing into the bedroom to play in order to fall asleep during interviews. I couldn't get it to play.
This is all too fucking weird, and not a coincidance. Not at all. Something was telling me. HST was a strong force in my writitng, a powerful force. Something with that much energy gives off a helluva vibe, no matter what you believe in.
This is going to be some day. I'm sure to get much email and phone calls.
Posted by Alex Zander at February 21, 2005 06:11 AM