Doubt many I know will lose much shut-eye over this decision; but, Hunter S. Thompson might've felt fear and loathing over this era-ending bizthness move. (Just not sure which era just ended is all.)
Hm, interesting. It is the end of an era in a way. I gotta wonder though, is this dude (quoted in the article) being sarcastical? For his sake I hope so:
"For years since I graduated from college, I have refused to buy a small messenger bag ... since it couldn't fit my Rolling Stone," Mr. Ward said. "I never wanted to crease the pages or put cracks in the cover."
Y'know, Katie, I thought he was serious; just goes to show, eh? I accepted it at face value and thought to myself, Oh, this must be one of those Dead Heads, right? There used to be a tribe of 'em who followed the Grateful Dead around from venue to venue; but, then, the King of Undifferentiated Weirdness actually wasn't available for any more "on-the-road" trips; and, now, it's kinda depressing and I'm gonna go make some fresh coffee with a sprinkling of fairy dust to remind moi of the good ol' stone-rollin' daze . . .
(Actually, I really shocked my doctor last week: I had to fill in or out this form about my "habits," right? She wrote down what I said; so, it was a verbal Q & A. She asks me about my recreational drug use; and, I say, "Well, I don't do crack nor coke, not even Diet Coke; but, if I live to be sixty, I plan to become a connoisseur in heroin and ecstasy since I'd like to die happy or, at least, as happy as I am now. Why not? It worked for the Romantics, right? Right!)
I miss Hunter S. though. One of my early childhood influences ;-) (Seriously, reading Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas at about 16 after a typical English upbringing, well - put it this way, you didn't need the drugs!)
I bet old Hunter is having the odd laugh or two over the current global meltdown. At least the "bank of cocaine and credit international" (a spectacular crash of previous decades) bothered to operate on an actual commodity, even though of, er, dubious provenance.....
Heh, great minds sink alike, Maxine, hehe . . . After I read your first comment, I was thinking of him in Hell and knowing he would be there because of him saying, at some point, "You better take care of me, Lord; if you don't, you're gonna have me on your hands."
Yeah, though, he's prolly thinking the world's even nutzier than he was when he was contributing to it, however marginally; somehow, I can't see him being a big fan of asset-backed commercial paper. (Wasn't he a ZigZag kinda dude? OMGroan :).) -- "Call upon God; but, row away from the rocks." — HST
Hm, interesting. It is the end of an era in a way. I gotta wonder though, is this dude (quoted in the article) being sarcastical? For his sake I hope so:
ReplyDelete"For years since I graduated from college, I have refused to buy a small messenger bag ... since it couldn't fit my Rolling Stone," Mr. Ward said. "I never wanted to crease the pages or put cracks in the cover."
Y'know, Katie, I thought he was serious; just goes to show, eh? I accepted it at face value and thought to myself, Oh, this must be one of those Dead Heads, right? There used to be a tribe of 'em who followed the Grateful Dead around from venue to venue; but, then, the King of Undifferentiated Weirdness actually wasn't available for any more "on-the-road" trips; and, now, it's kinda depressing and I'm gonna go make some fresh coffee with a sprinkling of fairy dust to remind moi of the good ol' stone-rollin' daze . . .
ReplyDelete(Actually, I really shocked my doctor last week: I had to fill in or out this form about my "habits," right? She wrote down what I said; so, it was a verbal Q & A. She asks me about my recreational drug use; and, I say, "Well, I don't do crack nor coke, not even Diet Coke; but, if I live to be sixty, I plan to become a connoisseur in heroin and ecstasy since I'd like to die happy or, at least, as happy as I am now. Why not? It worked for the Romantics, right? Right!)
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ReplyDeleteI miss Hunter S. though. One of my early childhood influences ;-) (Seriously, reading Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas at about 16 after a typical English upbringing, well - put it this way, you didn't need the drugs!)
ReplyDeleteI bet old Hunter is having the odd laugh or two over the current global meltdown. At least the "bank of cocaine and credit international" (a spectacular crash of previous decades) bothered to operate on an actual commodity, even though of, er, dubious provenance.....
The odd laugh or two from hell, I meant, of course. That's the hell with the angels in it.
ReplyDeleteHeh, great minds sink alike, Maxine, hehe . . . After I read your first comment, I was thinking of him in Hell and knowing he would be there because of him saying, at some point, "You better take care of me, Lord; if you don't, you're gonna have me on your hands."
ReplyDeleteYeah, though, he's prolly thinking the world's even nutzier than he was when he was contributing to it, however marginally; somehow, I can't see him being a big fan of asset-backed commercial paper. (Wasn't he a ZigZag kinda dude? OMGroan :).)
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"Call upon God; but, row away from the rocks."
— HST