this is jack. i adopted him this morning. he will be 4 months old on Friday.
General
I moved!
“Goodbye, Hunter . . . motherfucker.”
“No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won’t hurt.”
– Hunter S. Thompson
home
I am back from Burning Man! The trip was so much fun. The group of people were perfect and I think everyone had a fantastic time. Didn’t see all the people I should have out there, but our camp was just so cool, I didn’t have any reason (other than work) to leave! I plan on writing up my full account when I have fully processed all the events of the past 2 weeks. There are many stories to be told and a fully packed DVD on the way, as well.
It is very sad, however, to return to the default world and find a whole portion of the country in ruins. We stayed up late in the motel in Reno, Sunday night, watching CNN. It’s even stranger that two different groups of people that I know (or used to know) were just in New Orleans right before the hurricane hit. I am very glad to know that they are all okay, even those that I used to know.
Finally, a little tease of what else is happening in my life, I have met someone truly special. For once, not someone at Burning Man. ;) No, I met Veronica before leaving for the playa. In returning from the most physically taxing and emotionally draining 2 weeks out of my year, I clearly see what I want from the rest of the year. So, Veronica is now my girlfriend and I am extremely happy. We are so completely comfortable with each other that it feels like we have known each other for years.
With all this in mind, I really feel like I can make some sense of my life now. Before this trip, I felt like I was all over the place with my social and professional life. Now, I have a clearer understanding of what my role should be in both aspects of my life. Due to Burning Man being a part of my life every year, September is my January and I wish you all a Happy New Year! I plan to make mine the very best yet.
the bear that is big
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Went to Big Bear this weekend and stayed at Corey’s cabin. This was my 2nd trip to the cabin, the first being the one where we got snowed in with no chains for our vehicles. This time, we all had chains and didn’t need them.
When we left, I hadn’t decided on one aspect of the trip just yet. See, Phil was going and he was planning on snowboarding. I definately had the desire to snowboard, but was very nervous about going through with it. Well, on Saturday, I decided that if I didn’t do it, I would regret it. Sometime in the afternoon, we headed over to the rental place and for $20 I rented a snowboard and boots.
hunter, hunter, hunter
I know I keep harping on this, but I think it’s important to understand why a man this brilliant would want to kill himself. I checked espn.com today to see what kind of info they had over there, considering it was one of his many employers.
Here’s what I have found…
First, according to this story, Hunter was on the phone with his wife when he killed himself. “‘I was on the phone with him, he set the receiver down and he did it. I heard the clicking of the gun,’ Anita Thompson told the Aspen Daily News in Friday’s editions.” That’s not all, “His son, daughter-in-law and 6-year-old grandson were in the house when the shooting occurred.” Also, “Anita Thompson, 32, said her husband had discussed killing himself in recent months and had been issuing verbal and written directives about what he wanted done with his body, his unpublished works and his assets.
His suicidal talk put a strain on their relationship, she said.
‘He wanted to leave on top of his game. I wish I could have been more supportive of his decision,’ she said. ‘It was a problem for us.'”
It’s all starting to make more sense. At first, I imagined him sitting at home alone with a gun. Now, it’s apparent that he was reaching out. He was looking for some validation of what he was going to do. From the accounts of his wife and son, it seems that they were not only expecting this, but kinda prepared for it.
Also on epsn.com is a series of articles called Remembering. The most important one is the one from Ralph Steadman. Here’s the opening paragraph, to titilate your senses…
“‘I would feel real trapped in this life if I didn’t know I could commit suicide at any time,’ he told me many years ago, and I knew he meant it. It wasn’t a case of if but when. He didn’t reckon he would make it beyond 30, anyway, so he lived it all in the fast lane. There were no first, second, third and top gears in a car — just overdrive. He was in a hurry. Drive your stake into a darkened heart in a red Mercedes Benz. The blackness hides a speeding tramp. The savage beast pretends. But never mind the nights, my love, because they never really happened anyway. So we wrote in a Beverly Hills house one drunken night. I wrote the stanzas — he wrote the chorus. Don’t write, Ralph, he said. You’ll bring shame on your family.”
Then, there’s all this stuff in the Remembering section at espn.com. All good reads, but kinda depressing, too.
Hunter Thompson is Cannon Fodder
According to this article, Johnny Depp and some of Hunter’s friends are in search of a cannon that they will use to grant Hunter’s last wish. Apparently, he wanted his cremated remains to be shot out of a cannon. He always joked that he was cannon fodder anyway, so I guess it makes sense.
Click the link here to read the article from the link above. It kinda moved me to see that there has been such an outpouring of emotions and support.
fear and loathing in the afterlife
Hunter S. Thompson, journalist and author of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas took his own life today. Not suprising is that he shot himself in the head. Gonzo to the end.
RIP Hunter. You will be missed.
got stones? part I
WARNING – This account uses words like penis, urination, testicle, vomiting, stones and dilaudid. Read at your own risk.
