Tulsa Rain

The Hangover Gods are Cruel. The Knob Creek Bourbon is killing me this morning, It was sooo good to me last night, though. Go figure. Yesterday was a bit of a failure, I worked out,.. but couldn't reach 245 on the bench press. I also spent four hours in class for MPRE prep, ugh shoot me now,.. now. I had been soo good avoiding the bottle lately, but I slipped a bit last night. I began rereading the "Curse of Lono" last night. I love that book, but I had to put it down, for it was to soon.
I joined a band of over achieving gypsies for cocktails and ended the night with cold pizza and Warren Zevon's "Keep me in your Heart", friggen beautiful.

HUNTER IS DEAD

Hunter Stockton Thompson
1937-2005
The flags on my lawn are at half mask today. For America lost a literary son.
following in the footsteps of Ernest Hemingway, Hunter shot himself on Sunday. We are all asking why, but I am sure “Lono” is asking “Why not?”
I am still saddened. I believe the world is worth far less than 28 grams today.
I am not shocked or surprised. I don’t even find his death cowardly. I am quite surprised he lived this long.
I am a betting man, and my money says he knew his life would play out this way. I bet he picked his favorite pistol, maybe his S&W 44 with a 240 grain wad-cutter.
I think there are some souls in life that are heavier and more tragic than others. His penchant for woman, booze, guns and drugs had nothing to do with it. They are merely a result of it.
His real lust was for Liberty, Privacy and Free Speech, at all costs.
I was fortunate to meet Hunter, briefly, in New Orleans, I also saw him in Chicago and with Johnny Depp and Warren Zevon in Louisiville. His life, no doubt, was far more interesting than any book he could ever write. His real stories are larger than life. Read the tributes on the Net today, Everyone who knew him, had a story that they will remember… for life.
His pen was sharp as his wit, and those who doubted, regretted it I am sure.
As I finish this eulogy to My hero, I am sipping on a Absynth and Red Bull cocktail wishing I could be mourning with those of you who fly the flag, and YOU know who you are. Let Hunter leave us with this appropriate quote:
“Some May Never Live, But the Crazy Never Die”

Two legends are born 

Caption: Self-proclaimed Gonzo journalist HUNTER S. THOMPSON is pictured in his Woody Creek home near Aspen, Colorado in February 1997. Photographer: Helen Davis Title: Staff Credit: The Denver Post City: Aspen State: CO Country: USA Date: 19970227 CaptionWriter: JS 

Law School blows

This class blows, I am not paying any attention right now. Obviously
i am thinking one more hour and i'll have a Sierra Nevada in my hand.
Law school, in general, blows, I spend the equivillillent of a 2005 Porsche Turbo,.. loaded and
i'll be making half of what i did before i quit. Ahh, but I do feel farther out in intellectual
emptiness. Plus chicks dig lawyers on TV.

71 Camaro 

A legend in his own Mind 

Alpha

...Well if it seems to be real it's illusion
For every moment of truth, there is confusion in life
Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer

...And they'll tell you black is really white
The moon is just the sun at night
and when you walk in golden halls
You get to keep the gold that falls

....The World is full of Kings and Queens
Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams
It's Heaven and Hell
- Ronnie James Dio