Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Prop me up beside the jukebox

Now, I've never read two sentences of Hunter S. Thompson's work. And I have a strong feeling he could be a real pain in the ass. And there's nothing gonzo about suicide.

But damn, that's cool.

I was counting on the whole Gram Parsons "steal the body and illegally cremate it at Joshua Tree" thing. But, damn, fireworks... yeah, I want fireworks.


Blogger lemming said...

Were the "Infamous Welsh Cookies" any good? (Yes, I did follow the link!)

3:21 PM, August 27, 2005  
Blogger Joe said...

Yes, as a matter of fact, they were. They have a bready, crumbly texture, kind of like a small-cookie-sized scone. I liked the chocolate (chip) pecan ones; Herself was partial to the apricot almond.

I promise I won't post anything bad under "eaten" without fair warning!

3:45 PM, August 27, 2005  

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