It Never Did Get Weird Enough
Boing Boing links to news that Rolling Stone will publish Hunter Thompson's last written words, which in the context of his suicide, seem especially sad:
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.
Matt Welch's obit of the late doctor is here.
