Here & There

With my Mexican adventure less than 48 hours away, I am in full on Hunter S. Thompson/Jimmy Buffett mode; a magnificent cross between alcoholic lust and a gonzo like thirst to put myself in the middle of a scene whenever possible. Needless to say I will keeping a full blog of the whole sordid mess. Picture me with A Jack & Coke in one hand and A Captain & Coke in the other. My Gilligan party hat on. Fucked up off the drink. Delirious with the possibilities. To hold you over until next week I offer a few quotes meant to inspire those responsible enough for a year to allow themselves to be totally irresponsible for a week:

Arriving half-drunk in a foreign place is hard on the nerves.
-Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary

The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear life’s so easy today
The beer is too cold, the daiquiri’s too fruitiful
No place like home when you’re this far away
-Jimmy Buffett

Turn up the radio. Turn up the tape machine. Look into the sunset up ahead. Roll the windows down for a better taste of the cool desert wind. Ah yes. This is what it's all about. Total control now. Tooling along the maind drag on a Saturday night in Las Vegas, two good old boys in a fireapple-red convertible...stoned, twisted, ripped...Good People.
-Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing: In Las Vegas






...the lonely sound of time passing a long Mexican night.