This must have been written by Hunter Thompson
Hunter Thompson’s routine according to E. Jean Carroll:
3:00 p.m. rise
3:05 Chivas Regal with the morning papers, Dunhills
3:45 cocaine
3:50 another glass of Chivas, Dunhill
4:05 first cup of coffee, Dunhill
4:15 cocaine
4:16 orange juice, Dunhill
4:30 cocaine
4:54 cocaine
5:05 cocaine
5:11 coffee, Dunhills
5:30 more ice in the Chivas
5:45 cocaine, etc., etc.
6:00 grass to take the edge off the day
7:05 Woody Creek Tavern for lunch-Heineken, two margaritas, coleslaw, a taco salad, a double order of fried onion rings, carrot cake, ice cream, a bean fritter, Dunhills, another Heineken, cocaine, and for the ride home, a snow cone (a glass of shredded ice over which is poured three or four jiggers of Chivas)
9:00 starts snorting cocaine seriously
10:00 drops acid
11:00 Chartreuse, cocaine, grass
11:30 cocaine, etc, etc.
12:00 midnight, Hunter S. Thompson is ready to write
12:05-6:00 a.m. Chartreuse, cocaine, grass, Chivas, coffee, Heineken, clove cigarettes, grapefruit, Dunhills, orange juice, gin, continuous pornographic movies.
6:00 the hot tub-champagne, Dove Bars, fettuccine Alfredo
8:00 Halcyon
8:20 sleep
Some people are just built different. This is a man who despite all this managed to function and be a damn good writer. I was somewhat incapacitated yesterday thanks to my decision on Saturday to have a third whiskey sour while out with friends. He was out there starting his day with a chemical combo that made my friends have to check my eyes for jaundice in my early 20s.
The most normal and believable part of this to me is dropping acid 2 hours before starting to write.
For those wondering, Halcyon is a benzo like Xanax and likely the only reason this guy had any chance at slumber.
Also, everyone should try hot tub champagne at least once, or it’s low rent cousin the shower beer. Something about a cold bubbly beverage in a hot steamy environment enhances both pleasure.
Also, everyone should try hot tub champagne at least once, or it’s low rent cousin the shower beer. Something about a cold bubbly beverage in a hot steamy environment enhances both pleasure.
Sort of related but I’ve always wanted to rent a chalet at a ski resort with an outdoor hot tub so I can be outside in the freezing cold, while sitting in a hot tub, whole sipping a cold beer.
It’s like giving a middle finger to thermodynamics itself.
