Strange Memories

Jul 10, 2014 04:41

Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era -- the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run ... but no explanation, no mix of words ( Read more... )

hunter s. thompson, amsterdam

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bart_calendar July 10 2014, 09:45:38 UTC
Do a novel about vampires feeding on derelict stoner backpackers in the coffee shops.

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docbrite July 10 2014, 09:57:57 UTC
I just about would, if I could get an advance for it that would let me make the trip.

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bart_calendar July 10 2014, 09:59:56 UTC
Can you try for one? You have a decent fan base, vampires are popular and all of Europe hates stoner backpackers and would probably love to read about them getting eaten.

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ext_2238475 July 10 2014, 13:23:14 UTC
I would pay good money for that.

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suzycat July 10 2014, 09:49:30 UTC
I don't know whether this is pertinent, but many years ago I moved to London, and for the first few weeks, I had dreams where it turned out that I wasn't in London yet and was having difficulty getting there for some reason. After a while, I started having dreams of my home town and a friend, not even a close one, who lived here. The "home" of my dreams wasn't like my real home. Just as now, the London of my dreams isn't the real London. (Having lived there so long - more than four years - I have a really rather cool imaginary London in my dreams now, based on the real thing but like a pop-up book rendering and much more cool frankly.)

I periodically dream that I am between towns again - in a dream life, I live between the two cities, not by choice, often startled to realise that I haven't been home/have forgotten to return to London.

I think that these dreams are dreams to do with unfinished business and untaken roads, our subconsciouses sorting out where we are, where we were, and where we want to be.

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docbrite July 10 2014, 09:59:47 UTC
Very likely. On a superficial level, for example, I'm pretty sure the weird wooden museum structure represents Amsterdam's Troppenmuseum, which I've always meant to visit but keep missing.

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Thoughts stdharma July 10 2014, 09:57:16 UTC
What would you do differently then, if you had the option?

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Re: Thoughts docbrite July 10 2014, 09:58:15 UTC
Not spend so much money on useless crap, mostly.

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Re: Thoughts stdharma July 10 2014, 14:22:22 UTC
There's useless, and then there's Useless.

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jeffpalmatier July 10 2014, 18:23:14 UTC
I really have to get my hands on more HST. I've read his book on the Hells Angels to shreds but that's the only writing from him I've read.

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threemilechild July 11 2014, 02:20:14 UTC
I've been dreaming about the same weird city for maybe a decade now. At some point I realized it was Richmond, Va, although I've never been there. (It bears no resemblance since the real Richmond does not have flooded railroad tracks or an abandoned amusement park bordered by slightly-animated and very affectionate trees.)

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