Thursday, June 2, 2016

Playing Golf on Acid with Hunter S. Thompson

It worked wonders for his handicap.

There was once a time in every serious editor's life when he had to play 18 holes zonked on acid with Hunter S. Thompson. An exclusive excerpt from The Accidental Life, by former Esquire editor in chief Terry McDonell.

George Plimpton and I decided to visit Hunter after he sent me a photograph of himself sinking a 30-foot putt at the Aspen Golf Club. He signed it to me with Res Ipsa Loquitur across the image, and there was a message on the back: Come out and play golf with me sometime—bring George—and money; I will beat both of you like mules.

George Plimpton at the Bing Crosby Pro-Am in 1966.

Russ Halford

Hunter's Owl Farm had seen numerous visitations far more exalted than ours. Jimmy Carter and Keith Richards, among dozens of others, had passed through, sometimes shooting clay pigeons and improvised targets in the meadow next to the house. After all, Owl Farm was designated a "Rod and Gun Club" on Hunter's stationery. Bill Murray had come close to moving in when he was preparing to play Hunter in Where the Buffalo Roam, and Johnny Depp actually did before he filmed Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Hunter liked to play host—even picking you up at the airport in the '71 Chevrolet Impala convertible he called the "Red Shark." When John Belushi died and there were rumors he had been visiting Hunter,the wires quoted him saying John was "welcome at Owl Farm dead or alive."

http://www.esquire.com/entertainment/books/a44784/accidental-life-terry-mcdonnell-excerpt/

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HORROR SLEAZE TRASH

Two years in the making, Ben John Smith's second hard cover collection of poetry, and predecessor to Air a Boire, is finally here, and ready to be flogged! Featuring the extremely brilliant composition work and inlay design of German trash artist THS (www.ths.nu).

My horrible typos and silly word slinging has been painstakingly edited by my good friend and fellow writer for HST, Ian Shearer; with special thanks to Mike Daily for being such a dude. This is not the collection of artists featured in HST over the past few months, this is a book i started long before the HST was even thought about.

108 pages; 6" x 9", jacket-hardcover binding, cream interior paper (50# weight), black and white interior ink, white exterior paper (100# weight), full-color exterior ink. Jacket Wrap and gold embossing on cloth spine.

While i have tried to keep the price as absolutely low as possible (I'm making about 1 dollar from each book) i know it's still scrapped in a little steep but with out pissing in my pocket - it really is worth the money spent, not only for my poetry but for the entire feel and complete package only a hard cover like this can embody.

Obviously for adults only, i am very pleased to send this sucker out into the world and hope for a wide reception of feedback in any form, from any one! Please DO NOT buy this book if you are easily offended, have any shred of respect for me at all, don't want to hear stories about my penis, fear you may be exposed in one of these poems, are a family member of mine of D'Arnes,if you drink soy latte's or enjoy poetry about flowers and rivers. Any one else, please check it out with a grain of salt and a giggle and i thank you in advance for your support and on going communication.

Lets all get pissed and say silly things!

Double Peneteration

Double Penetration is Horror Sleaze And Trash's first publication; featuring the poetry of Ryan Quinn Flanagan and Ben Smith. A collection of 70 off-beat and low brow poems you imagine the pair to come up with in this mix of madness. 10 Aussie bucks will get this sucker to your door. A5 in size, about 80 pages, soft card cover with black and white insides. Buy it now, or don't, and wish you hadda, 25 limited copies. Great gift idea for your Grandmothers!