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Monday, October 10th. Hi.

There I was, alone in Las Vegas, completely twisted on drugs, no cash, no story for the magazine— kidding.

That's from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson. One time at the Hermiston Herald, stuck on a story (ah, deadlines), I typed that as the lead instead, then of course deleted that and figured out an actual lead for whatever story it was. I learned later that Thompson would sometimes prepare to write by typing out passages from The Great Gatsby or A Farewell to Arms. I liked learning that. I'm not going to do that (I'm also not going to attempt Thompson's drug-use schedule), but it's a neat concept.

That was brought to you by me not knowing what I wanted to blog about tonight.