FUCK ME IF WHOEVER SAW ME ACCIDENTALLY POST THIS IN THE STEWIE THREAD JUST CHALK IT UP TO ME BEING AN EASILY CONFUSED TARD I'm re-reading Tom Wolfe's classic, The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, wherein Wolfe initially tries to track down author Ken Kesey, who was a fugitive from the law because of two felony drug charges. The book turned out to be more a penetrating view of the emerging psychedelic movement from the dying gasps of the bongo-playing beat culture...involving Kesey, Kerouac-famed Casady, the emergent Grateful Dead, Hells Angels, and the acid-addled Merry Pranksters. LSD was still legal in this country, and what a strange but exciting time it must have been. oh...plus I just started a mystery called Blood Atonement, and am almost done with The Last True Story I'll Ever Tell, about a reservist and his not very fun year + in Iraq. and now, dammit, I've got to get that book about the Cathars.