So it was, late on Saturday evening in a valley five miles outside the soulless resort town of Aspen, that Thompson’s final request was granted. On a calm, still night lit by an almost full moon, a combination of fireworks and the writer’s ashes were blasted into the sky from the top of a 153ft tower in a series of red, white, blue and green flashes. —Andrew Buncombe —Going, going, gonzo: Hunter S Thompson blasts off (The Independent)
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Yes, I call the big blue chair in my office "the comfy chair" in honor of that skit.
This is totally unrelated to this post, but I was just wondering: have you seen the Monty Python episode where they're doing a parody of the Spanish Inquisition? They're trying to get this woman to confess, and she won't, so they bring out...THE COMFY CHAIR! "Oh no, not the comfy chair!" they say.
Anyway, I saw that last night and thought of you. =)