rsk@pucc-j (Wombat) (12/11/85)
This is one of the oddest and most compelling books I've read in some time. HST presents an odyssey through Vegas in 1971, and manages to cover a week-long drug binge, a motorcycle race, a drug enforcement convention, and the cultural wasteland all at once. Once you get accustomed to his stream-of-consciouness writing style, it flows nicely. I'll add one quick quote, just to give you the flavor of the book: "All this had been picked up the night before, in a frenzy of high-speed driving all over Los Angeles County -- from Topanga to Watts, we picked up everything that we could get our hands on. Not that we *needed* all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can." -- Rich Kulawiec pur-ee!rsk purdue-!rsk rsk@purdue-asc.arpa rsk@asc.purdue.edu
sam@rocksvax.UUCP (Robert D. Houston) (12/16/85)
Also, one of the funniest books I've ever read.
(Guess there's something wrong with my head! :-))
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Robert ("sam") Houston- Xerox Corp., Rochester, N.Y.
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