Elizabeth and I wanted to watch a movie last night, so I suggested Donnie Darko. Moments before putting the DVD in, however, I spied Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas on Matt's bookshelf. Elizabeth had never seen it, so I asked her if she wanted to watch Fear and Loathing instead. So we did.

The movie finished and Matt showed us an old BBC documentary about Hunter S. Thompson just to reinforce how much like Thompson Johnny Depp's acting was. We were all thoroughly impressed.

Suddenly, I received an IM from Scott telling me that Hunter S. Thompson had died. That had to have been one of the freakiest moments of my life. Scott had no idea that we were watching Fear and Loathing. We picked the movie on a whim. And I wondered if Hunter S. Thompson had shot himself while we were watching his movie. It's a rather morbid thought, but at the same time, it's a question that you would like to have answered. As we were watching Johnny Depp portray Raul Duke in a film version of Thompson's book, Thompson was exiting this world. He'll never know if Elizabeth liked it or not.