Epically profane gonzo journalist and novelist Hunter S. Thompson wouldn't be our number one pick for a lifestyle guru (unless we're talking alternative lifestyles). Those familiar with his druggy roman à clef Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas know he lived hard, indulging in substance abuse, and lawless hedonism.
But we gotta say, his daily routine was a hell of a lot more interesting than Kylie Jenner’s.
Per this timeless bit from E. Jean Carroll’s 1993 memoir on Thompson, we’d like to throw Thompson's hat in the ring for one-of-a-kind daily routines. It’s a wonder he made it to 67.
3:00 p.m.: Rise
3:05 p.m.: Chivas Regal with the morning paper, Dunhills
3:45 p.m.: Cocaine
3:50 p.m.: Another glass of Chivas, More Dunhills
4:05 p.m.: First cup of coffee, Dunhill
4:15 p.m.: Cocaine
4:16 p.m.: Orange juice, Dunhill
4:30 p.m.: Cocaine
4:54 p.m.: Cocaine
5:05 p.m.: Cocaine
5:11 p.m.: Coffee, Dunhills
5:30 p.m.: More ice in the Chivas
5:45 p.m.: Cocaine, etc.
6:00 p.m.: Weed to take the edge off
7:05 p.m.: Lunch of Heineken, two margaritas, coleslaw, taco salad, double order of fried onion rings, carrot cake, ice cream, a bean fritter, Dunhills, another Heineken, cocaine, and a snow cone for the ride home (a glass of shredded ice with Chivas poured on top).
9:00 p.m.: Starts snorting cocaine seriously
10:00 p.m.: Drops acid
11:00 p.m.: Chartreuse, cocaine, and weed
11:30 p.m.: Cocaine, etc.
12:00 a.m.: Time to write
12:05-6:00 a.m.: Chartreuse, cocaine, weed, Chivas, coffee, Heineken, clove cigarettes, grapefruit, Dunhills, orange juice, gin, and porn watching
6:00 a.m.: In the hot tub, champagne, Dove bars, and fettuccine alfredo
8:00 a.m.: Halcyon
8:20 a.m.: Sleep
Thompson’s ideal breakfast was a whole ‘nother story. According to Lapham’s Quarterly, it consisted of four Bloody Marys, two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, Rangoon crêpes, a half-pound of either sausage, bacon, or corned-beef hash with diced chilies, a Spanish omelet or eggs benedict, a quart of milk, a chopped lemon for random seasoning, and a slice of key lime pie, two margaritas and six lines of cocaine for dessert.
Perhaps it’s best gunslinging Thompson didn't live to see the age of lifestyle blogging.
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