Happy New Year, 2010

It was about three-and-a-half hours ago that we turned the calendar over to 2010 here in Militello Rosmarino, Sicily.

My latest Facebook update...

welcomed the new year awash in a tsunami of orgasmic pleasure. I cant think of any better way to have done it.

Kilroy_60's Smokin' Hot 100 {Part 1}

If I were to compile a list of the things I enjoy most in life beautiful women would be near the top.

It wouldn't be a stretch to say that you could classify beautiful women as an industry and there's no shortage either of distributors nor consumers.

Beauty is, of course, a subjective matter and it's a completely different conversation than talking about what makes a woman attractive. It's necessary to consider factors such as intelligence, personality, attitude and style to determine whether or not a woman is attractive.

I've looked at an innumerable number of lists, related to this subject, over the years, which typically rank the most beautiful or sexiest women in the world. It's a safe bet to say that I invariably ask somewhere along the line, as I look over the lists, why did they include her?

In the years I've been publishing The Gonzo Papers I've run posts featuring beautiful women, but never compiled a list; that is until now with the introduction of Kilroy_60's Smokin' Hot 100.

The one thing I'm not doing with this list is ranking the women I include in the smokin' hot category. Conducting any such analysis doesn't make any sense to me. As you go through the list, I expect you'll ask why did he include her? and why didn't he include her? and that, I think, is the way it should be.

Ultimately, the point of compiling this list is to have fun and from that perspective it's already been a huge success. I hope you'll enjoy this first installment as well as those to come.

With that, I give you, Kilroy_60's Smokin' Hot 100....

Danica Patrick...


Kate Beckinsale...


Bar Refaeli...


Sofia Vergara...


Padma Lakshmi...


That brings part 1 of Kilroy_60's Smokin' Hot 100 to a close.

Merry Christmas

It's about 1:15 Christmas morning, here in Naples, Italy.

My latest Facebook update...

Is there any Better way to welcome Christmas day than having your lover screaming Jesus' name? Certainly none that I can think of.

AIRMAN Hunter S. Thompson and The Proud Highway

Hunter S. Thompson, Richard Bernstein wrote in the New York Times in 1997, "has always burned to carve his initials onto the collective awareness. What other kind of person would, beginning in his teen years, make carbon copies of every letter he wrote -- to his mother, his Army friends and commanding officers, his girlfriends, his various agents and editors -- specifically in the hope that they would be published?"

Bernstein was reviewing The Good Doctor's book, The Proud Highway.

Hunter S. Thompson was a prolific letter writer; it's been estimated that his archive included in excess of 20,000 letters he wrote in his lifetime. The Proud Highway is comprised of letters he wrote between 1955 and 1967.

As a matter-of-course, I always pack a book or three when I'm going to be traveling for any period of time. The one book I brought to Italy is The Proud Highway.

I've been reading letters AIRMAN Hunter S. Thompson wrote while serving in the United States Air Force from from 1956 to 1957.

Having completed this section, I'm setting the book aside and turning my attention to work on the final installment of the Last Road Trip series. Of course, that's a topic that's better to address another time.

While AIRMAN Thompson wrote these letters a decade before Hell's Angels was published, the first signs of The Good Doctor were already appearing, to wit...

October 25, 1956

"Of course I'll have to apologize to all the people who were struck by the stray shrapnel, but not to the sports section. From now on, when I appear somewhere with a pencil in my hand and a gleam in my eye, people will quiver in their shoes and sweat freely. This is the finest thing that could have happened. I now have thousands of readers, and the official sanction of the Base Commander. Move over Winchell . . . HST has emerged from obscurity to jab at the world for awhile. Jesus, what fun!"
- Hunter S. Thompson {page 21}

October 17, 1957

"In short, Kraig, I don't think you really have an idea who Hunter S. Thompson is when he drops the role of court jester. And, for that reason, I'm afraid I'd be building you up for another fall if I were frank enough to tell you how I feel about you. I don't mean to say that I'm egotistical enough to believe that I have the power to make you feel one way or another about me. But on the other hand: if I were to attempt that, as I'd like to -- and succeed -- I'm not quite sure that either one of us would be any better off. And, rather than pursue any course of action which might eventually hurt you, I'd rather not do anything at all.

But let me tell you, before I leave this sombre subject, a little about myself: a very little -- but enough.

First, I do not live from orgy to orgy, as I might have made you believe. I drink much less than most people think, and I think much more than most people would believe. I am quite sincere about some of the things which people take very lightly, and almost insultingly unconcerned about some of the things which people take most seriously. In short, I am basically antisocial: certainly not to an alarmingly degree, but just more so than I appear to be.

And finally, the more I try to explain myself, the more apparent it becomes that I'm not doing a very good job of it. That's why I wish, in a way, that we were not this far apart. It would be much easier to sit on a blanket on a beach and talk. I've always thought that letters were a very poor medium to convey any sort of serious meaning, and this effort only confirms my suspicion. I do it very rarely, and I'm not likely to try again for some time. I hope, even though I haven't done a very good job, that, if nothing else, I've gotten across to you that there's something more to old Cuubley than the part of him which shows above the water-line."
-Hunter S. Thompson {pages 68-69}

October 24, 1957

"Although I don't feel that it's at all necessary to tell you how I feel about the principle of individuality, I know that I'm going to have to spend the rest of my life expressing it on way or another, and I think that I'll accomplish more by expressing it on the keys of a typewriter than by letting it express itself in sudden outbursts of frustrated violence. I don't mean to say that I'm about to state my credo here on this page, but merely to affirm, sincerely for the first time in my life, my belief in man as an individual and independent entity. Certainly not independence in the everyday sense of the world, but pertaining to a freedom adn mobility of thought that few people are able -- or even have the courage -- to achieve."
-Hunter S. Thompson {page 70}

October 30, 1957

"By the time you get this letter, there will be no 'H.S. Thompson' listed on the payroll of the nation's bird division. Colonel Campbell called me at the PGN [Playground News] office this morning that the Comm Sq sergeant had a message for me --- to report for my discharge physical tomorrow at 7:15.

And so, after two years of 'arduous service,' the walking anomaly that is HST has escaped into the jungle of insecurity called civilian life. Yes....it's an honorable.

Surprised? You aren't alone. A little disappointed? You still aren't alone. At any rate, I knw you'd be interested."
-Hunter S. Thompson {page 71}

November 4, 1957

"First and by all means, foremost . . . : the case of THOMPSON VS THE USAF has come to a boiling, bubbling climax. The mule train of military bureaucracy, with the help of a few expertly placed jolts of high-detergent oil, has been rolling in high gear for the past two weeks and, believe it or not, has finally come to a logical conclusion: that being that "a square peg cannot exist in a round hole."

And so, with that truism staring him straight in the eye, old Uncle AF has decided to arrange a suitable burial for AIRMAN Thompson. Sadly enough, the burial will have to be accomplished without the usual fanfare--trumpets, sobbing lovers, and that sort of thing--and the ceremony will be brief and without melodrama of any description. It will nonetheless be final--and wild.

There will be a few tears--and some sighs of relief. There will be some angry, dumbfounded protest--and some shrugging of shoulders. A military manner will prevail where pandemonium used to exist. The sports pages of the Command Courier will once again appeal to the military mind.

There will be no 'Scoop' Thompson serving vodka-flavored coffee in the Eglin, AFB fieldhouse--nor any Cuubley Cohn to grace the Sports Section of the Playground News. In short, a vicious, dangerous, radical individual has finally gone the way of Marshall Zukov: purged--rooted from the ranks--and discharged.

Yes, Kraig . . . Cuubley finally made the grade. The 'Thompson plan for moral redemption' has met the final, acid test. It took a few shots in the dark,a few master strokes, and no little luck---Thompson will shed his mantle of shame and emerge into the light once again---as a civilian. And for you and anyone else who might have underestimated the 'Thompson touch'--it's honorable as hell. A miracle, possibly: but a reality, nonetheless."
-Hunter S. Thompson {pages 72-72}

To close, a news release written by AIRMAN Thompson which appeared in the Eglin Air Force Base newspaper...

NEWS RELEASE, AIR PROVING GROUND COMMAND, EGLIN AIR FORCE BASE, FLORIDA

EGLIN AFB, FLORIDA (November 8)--S/Sgt. Manmountain Dense, a novice Air Policeman, was severely injured here today when a wine bottled exploded inside the AP gatehouse at the west entrance to the base. Dense was incoherent for several hours after the disaster, but managed to make a statement which led investigators to believe the bottle was hurled from a speeding car which approached the gatehouse on the wrong side of the road, coming from the general direction of teh SEPARATION CENTER.

Further investigation revealed that, only minutes before the incident at the gatehouse, a reportedly 'fanatical' airman had received her separation papers and was rumored to have set out in the direction of the gatehouse at a high speed in a muffler-less car with no brakes. An immediate search was begun for Hunter S. Thompson, one-time sports editor of the base newspaper and well-known 'morale problem.' Thompson was known to have a sometimes overpowering affinity or wine and was described by a recent arrival in the base sanatorium as 'just the type of bastard who wold do a think like that.'

An apparently uncontrolled iconoclast, Thompson wsa discharged today after one of the most hestic and unusual Air Force careers in recent history. According to Captain Munnington Thurd, who was relieved of his duties as base classification officer yesterday and admitted to the neuropsychological section of the base hospital, Thompson was 'totally unclassifiable' and 'one of the most savage and unnatural airmen I've ever come up against.'

'I'll never understand how he got this discharge,' Thurd went on to say. 'I almost had a stroke yesterday when I heard he was being given an honorable discharge. It's terrifying-simply terrifying.'

And then Thurd sank into a delirium."

A Tour Of Sicily... And The Pleasures Of The Flesh

Photographs by Kilroy_60

It's rare that TheSpecialOne and I do touristy things when we travel. It's the first time either of us have been to Italy, though, and we've enjoyed the opportunity to explore Sicily.

That's not to say we've denied ourselves the time, or that we've failed to create opportunities, to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. To be sure, we've made of point of basking in wave after wave of orgasmic joy.

Well, that thought lasted just a bit too long. So much so, in fact, that I had to step away. Only to be enveloped in a tsunami of pleasure.

Where was I?

Oh, yes, we made our way around Sicily today to visit a few of the tourist hot spots.

We began our day with a visit to Taormina. If you visit Sicily, you must visit the amphitheatre here. That is, the Teatro Greco {Greek theatre}.


Next, we made our way to Cefalù.

To be honest, what I enjoyed most about Cefalù was the view we had while we ate lunch. We lingered long, enjoying both the food and each others company.


After lunch we headed south, traveling across the island to the cities of Siracusa, Rausa and Girgenti.

There's no shortage of beautiful landscapes in Sicily. It says something, I suppose, about how much TheSpecialOne and I are enjoying ourselves, in that these are the only two photographs I shot along the way.


There's no shortages of things to see in Siracusa. The one I wanted to share with you is the Roman Aphitheatre...


Rausa is an interesting city; for the geography alone, if nothing else. It was built on a wide limestone hill between two deep valleys, Cava San Leonardo and Cava Santa Domenica.


Our last stop was Girgenti, where we toured the Valley of the Temples....


That's going to have to be all for now. It's just past midnight and TheSpecialOne and I are going out to enjoy Catania once more before leaving for Rome tomorrow.

Ciao

Salutamu , Friends, From Catania, Sicily...

Salutamu , friends, from Catania, Sicily...

It's our third day in Italy; this is the view we have from the apartment where we're staying. Needless to say, I couldn't ask for a much better view of Mt. Etna....


It's been about 2 1/2 years since my buddy Salvatore visited Black Squirrel Run.

While it took longer than I would have preferred, I'm happy to have finally made it to visit Sal, here in Catania, as well as my extended family, in Militello Rosmarino.

The weather's been a mixed bag since we arrived and it was less than optimum the day we went to Militello Rosmarino....


My family immigrated to America from Militello Rosmarino, Sicily in the early 1920s; this is the first time I've had an opportunity to meet members of my family who remained in Italy.

We'll definitely be returning to visit with them again before returning to the United States and I'm hoping the weather will be better.

In addition to Militello Rosmarino, in the Province of Messina, we also visited Cifalù, in the Province of Palermo....


An interesting, and unexpected, aspect of this trip, given my fondness for the movie Patton, has been visiting locations where the United States triumphed in World War II battles.

Another notable thing, at least to me, is that I'm making real progress on a post which will finally wrap up the Final Road Trip series; just short of five months, at this point, since returning from the trip. For the first time, I truly believe I'll be able to complete it.

We're planning to be in Italy for a week-and-a-half; our itinerary, at least as close as we come to having one, includes visiting Rome, Naples and Florence.

TheSpecialOne would like to visit Milan, given it's status as a fashion capital, but neither of us wants to deal with winter weather when we have the opportunity to enjoy what would pass for a comfortable summer day...in December.

That will have to be all for now, I'm off to lunch. Ciao

Photographs by Kilroy_60

Chrishanukwanztivus JOY

May you have much joy, my friends, old and new, through the remainder of the Chrishanukwanztivus season.

I'm leaving later this morning and will be spending a week-and-a-half in Italy, unless I extend the trip a few days. I expect to be back in time to welcome 2010 at Black Squirrel Run.

In the meantime, I thought, perhaps, you'd enjoy this peek at the decorations I put out this time of year....

Photographs by Kilroy_60