54. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson

When my students write dribble about being drunk and all the crazy things they get up to, I tell them no one's really interested. It's one of those "you had to be there" stories. That's what I felt about this. I can see it may have been interesting and eye-opening to people who've never had a bender, but I was very "eh" about this tale of a drunken, drug-filled week of destruction in Las Vegas in the 60s. It's all a little self congratulatory to me...