This doesn't fall into my sweet spot. Maybe in college, before I had real problems and real anxieties taking up precious brain space, I would have loved this book. Feels like a Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing vibe. Nuts for the sake of being nuts. But I couldn't follow any of it, I don't do drugs, and my mother has a traumatic brain injury, so I don't love the word "retard".