He was one of the writers I regret never having met. A notice to all readers: if you have a favorite author, and a safe, sane, and financially sound opportunity to meet them, do so. I never went out of my way to look for an opportunity to meet him; I didn't even really think about it. But he was one of the people I think I would have enjoyed having a group dinner with during a con, and I regret that no future opportunities, barring the possibility of hoax/scientific miracle/sacred miracle, will arise.
In homage, I offer a link to the best send-up of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas I've ever found, by the Temple ov thee Lemur: