Ether

[Keith]

One more from HST:

"Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels  
start closing in, the only real cure is to load up on heinous  
chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas.  
To relax, as it were, in the womb of the desert sun. Just roll the  
roof back and screw it on, grease the face with white tanning butter  
and move out with the music at top volume, and at least a pint of  
ether."