Monday, 1 January 2007
New Year's Day 2007
Mood: chillin'
Now Playing: Well, not Auld Lang Syne, I'm all Syned out...
Topic: Daily Doings
NEW YEAR’S DAY: I woke up at 3 or 4pm. As I said, I was going to go out “panhandling”like I used to… couldn’t bear to go back there.
A middle-aged man on a sleeping bag was sat by our nearest cashpoint begging in the pouring rain. He is still there this evening. He looks miserable as sin.
I tried to score but my current best dealers were (a) not answering and (b) hung over in bed. My phone was down to the last 60p in credit so I told man (b) to come round and not to be too long about it.
An hour and a half later when I was tapping in my “detox” post, below I rang man (a) who picked up only to waste my last bit of talktime telling me he’d be “on” tomorrow. So had to txt man (b) saying call me or I’m on my way up the road.
Having given (b) ten minutes’ grace, I called my dealer #3 who said come to a certain park (same as Xmas Day) which I duly did. An almighty rainstorm began to chuck it down. Of course right in the middle of this and just as I’m approaching the place for #3, man (b) calls back informing me he’s near my house: too late, mate, I’m not there. Sorry.
Soaking wet and glad at least to find his “runner” lurking there, I handed £10 to a shadow beneath a plane tree.
I trudged home in the cold and wet. And rather than ringing man (b) back as promised, I indulged in cyder, fresh (paid for) tobacco and beef in black bean sauce and egg fried rice from my nearest Chinese (about ten doors away from mine). I have all amenities here.
Laurie thank you for answering my Americana questionnaire: Come on all yous other Americans. Roll up! Roll up! Get answering! Anyone else from any other part of the world, just say where you’re from and answer my 7 questions anyway. I’m interested to know about the junkie life abroad…
Ta!
G
Posted by gledwood at 7:56 PM GMT
Saturday, 20 January 2007
Detox Centre
Monday, 1 January 2007
Detox Centre
Mood: not sure
Now Playing: More Cautiously than I used to.
Topic: Drugs
DETOX CENTRE
ON MY WAY TO A FRIEND’S place earlier (yesterday, on New Year’s Eve) I met a working girl I know who was after an early “punter” (it was only 4pm) but everyone down there knows her). She’s the one who gave me the Chinese-Indonesian-Vietnamese-Tagalog-Hindi-&-Thai-speaking mobile phone I’m using at the moment. She was off to a “crisis emergency detox” at the time.
Now I’m not going to name names as what I’m about to tell you did happen about 3 or 4 years ago. But there are facilities, open to all and London-wide for crisis intervention and drug detox. These are self-referral facilities. (“Intervention” doesn’t carry the more American sense of “verging on felony kidnapping-type affair”.) As I said this facility I applied of my own free will to go to takes drug addicts of all descriptions (in London, that means heroin and crack).
I was the only one in there (at the time) not addicted to crack (I did do it but infrequently, perhaps a couple of times a month) and I had the bad luck (as I saw it) to have to share a room with one guy coming off crack but not heroin (he slept like a baby the whole time) and another on both but I believed he was exaggerating his habit a the meagre methadone they gave out seemed to get him stoned. I had to get extra meds as the doses weren’t holding me. In both the places I’ve been I was prescribed extra meds. I’ve had the dubious honour of being “most clucking ‘client’” as they call us nowadays.
My best memory of the crisis detox was watching Gladiator on their wide-screen telly. All being in detox and feelings running high we watched the film in silence, in a darkened room. The hairs were prickling on the back of our necks…
My worst memory was the snotty psychiatric nurses from the “staff bank” (nursing agency). In hospital they dish out drugs like there’s no tomorrow. Anyone diagnosed bipolar or psychotic who gets wound up enough to lose his temper gets wrestled into a five-point restraint, has his trousers forcibly pulled down and is injected IM with haloperidol, flupenthixol or whatever the chemical cosh of the moment happens to be. These staff came here with, fair enough, its no caffeine at night policy. But they tipped lavender oil on our pillows and encouraged us to sip camomile tae as if these things, which only affect the impressionable (in my opinion) will have any effect at all on a system scrambled by heroin and crack. I’m sorry but that’s ridiculous. The only effect herbal teas can possibly have on a withdrawing addict is a negative one — in that as I say they lack caffeine which can make an anxious person even more wound up. I found the “no meds except blind methadone” policy ridiculous. They could have given us chloral betane and zopiclone to sleep. And they could have given me something a little better than charcoal biscuits when, due to withdrawals, I was sick everywhere. Charcoal mops up toxins from the stomach. No toxins were there. I was detoxing from intravenous heroin. The charcoal just gave me black diarrhoea next morning.
Unwaware of their particular way of doing things I began to feel quite ill in the night. My eyes were running. Constant yawning. I felt not and cold all at once. I had the pouring sweats. Everyone told me I was in withdrawal (half the place was up at 3am because nobody could sleep) and at first I didn’t believe them because on a (then) £40 a day habit I’d taken about £7 worth of heroin at 7am and 50mg of methadone before coming in to the centre. These together, I hoped, would hold me till 9am 24 hours later. No such luck. By 4am the methadone was no longer holding me at all (heroin, which keeps you “straight” for 8-12 hours, had long worn off). Wanting to be direct and honest with the staff I had told them exactly what I used each day and what I’d taken. (Many addicts exaggerate up to get more meds, but what’s the point in that, I reasoned, if you’re there to come off?) The night staff refused to believe I was ill for quite some time. They even queried what I was talking about when I told them I was hot and cold at the same time (a classic withdrawal feature).
What had not been explained to me was that because this place is a self-referral crisis centre — “clients” arrive with no medical papers confirming their addict status — nobody can give medication until the “client” is in blatant withdrawal, which can mean feeling very uncomfortable indeed. People have died in prisons/etc having lied about their status hoping to get stoned on the meds for “an easier time.”
A couple of other events occurred during my 3-day stay to give me rather a low view of the place. I don’t want to slag the place off too much because, as I say, this all happened about 3-4 years ago and much could have changed since then.
What all this did show me was that I wasn’t “ready” to quit… If I do end up in rehab again, at least I know now what questions to ask about the regime…
Posted by gledwood at 5:09 PM GMT
Updated: Monday, 1 January 2007 5:16 PM GMT
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 7:21 PM GMT
Name: "Laurie"
Home Page: http://www.laurieishii.com
E-Mail: laurieishii@yahoo.com
Hi Gledwood!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! (Again) I'm at home on the computer catching up on e-mails and took a break to read your blogs. Did you get my LONG 'comments' where I tried to the best of my ability (and memory) to answer you questions about American heroin?
Anyway, I see that you have a bible - or at least have access to one - that's great! Read Jeremiah 29:11-13 when you get a chance. Anyway, you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Saturday my husband and I saw a pimp we know as we were driving in Hollywood. We picked him up and drove him a few blocks as his car was in the shop. It is so exciting to me to see that God is calling on people who have lived or are still living quite questionable if not total 'scandalous' lifestyles - radical - drug addicts, pimps, prostitutes, criminals, gang members...to be in His 'Army'. You are one of those people He is calling - to be a warrior for the Kingdom of God!!!
This New Year is one to look forward to. I am and will continue to believe in you!
Love,
Laurie
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 8:00 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Yes, many thanks for that. Come on! Roll up! Get answering everyone else! Doesn't matter where you're from. I'm a junkie. I love hearing full details about drugs!!
Gleds
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 8:04 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Duh- typical me, only to leave 1st ½ of a comment...
Re your second point... yes I imagine it is exciting to see people you know from past life times and styles now all things are different. Was he impressed with the change in you? I've met people who've cleaned up, the transformations are amazing...
Gleds
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 9:13 PM GMT
Name: "Laurie"
Home Page: http://www.laurieishii.com
E-Mail: laurieishii@yahoo.com
Hi Gledwood!
Seems my day will mostly be catching up on e-mails - which is nice, and fairly relaxing.
Anyway, the pimp I was referring to has actually one I've been ministering to for almost four years now - he didn't know me when I was still prostituting...but I did meet one of my old crack dealers one night while I was out ministering to prostitutes...he was SHOCKED, and kept staring and commenting that I looked so much better, he could hardly believe that I was the same person! (I'm not, actually - I'm a new creation in Christ!)
When I was prostituting I never had a pimp. Pimps here in LA don't allow their prostitutes use drugs - except maybe only smoking pot. But crack - no - and strung out on heroin - NO WAY! It's not good for business. Plus it would make it hard to trust their girls. They want all the money they make to go to them - not to some drug dealer. If you ever want to see a documentary about pimping - see "American Pimp" I forgot who made it I think two brothers - but it's pretty good. Informative at least.
Drug whores are very different from money, street whores. Street hookers make a LOT more money than drug whores...when your fixing to get high or well - your price can dramatically drop! At least that's how it went for me.
God bless you!
Love,
Laurie
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Wednesday, 3 January 2007 - 2:22 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
The only American collection of pimps I've seen on television (in fact the only televised pimps anywhere) were at something called the Pimps Ball. They all looked like Sammy Davis Jnr in dark glasses and psychedelically bright suits. (Most were black with their gorgeous black girlfriends.) The one white guy there was owner of two brothels in Vegas called the Moonlight Bunny Ranch and Kitties. The documentary was on every night on BBC3 following the lives and escapades of legalized prostitution. This "pimp" owner showed up, a man who could carry off wearing a 10-gallon hat & smoking a huge cigar without looking ridiculous. He was dating his pornstar girlfriend who went by the name "Sunset". She was hookering at the brothel to earn extra money. Anyway this pimps ball was full of the unlikeliest characters... all apparently for real. Honestly it was like a cartoon come to life, you wouldn't think an entire room full of such Sammy Davis characters all clad in purple, yellow and scarlet actually existed... That's been my only televisual encounter with pimps & their pros...
Most of the working girls of my acquaintance have nothing worse than a "ponce" of a boyfriend. No pimps. I think girls with pimps stay put away in houses. Some of those boyfs are REAL ponces though-- shameless.
Gleds
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Saturday, 6 January 2007 - 2:36 AM GMT
Name: "chipper"
Home Page: http://playingwithfire.blogdrive.com
Interesting -- indeed, fascinating -- story of detox. I've never been through it, but my girlfriend was, several times. The very latest drug they give you over here to help ease the symptoms of heroin withdrawl is Suboxone (buprenorphine), given 8mg the first day, 6mg the second, 4mg the third, and 2mg the fifth day. Sometimes it's given as a 2mg maintenance dose. It seems to be new; my girlfriend hadn't heard of it until her last detox (in November) and it worked wonders, took away almost all her discomfort, she said. I'm wondering if they are using suboxone in the UK now as well?
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Sunday, 7 January 2007 - 2:45 PM GMT
Name: gledwood
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com
To the best of my knowledge, Suboxone is buprenorphine plus naloxone. Naloxone, like naltrexone has a seriously potent blockading effect on the opiate receptors and so would (I imagine) be more likely to induce withdrawals in "opioid-tolerant individuals".
The stuff we get here in the UK is neat buprenorphine (Subutex). The usual dose given is 8-16mg, though I spoke to a nurse who said 16mg is only the beginning of a full blockading effect. Some people take up to 30mg. But I'm one of those folks who, if I'm not going to get high would rather take as little as possible. I see the lower dose as putting me closer to the prison walls and eventual freedom.
Subutex can put you into pretty horrible withdrawals if you adminster it at the wrong time (too early). But Suboxone, with that total opiate blocker naloxone... I can imagine horrific effects. (You can at least (I found out much later) top up Subutex with a tiny bit of heroin; the heroin seems to cover the gaping few receptors that have left you feeling not quite right. Within 4 days Subutex works perfectly. And it really does take opiate cravings away, I can testify to that. It's as if it resets your addiction... in a way that methadone certainly never does. Methadone is like ultra slow, sticky, highly addicting orally administered heroin. Nothing more special than that. It has a painfully slow onset of action (2hours). You can puke it up if you're sick. Lots of stupid factors. Subutex at least you put under your tongue so it's in your body almost as fast as a skin-pop, and you know you're fine then...
Detox Centre
Mood: not sure
Now Playing: More Cautiously than I used to.
Topic: Drugs
DETOX CENTRE
ON MY WAY TO A FRIEND’S place earlier (yesterday, on New Year’s Eve) I met a working girl I know who was after an early “punter” (it was only 4pm) but everyone down there knows her). She’s the one who gave me the Chinese-Indonesian-Vietnamese-Tagalog-Hindi-&-Thai-speaking mobile phone I’m using at the moment. She was off to a “crisis emergency detox” at the time.
Now I’m not going to name names as what I’m about to tell you did happen about 3 or 4 years ago. But there are facilities, open to all and London-wide for crisis intervention and drug detox. These are self-referral facilities. (“Intervention” doesn’t carry the more American sense of “verging on felony kidnapping-type affair”.) As I said this facility I applied of my own free will to go to takes drug addicts of all descriptions (in London, that means heroin and crack).
I was the only one in there (at the time) not addicted to crack (I did do it but infrequently, perhaps a couple of times a month) and I had the bad luck (as I saw it) to have to share a room with one guy coming off crack but not heroin (he slept like a baby the whole time) and another on both but I believed he was exaggerating his habit a the meagre methadone they gave out seemed to get him stoned. I had to get extra meds as the doses weren’t holding me. In both the places I’ve been I was prescribed extra meds. I’ve had the dubious honour of being “most clucking ‘client’” as they call us nowadays.
My best memory of the crisis detox was watching Gladiator on their wide-screen telly. All being in detox and feelings running high we watched the film in silence, in a darkened room. The hairs were prickling on the back of our necks…
My worst memory was the snotty psychiatric nurses from the “staff bank” (nursing agency). In hospital they dish out drugs like there’s no tomorrow. Anyone diagnosed bipolar or psychotic who gets wound up enough to lose his temper gets wrestled into a five-point restraint, has his trousers forcibly pulled down and is injected IM with haloperidol, flupenthixol or whatever the chemical cosh of the moment happens to be. These staff came here with, fair enough, its no caffeine at night policy. But they tipped lavender oil on our pillows and encouraged us to sip camomile tae as if these things, which only affect the impressionable (in my opinion) will have any effect at all on a system scrambled by heroin and crack. I’m sorry but that’s ridiculous. The only effect herbal teas can possibly have on a withdrawing addict is a negative one — in that as I say they lack caffeine which can make an anxious person even more wound up. I found the “no meds except blind methadone” policy ridiculous. They could have given us chloral betane and zopiclone to sleep. And they could have given me something a little better than charcoal biscuits when, due to withdrawals, I was sick everywhere. Charcoal mops up toxins from the stomach. No toxins were there. I was detoxing from intravenous heroin. The charcoal just gave me black diarrhoea next morning.
Unwaware of their particular way of doing things I began to feel quite ill in the night. My eyes were running. Constant yawning. I felt not and cold all at once. I had the pouring sweats. Everyone told me I was in withdrawal (half the place was up at 3am because nobody could sleep) and at first I didn’t believe them because on a (then) £40 a day habit I’d taken about £7 worth of heroin at 7am and 50mg of methadone before coming in to the centre. These together, I hoped, would hold me till 9am 24 hours later. No such luck. By 4am the methadone was no longer holding me at all (heroin, which keeps you “straight” for 8-12 hours, had long worn off). Wanting to be direct and honest with the staff I had told them exactly what I used each day and what I’d taken. (Many addicts exaggerate up to get more meds, but what’s the point in that, I reasoned, if you’re there to come off?) The night staff refused to believe I was ill for quite some time. They even queried what I was talking about when I told them I was hot and cold at the same time (a classic withdrawal feature).
What had not been explained to me was that because this place is a self-referral crisis centre — “clients” arrive with no medical papers confirming their addict status — nobody can give medication until the “client” is in blatant withdrawal, which can mean feeling very uncomfortable indeed. People have died in prisons/etc having lied about their status hoping to get stoned on the meds for “an easier time.”
A couple of other events occurred during my 3-day stay to give me rather a low view of the place. I don’t want to slag the place off too much because, as I say, this all happened about 3-4 years ago and much could have changed since then.
What all this did show me was that I wasn’t “ready” to quit… If I do end up in rehab again, at least I know now what questions to ask about the regime…
Posted by gledwood at 5:09 PM GMT
Updated: Monday, 1 January 2007 5:16 PM GMT
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 7:21 PM GMT
Name: "Laurie"
Home Page: http://www.laurieishii.com
E-Mail: laurieishii@yahoo.com
Hi Gledwood!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! (Again) I'm at home on the computer catching up on e-mails and took a break to read your blogs. Did you get my LONG 'comments' where I tried to the best of my ability (and memory) to answer you questions about American heroin?
Anyway, I see that you have a bible - or at least have access to one - that's great! Read Jeremiah 29:11-13 when you get a chance. Anyway, you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Saturday my husband and I saw a pimp we know as we were driving in Hollywood. We picked him up and drove him a few blocks as his car was in the shop. It is so exciting to me to see that God is calling on people who have lived or are still living quite questionable if not total 'scandalous' lifestyles - radical - drug addicts, pimps, prostitutes, criminals, gang members...to be in His 'Army'. You are one of those people He is calling - to be a warrior for the Kingdom of God!!!
This New Year is one to look forward to. I am and will continue to believe in you!
Love,
Laurie
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 8:00 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Yes, many thanks for that. Come on! Roll up! Get answering everyone else! Doesn't matter where you're from. I'm a junkie. I love hearing full details about drugs!!
Gleds
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 8:04 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Duh- typical me, only to leave 1st ½ of a comment...
Re your second point... yes I imagine it is exciting to see people you know from past life times and styles now all things are different. Was he impressed with the change in you? I've met people who've cleaned up, the transformations are amazing...
Gleds
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 9:13 PM GMT
Name: "Laurie"
Home Page: http://www.laurieishii.com
E-Mail: laurieishii@yahoo.com
Hi Gledwood!
Seems my day will mostly be catching up on e-mails - which is nice, and fairly relaxing.
Anyway, the pimp I was referring to has actually one I've been ministering to for almost four years now - he didn't know me when I was still prostituting...but I did meet one of my old crack dealers one night while I was out ministering to prostitutes...he was SHOCKED, and kept staring and commenting that I looked so much better, he could hardly believe that I was the same person! (I'm not, actually - I'm a new creation in Christ!)
When I was prostituting I never had a pimp. Pimps here in LA don't allow their prostitutes use drugs - except maybe only smoking pot. But crack - no - and strung out on heroin - NO WAY! It's not good for business. Plus it would make it hard to trust their girls. They want all the money they make to go to them - not to some drug dealer. If you ever want to see a documentary about pimping - see "American Pimp" I forgot who made it I think two brothers - but it's pretty good. Informative at least.
Drug whores are very different from money, street whores. Street hookers make a LOT more money than drug whores...when your fixing to get high or well - your price can dramatically drop! At least that's how it went for me.
God bless you!
Love,
Laurie
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Wednesday, 3 January 2007 - 2:22 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
The only American collection of pimps I've seen on television (in fact the only televised pimps anywhere) were at something called the Pimps Ball. They all looked like Sammy Davis Jnr in dark glasses and psychedelically bright suits. (Most were black with their gorgeous black girlfriends.) The one white guy there was owner of two brothels in Vegas called the Moonlight Bunny Ranch and Kitties. The documentary was on every night on BBC3 following the lives and escapades of legalized prostitution. This "pimp" owner showed up, a man who could carry off wearing a 10-gallon hat & smoking a huge cigar without looking ridiculous. He was dating his pornstar girlfriend who went by the name "Sunset". She was hookering at the brothel to earn extra money. Anyway this pimps ball was full of the unlikeliest characters... all apparently for real. Honestly it was like a cartoon come to life, you wouldn't think an entire room full of such Sammy Davis characters all clad in purple, yellow and scarlet actually existed... That's been my only televisual encounter with pimps & their pros...
Most of the working girls of my acquaintance have nothing worse than a "ponce" of a boyfriend. No pimps. I think girls with pimps stay put away in houses. Some of those boyfs are REAL ponces though-- shameless.
Gleds
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Saturday, 6 January 2007 - 2:36 AM GMT
Name: "chipper"
Home Page: http://playingwithfire.blogdrive.com
Interesting -- indeed, fascinating -- story of detox. I've never been through it, but my girlfriend was, several times. The very latest drug they give you over here to help ease the symptoms of heroin withdrawl is Suboxone (buprenorphine), given 8mg the first day, 6mg the second, 4mg the third, and 2mg the fifth day. Sometimes it's given as a 2mg maintenance dose. It seems to be new; my girlfriend hadn't heard of it until her last detox (in November) and it worked wonders, took away almost all her discomfort, she said. I'm wondering if they are using suboxone in the UK now as well?
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Sunday, 7 January 2007 - 2:45 PM GMT
Name: gledwood
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com
To the best of my knowledge, Suboxone is buprenorphine plus naloxone. Naloxone, like naltrexone has a seriously potent blockading effect on the opiate receptors and so would (I imagine) be more likely to induce withdrawals in "opioid-tolerant individuals".
The stuff we get here in the UK is neat buprenorphine (Subutex). The usual dose given is 8-16mg, though I spoke to a nurse who said 16mg is only the beginning of a full blockading effect. Some people take up to 30mg. But I'm one of those folks who, if I'm not going to get high would rather take as little as possible. I see the lower dose as putting me closer to the prison walls and eventual freedom.
Subutex can put you into pretty horrible withdrawals if you adminster it at the wrong time (too early). But Suboxone, with that total opiate blocker naloxone... I can imagine horrific effects. (You can at least (I found out much later) top up Subutex with a tiny bit of heroin; the heroin seems to cover the gaping few receptors that have left you feeling not quite right. Within 4 days Subutex works perfectly. And it really does take opiate cravings away, I can testify to that. It's as if it resets your addiction... in a way that methadone certainly never does. Methadone is like ultra slow, sticky, highly addicting orally administered heroin. Nothing more special than that. It has a painfully slow onset of action (2hours). You can puke it up if you're sick. Lots of stupid factors. Subutex at least you put under your tongue so it's in your body almost as fast as a skin-pop, and you know you're fine then...
Cusp of New Year
Sunday, 31 December 2006
Cusp of New Year
Mood: celebratory
Now Playing: Auld Lang Syne!! Still!
Topic: Daily Doings
CLOSE TO THE CUSP of New Year’s Day; I am tempted to go out begging the revellers for change. But that would be going backwards a few years.
Sad as that may seem, I can’t do it. Also my gut feeling tells me to stay inside. I have my methadone. I’ve drunk quite some quantity in advance to prevent that nasty phenomenon of waking early feeling sick, like I did this morning. I was barely over the cusp of withdrawal — just a bit under the weather…
Posted by gledwood at 11:59 PM GMT
Cusp of New Year
Mood: celebratory
Now Playing: Auld Lang Syne!! Still!
Topic: Daily Doings
CLOSE TO THE CUSP of New Year’s Day; I am tempted to go out begging the revellers for change. But that would be going backwards a few years.
Sad as that may seem, I can’t do it. Also my gut feeling tells me to stay inside. I have my methadone. I’ve drunk quite some quantity in advance to prevent that nasty phenomenon of waking early feeling sick, like I did this morning. I was barely over the cusp of withdrawal — just a bit under the weather…
Posted by gledwood at 11:59 PM GMT
Happy New Year
Sunday, 31 December 2006
Happy New Year
Mood: cheeky
Now Playing: Auld Lang Syne
Topic: miscellaneous
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007 EVERYBODY!
Love
Gledwood
XxXxXxX
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 3:03 PM GMT
Name: "M. Simon"
Home Page: http://powerandcontrol.blogspot.com/
E-Mail: msimon@xta.com
Happy New Year to You.
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 8:28 PM GMT
Name: "mousie"
Home Page: http://plumpiemousie.blogspot.com
E-Mail: claudine.le-gac@laposte.net
I'm happy when I see you joking...
good you stop smoking, best for your health and your purse!!!
so I came to wish you:
BLOAVEZ MAD in breton, though I don't speak it...my husband is a true breton, he learnt French at school...didn't speak a word of it before 6...I'm from the Loire country...breton is a beautiful language, and Brittany a beautiful country...so have a glass of cider:
ar christr zo mad...the cider is good...
let's drink some together ...may 2007 brings you peace and love my friend...take care
love from Mum Mousie!!!!
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 5:07 PM GMT
Name: "Robyne"
Home Page: http://www.creativewritintravel.blogspot.com
E-Mail: Creativetrips.writing@gmail.com
Happy New Year and an inspired 2007
Robyne
Happy New Year
Mood: cheeky
Now Playing: Auld Lang Syne
Topic: miscellaneous
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007 EVERYBODY!
Love
Gledwood
XxXxXxX
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 3:03 PM GMT
Name: "M. Simon"
Home Page: http://powerandcontrol.blogspot.com/
E-Mail: msimon@xta.com
Happy New Year to You.
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 8:28 PM GMT
Name: "mousie"
Home Page: http://plumpiemousie.blogspot.com
E-Mail: claudine.le-gac@laposte.net
I'm happy when I see you joking...
good you stop smoking, best for your health and your purse!!!
so I came to wish you:
BLOAVEZ MAD in breton, though I don't speak it...my husband is a true breton, he learnt French at school...didn't speak a word of it before 6...I'm from the Loire country...breton is a beautiful language, and Brittany a beautiful country...so have a glass of cider:
ar christr zo mad...the cider is good...
let's drink some together ...may 2007 brings you peace and love my friend...take care
love from Mum Mousie!!!!
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 5:07 PM GMT
Name: "Robyne"
Home Page: http://www.creativewritintravel.blogspot.com
E-Mail: Creativetrips.writing@gmail.com
Happy New Year and an inspired 2007
Robyne
Pre-2007
Sunday, 31 December 2006
Pre-2007
Mood: lyrical
Now Playing: Auld Lang Syne (still)...
Topic: Daily Doings
NEW YEAR’S EVE and I’ve cut down smoking… not because of any New Year’s Resolution, though one friend of mine threatened to quit and I said (truthfully) that I’d do so too — if it happens. No, my lack of tobacco comes from rain (that has destroyed the local dogends collections) overzealous street-sweepers sweeping all the best butts away and my being too poor to be able to afford to buy any. So I’ve been on about five or ten a day, which is nothing to me. I had a cig just now, it gave me such a head-rush! People pay £5 to get something like that off crack! And mine came free courtesy of an old lady at a bus-stop…!
As you can see I’ve altered my colour-scheme. I would like to know whether people think it really is better…
I’ve been trying to send Happy New Year’s messages to everyone I know but have had problems getting through to the following: Micah — because Junkylife seems to be “down”. Ruth — the comments box won’t appear (and I keep getting the most extraordinary popups from your site). Istanbulwitchy — yours will only allow comments from googlers or blogspotters which I’m not so please alter the settings, I’d like to be able to talk to you! So a Happy New Year to all the above plus everyone else and thanks for all your support.
Re my longed-for hits-counter, I’d still appreciate all the tips and info anyone has… especially if there’s a Tripod blogger out there… Please keep the instructions coming…
I’m off now for Sunday lunch and a huge session of nature programme watching at my mate’s house… See yers in 2007.
And let's hope the new year is tons better than the old one!
G.
xx
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Updated: Sunday, 31 December 2006 9:07 PM GMT
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 1:08 AM GMT
Name: "ferdinand"
Home Page: http://www.diary-of-a-ginger-tom-cat.blogspot.com
Hello and a very very happy new year.
P.S Shove your code for your counter anywhere between the body tags
and ps statcounter is really good.
PPS Hope it dries up and they stop being so thorough on the broom handling activites.
And ppps Thanks for wishing me and us a happy new year.
Pre-2007
Mood: lyrical
Now Playing: Auld Lang Syne (still)...
Topic: Daily Doings
NEW YEAR’S EVE and I’ve cut down smoking… not because of any New Year’s Resolution, though one friend of mine threatened to quit and I said (truthfully) that I’d do so too — if it happens. No, my lack of tobacco comes from rain (that has destroyed the local dogends collections) overzealous street-sweepers sweeping all the best butts away and my being too poor to be able to afford to buy any. So I’ve been on about five or ten a day, which is nothing to me. I had a cig just now, it gave me such a head-rush! People pay £5 to get something like that off crack! And mine came free courtesy of an old lady at a bus-stop…!
As you can see I’ve altered my colour-scheme. I would like to know whether people think it really is better…
I’ve been trying to send Happy New Year’s messages to everyone I know but have had problems getting through to the following: Micah — because Junkylife seems to be “down”. Ruth — the comments box won’t appear (and I keep getting the most extraordinary popups from your site). Istanbulwitchy — yours will only allow comments from googlers or blogspotters which I’m not so please alter the settings, I’d like to be able to talk to you! So a Happy New Year to all the above plus everyone else and thanks for all your support.
Re my longed-for hits-counter, I’d still appreciate all the tips and info anyone has… especially if there’s a Tripod blogger out there… Please keep the instructions coming…
I’m off now for Sunday lunch and a huge session of nature programme watching at my mate’s house… See yers in 2007.
And let's hope the new year is tons better than the old one!
G.
xx
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Name: "ferdinand"
Home Page: http://www.diary-of-a-ginger-tom-cat.blogspot.com
Hello and a very very happy new year.
P.S Shove your code for your counter anywhere between the body tags
and ps statcounter is really good.
PPS Hope it dries up and they stop being so thorough on the broom handling activites.
And ppps Thanks for wishing me and us a happy new year.
Saddam Hanged
Sunday, 31 December 2006
SADDAM
Mood: incredulous
Now Playing: tearfully - boo-hoo!
Topic: News Views
WHEN I WOKE UP yesterday with the radio telling me of the last moments of Saddam Hussein as he approached the hanging scaffold… turned down the offer of a hood, bowed his neck, calmly accepting the noose… exclaimed, “God is great!” — his last words — then:— WHAM!
I was always against the death penalty when I was younger… (What if they got the wrong guy?)… more recently my mind began to change. Saddam Hussein kept alive in Iraq would always be liable to jailbreaks from his mobs of “insurgents”…
But I have to admit, and I’m hardly Saddam’s #1 fan, that of all the things to feel on hearing of his death, I felt tearful. Why? Why do we feel sad when anyone dies? It’s often because of all that person didn’t achieve and all they were not. That’s why when someone like Mother Theresa goes, having lived a full and worthwhile existence, barely a tear is shed. But someone with a troubled life, someone like Princess Diana… see what I mean?
Well, that’s my theory.
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Updated: Sunday, 31 December 2006 9:34 PM GMT
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Tuesday, 2 January 2007 - 10:40 PM GMT
Name: "ggirl"
Home Page: http://ggirl.tblog.com
E-Mail: ggirl@space.la
To paraphrase one of my favorite poems, we are mourning for ourselves. I think people did cry when Mother Theresa died. I guess it just depends on your point of view. The loss of human life is...a reminder of our own mortality.
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Wednesday, 3 January 2007 - 4:01 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Yeah, I suppose that might have sounded a little unfeeling of me... I didn't mean so much that nobody would have cried when Mother Theresa died as that the tears cried are very different ones to say those wept over Diana...
I remember when the Queen Mother died about 3 years ago. I fell asleep with the TV on (as per usual). BBC was playing a constant news loop of Queen Mum funeral coverage. This excerpt kept coming up of the Queen, "We should remember her with happiness," type of thing. But there was deep sadness in the Queen's voice. You could hear it. Of course it was her own mother's funeral. That clip kept going on again and again, it went into my subconscious, into my sleep and dreams... I woke up feeling very sad on what (for me) wouldn't have been an otherwise sad day. (I do like the Royals, but not in an OTT way)...
Ok then,
Gleds
SADDAM
Mood: incredulous
Now Playing: tearfully - boo-hoo!
Topic: News Views
WHEN I WOKE UP yesterday with the radio telling me of the last moments of Saddam Hussein as he approached the hanging scaffold… turned down the offer of a hood, bowed his neck, calmly accepting the noose… exclaimed, “God is great!” — his last words — then:— WHAM!
I was always against the death penalty when I was younger… (What if they got the wrong guy?)… more recently my mind began to change. Saddam Hussein kept alive in Iraq would always be liable to jailbreaks from his mobs of “insurgents”…
But I have to admit, and I’m hardly Saddam’s #1 fan, that of all the things to feel on hearing of his death, I felt tearful. Why? Why do we feel sad when anyone dies? It’s often because of all that person didn’t achieve and all they were not. That’s why when someone like Mother Theresa goes, having lived a full and worthwhile existence, barely a tear is shed. But someone with a troubled life, someone like Princess Diana… see what I mean?
Well, that’s my theory.
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Tuesday, 2 January 2007 - 10:40 PM GMT
Name: "ggirl"
Home Page: http://ggirl.tblog.com
E-Mail: ggirl@space.la
To paraphrase one of my favorite poems, we are mourning for ourselves. I think people did cry when Mother Theresa died. I guess it just depends on your point of view. The loss of human life is...a reminder of our own mortality.
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Wednesday, 3 January 2007 - 4:01 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood"
Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Yeah, I suppose that might have sounded a little unfeeling of me... I didn't mean so much that nobody would have cried when Mother Theresa died as that the tears cried are very different ones to say those wept over Diana...
I remember when the Queen Mother died about 3 years ago. I fell asleep with the TV on (as per usual). BBC was playing a constant news loop of Queen Mum funeral coverage. This excerpt kept coming up of the Queen, "We should remember her with happiness," type of thing. But there was deep sadness in the Queen's voice. You could hear it. Of course it was her own mother's funeral. That clip kept going on again and again, it went into my subconscious, into my sleep and dreams... I woke up feeling very sad on what (for me) wouldn't have been an otherwise sad day. (I do like the Royals, but not in an OTT way)...
Ok then,
Gleds
Diana
Diana
Mood: mischievious
Now Playing: Candle in the Wind '97
Topic: News Views
… Incidentally, re Princess Diana and the Royal Family it amuses me the way they seem to be viewed by the foreign media:— almost as celebrities who don’t make films or records. Very modern Paris Hilton/Lindsay Lohan-type celebrities. Has Lindsay Lohan been in a film? Has anyone seen it?
Our Queen is our Head of State much as an old granny becomes head of a family Since the Queen Mum died a few years ago our Queen ticks both of these boxes. She is loved and respected by a vast proportion of the population in a way I’m not sure Republic-dwellers could fully understand.
An American President gets at most eight years. The former Irish President Mary Robinson (in a figurehead role more equivalent to that of our Queen) had a regal bearing but she only did the job for a few years.
Queen Elizabeth II has reigned since 1952 and was well known to the public of course (as Princess Elizabeth) all her life up to then. We have seen how a woman perhaps not the most naturally gifted with “star quality” and charisma has performed the duties to which she was born with rare dignity, escaping the kind of scandals in which practically every other member of her family became embroiled.
Diana was dangerous because while she was alive and popular she attracted public sympathies and support that might otherwise have been directed at Charles and the Queen. (Although there were signs that her popularity was perhaps just starting to falter when she died.)
The Queen is little interested in her popularity ratings and though her “star” might well be at an all-time high today, there have been periods in history when the Royals weren’t all that popular at all.
It is often said that in an ever more rapidly changing world the Queen provides Britons with a sense of constancy and stability.
Perhaps it’s a paradox that as we gradually enter a sci-fi-comes-real style of future, the Royal family are becoming more indispensable to us than they’ve ever been in this present “Constitutional” age…
Posted by gledwood at 1:50 PM GMT
Mood: mischievious
Now Playing: Candle in the Wind '97
Topic: News Views
… Incidentally, re Princess Diana and the Royal Family it amuses me the way they seem to be viewed by the foreign media:— almost as celebrities who don’t make films or records. Very modern Paris Hilton/Lindsay Lohan-type celebrities. Has Lindsay Lohan been in a film? Has anyone seen it?
Our Queen is our Head of State much as an old granny becomes head of a family Since the Queen Mum died a few years ago our Queen ticks both of these boxes. She is loved and respected by a vast proportion of the population in a way I’m not sure Republic-dwellers could fully understand.
An American President gets at most eight years. The former Irish President Mary Robinson (in a figurehead role more equivalent to that of our Queen) had a regal bearing but she only did the job for a few years.
Queen Elizabeth II has reigned since 1952 and was well known to the public of course (as Princess Elizabeth) all her life up to then. We have seen how a woman perhaps not the most naturally gifted with “star quality” and charisma has performed the duties to which she was born with rare dignity, escaping the kind of scandals in which practically every other member of her family became embroiled.
Diana was dangerous because while she was alive and popular she attracted public sympathies and support that might otherwise have been directed at Charles and the Queen. (Although there were signs that her popularity was perhaps just starting to falter when she died.)
The Queen is little interested in her popularity ratings and though her “star” might well be at an all-time high today, there have been periods in history when the Royals weren’t all that popular at all.
It is often said that in an ever more rapidly changing world the Queen provides Britons with a sense of constancy and stability.
Perhaps it’s a paradox that as we gradually enter a sci-fi-comes-real style of future, the Royal family are becoming more indispensable to us than they’ve ever been in this present “Constitutional” age…
Posted by gledwood at 1:50 PM GMT
Tripod Help Please!
Saturday, 30 December 2006
HELP!!!Mood: irritatedNow Playing: extremely irritatedly, as I just said.Topic: miscellaneous
PLEASE HELP ME!!
I know someone out there can.
All I want to do is install a hit-counter on this blog, so I'll have some idea of how many folks come tiptoeing across my innermost confessions...
I've found the hit counter. I know how to highlight, ctrl+C to pick up then ctrl+V to set down again.
I opened my html editor. I was unable to scroll through loads of crap as only one paragraph of was showing.
Please, does anyone know where I'm meant to paste the technical code? How do I do this? Someone must know. Loads of you lot have counters on your blogs. You must at least know someone else you can collar — please force them to answer me!
Or if you cannot answer yourself, tell me where I can go on the net to find out...
Many thanks.
PS What do you think of the new darker, less-glary blue? Answers below, please...
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 7:28 PM GMT
Name: "CW"
Not quite sure what you're doing as there is no html editor for the blogs. There are only advanced customization templates. Counter code would go on the main page layout template (index.btpl).
A good place to put it might be under the side panel link components code if the counter isn't too wide or you may stretch out the side panel link and cover up some of the text in your entries. You could also place it at the bottom of the page under the entries. You'll probably want to place a line break
before the code for the counter or include the counter in a "div"[in spiky brackets] so it starts on a new line.
Since blog pages are dynamically generated from basic templates, the counter will appear on all your blog "pages" and will probably increment with every page view. That's not going to give you a lot of info unless the counter sets cookies and can remember visitors for an entire session so they are only counted once/ session. A basic hit counter won't be of much use there.
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 8:04 PM GMT
Name: "Ruth"
Anonymous said...
Hi GledwoodRe the Neoworks counter; I'm with Blogger Beta and can click on edit template and in the side bar area click on New Element; this gives a range of choices like add picture, add site feed etc. One of them says HTML/Java script and I just paste the code into that. Hopefully Lycos have something similar. Remember if your using neo2 that you need to paste in 2 codes, the first is just the tracking device, the second is the actual counter. Good LuckHope the New Year brings a better and brighter futureLoveRuthxp.s. Did try to answer on your blog but it didn't let me sublit my comment. Will try again later in case you don't see this message
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 8:10 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood" Home Page: http://gledwood. tripod.com/blog
Ruth if you see the above and wonder how it got there (!!!) I transferred it myself from yours so I can keep all advice in one place...
... hoping it shall make some sense to me...
... I did try this templates thing but the only templates I found were the ones like the meditating man in the corner who incidentally looks just like me...
... do I go into the html editor to find these templates?... supposedly no html editor for blogs, but how come I have one?
I really don't get this. There's some missing piece of info I ought to have... I will keep this info safe then when things make a little more sense to me hopefully all shall come in useful.
MEANWHILE ROLL UP ROLL UP COME ON EVERYONE TELL ME WHAT I'M NOT "GETTING". P L E A S E. GLEDS
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:24 PM GMT
Name: "mary blackchurch" Home Page: http://maryblackchurch.heroindiaries.com/E-Mail: maryblackchurch@hotmail.com
HI, I found this for you through yahoo search..I the counter you have a tripod one or an independent one..not that it makes any difference..just that the Tripod one will probably fit perfectly and you won't have to worry about changing the size to fit your blog. Usually counter's sit in your sidebar somewhere...or at the bottom of your main page templete. Do you have access to your sidebar? If so where ever you see HTML code is where you want to place your code..just stay outside of code that begins and ends in these arrows:
and you should be okay. Or you could copy and paste your main page code into an email for me and I'll look at it..will try and find a place to put your counter code. No matter what you do though..save the original HTML code first (in word or something) by copy and paste..in case something goes wrong you will have the original HTML. Then experiment. It looks more confusing than it really is. Good luck and Happy New Year to you.
Here's the post I found:
MEMBERSHIP QUESTION OF THE WEEK Get the inside dirt on some of the questions most frequently fielded by our dedicated membership department!
Q: How do I place a counter on my page?
The HTML code for a basic Tripod counter is as follows:
. If the file name of your page is "index.html," the counter code is 
This code will produce the actual counter. You can place text around it if you wish. Currently, you cannot manually change the number displayed on your counter. You can, however, change the color, by adding the following code: ?RRGGBB. Example:
. The six digits following the question mark are standard hexadecimal color code. In the example above, "000000" is the code for black.
http://www.tripod.lycos.com/about/insider/content/020104.html
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:33 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood" Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Thanks for that. I'm going to have a renewed try at all that stuff tomorrow... all information is appreciated.
I'll tell you what gets me... in this age of "Windows", we're expected to comprehend such html gobbledygook... it's no simpler than the old "Basic" our ZX Spectrum came preloaded with... only I had some grasp of that. This modern stuff is a complete mystery to me!
Gleds
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:34 PM GMT
Name: "anonymous"
Sorry: forgot to say; will email you that code if I ever work out how to do it...
(More to the point, how to access the bit you're talking about)...
Righty-ho then,
G
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Saturday, 6 January 2007 - 6:00 PM GMT
Name: "Felix"
Shove your code for your counter anywhere between the body tags
and ps statcounter is really good.
HELP!!!Mood: irritatedNow Playing: extremely irritatedly, as I just said.Topic: miscellaneous
PLEASE HELP ME!!
I know someone out there can.
All I want to do is install a hit-counter on this blog, so I'll have some idea of how many folks come tiptoeing across my innermost confessions...
I've found the hit counter. I know how to highlight, ctrl+C to pick up then ctrl+V to set down again.
I opened my html editor. I was unable to scroll through loads of
Please, does anyone know where I'm meant to paste the technical code? How do I do this? Someone must know. Loads of you lot have counters on your blogs. You must at least know someone else you can collar — please force them to answer me!
Or if you cannot answer yourself, tell me where I can go on the net to find out...
Many thanks.
PS What do you think of the new darker, less-glary blue? Answers below, please...
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 7:28 PM GMT
Name: "CW"
Not quite sure what you're doing as there is no html editor for the blogs. There are only advanced customization templates. Counter code would go on the main page layout template (index.btpl).
A good place to put it might be under the side panel link components code if the counter isn't too wide or you may stretch out the side panel link and cover up some of the text in your entries. You could also place it at the bottom of the page under the entries. You'll probably want to place a line break
before the code for the counter or include the counter in a "div"[in spiky brackets] so it starts on a new line.
Since blog pages are dynamically generated from basic templates, the counter will appear on all your blog "pages" and will probably increment with every page view. That's not going to give you a lot of info unless the counter sets cookies and can remember visitors for an entire session so they are only counted once/ session. A basic hit counter won't be of much use there.
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 8:04 PM GMT
Name: "Ruth"
Anonymous said...
Hi GledwoodRe the Neoworks counter; I'm with Blogger Beta and can click on edit template and in the side bar area click on New Element; this gives a range of choices like add picture, add site feed etc. One of them says HTML/Java script and I just paste the code into that. Hopefully Lycos have something similar. Remember if your using neo2 that you need to paste in 2 codes, the first is just the tracking device, the second is the actual counter. Good LuckHope the New Year brings a better and brighter futureLoveRuthxp.s. Did try to answer on your blog but it didn't let me sublit my comment. Will try again later in case you don't see this message
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 8:10 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood" Home Page: http://gledwood. tripod.com/blog
Ruth if you see the above and wonder how it got there (!!!) I transferred it myself from yours so I can keep all advice in one place...
... hoping it shall make some sense to me...
... I did try this templates thing but the only templates I found were the ones like the meditating man in the corner who incidentally looks just like me...
... do I go into the html editor to find these templates?... supposedly no html editor for blogs, but how come I have one?
I really don't get this. There's some missing piece of info I ought to have... I will keep this info safe then when things make a little more sense to me hopefully all shall come in useful.
MEANWHILE ROLL UP ROLL UP COME ON EVERYONE TELL ME WHAT I'M NOT "GETTING". P L E A S E. GLEDS
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:24 PM GMT
Name: "mary blackchurch" Home Page: http://maryblackchurch.heroindiaries.com/E-Mail: maryblackchurch@hotmail.com
HI, I found this for you through yahoo search..I the counter you have a tripod one or an independent one..not that it makes any difference..just that the Tripod one will probably fit perfectly and you won't have to worry about changing the size to fit your blog. Usually counter's sit in your sidebar somewhere...or at the bottom of your main page templete. Do you have access to your sidebar? If so where ever you see HTML code is where you want to place your code..just stay outside of code that begins and ends in these arrows:
and you should be okay. Or you could copy and paste your main page code into an email for me and I'll look at it..will try and find a place to put your counter code. No matter what you do though..save the original HTML code first (in word or something) by copy and paste..in case something goes wrong you will have the original HTML. Then experiment. It looks more confusing than it really is. Good luck and Happy New Year to you.
Here's the post I found:
MEMBERSHIP QUESTION OF THE WEEK Get the inside dirt on some of the questions most frequently fielded by our dedicated membership department!
Q: How do I place a counter on my page?
The HTML code for a basic Tripod counter is as follows:
This code will produce the actual counter. You can place text around it if you wish. Currently, you cannot manually change the number displayed on your counter. You can, however, change the color, by adding the following code: ?RRGGBB. Example:
http://www.tripod.lycos.com/about/insider/content/020104.html
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:33 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood" Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
Thanks for that. I'm going to have a renewed try at all that stuff tomorrow... all information is appreciated.
I'll tell you what gets me... in this age of "Windows", we're expected to comprehend such html gobbledygook... it's no simpler than the old "Basic" our ZX Spectrum came preloaded with... only I had some grasp of that. This modern stuff is a complete mystery to me!
Gleds
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:34 PM GMT
Name: "anonymous"
Sorry: forgot to say; will email you that code if I ever work out how to do it...
(More to the point, how to access the bit you're talking about)...
Righty-ho then,
G
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Saturday, 6 January 2007 - 6:00 PM GMT
Name: "Felix"
Shove your code for your counter anywhere between the body tags
and ps statcounter is really good.
American Quiz
Saturday, 30 December 2006
American Quizzzzzzz!!zzzzzz!Mood: quizzicalNow Playing: Who Wants to be a Millionaire...!Topic: miscellaneous
SOME PRETTY TRIVIAL QUESTIONS ON AMERICANA-DRUGANA
We see so much of the USA in films, exported TV-shows, etc. But what’s the real America like? I haven’t a clue. And, wondering how a junky's life compares, I found myself posing the following questions:—
1 — Is the j-word mostly spelt “junky”?
(Told you this was trivial, didn’t I?)
We tend to spell it “junkie”, that’s all.
2. What is American heroin like?
I’ve heard of this “tar” (Mexican black tar H—?). Is that literally black?
What colour is it cooked up?
Is China white easy to get hold of?
(Our gear is nearly always brown (that’s why our dealers call it “B”,) Even when it comes as grey lumps like catlitter it still cooks up brown.) You don’t ever get “tar” over here & China/Thai white is rare as hens’ teeth.
3. Are fresh works (needles-syringes) easy to get hold of?
4. Is it true if you OD yourself the hospital/911 emergency are likely to call police on you?
(That wouldn’t happen here unless you were under-age, or some equally dodgy factor was involved.)
5. Is that crystal methamphetamine really as widespread as the media would have us believe? Our speed over here has always been amphetamine sulphate — it’s weaker; must be easier to make or something. We are apparently starting to see crystal meth… but I’ve never come across it… but then again I don’t do speed…
I’ve seen cleaned-up addicts filmed in rehab and even one month clean they looked terrible. A month off heroin & crack and most people look so okay you wouldn’t guess they were a recovering crackhead junkie…
6. How popular is ecstasy? I’d estimate that out of my generation (I’m 34—gaah!!) about one person in three has done it. They used to say a million (or was it 2 million) people in the UK took it every weekend. I used to love it at a club or party when you’d get someone dead straight in real life getting down & funky on the E-E—E-E/E/E•E\E-E\E-E/E•E-E•E%!¡!¿?!!! vibe. Yeah, man. It was like living a really happy dream and sharing it with my friends. (“We are E-E-E-E!”) (The only problem was certain distraught comedowns. Like someone had grabbed my dream, shook out all the pixie-dust, given it a good kicking and used it as a toilet-cum-ashtray, then slammed all this rubbish back in my head and made me suffer the ashtray of doom brains all week long.) Tuesday Blues, they call it… Blues? What an understatement.
… Then Friday night comes and whee-heeE-E-E-E! Back up there!
7. What’s the consensus on George W Bush? There isn’t a consensus? Okay, what do you personally think?
Okay, that’s enough questions for now.
Anyone who knows the answers and can be bothered, please post ’em in a comment.
Ta!
Posted by gledwood at 4:44 PM GMT
Updated: Saturday, 30 December 2006 4:47 PM GMT
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 4:13 AM GMT
Name: "Laurie" Home Page: http://www.laurieishii.comE-Mail: laurieishii@yahoo.com
Happy New Year!
Hi Gledwood! I’ve been so busy these last couple of weeks – I’ve been trying my best to get caught up on e-mails I’ve gotten and haven’t a chance to answer yet. My hubby has been sick since before Christmas – we both have HepC (unfortunately we are both very symptomatic) and we are pretty sure that his liver is having a hard time digesting or processing certain types of food…like red meat for example. The last two times Daryl ate meat he broke out in hives all over his body. It’s been crazy.
Anyway, being that I’m from America and also was a junkie – I can answer a few of your questions…okay, granted the fact that I haven’t done dope for almost six years now (March 9, 2007 will be six years - oh wow, what a miracle that is!) I don’t think the junkie world has changed all that much in the last six years.
To answer your first question – I have never spelled junkie (in the way you are using the word) any other way but JUNKIE – honestly, I myself have never seen anyone I know spell that word junky…except maybe if they were talking about a junky car or something…?
Second question – the heroin here, at least in Southern California – is yes, Mexican black tar. It isn’t really quite black – but more of a very dark brown. But the texture is definitely ‘tar like’ – sometimes even quite gooey. It comes in small ‘balloons’ (like the type you would make water balloons out of…do you guys even have water balloons where you’re at?) anyway, the H is wrapped up in plastic – like the kind of plastic you’d get from a plastic grocery bag. Then it’s put in the little balloon, so in case the cops happen to come around, if you’re fast enough you can pop the balloon in your mouth and if need be – you can swallow it. Later on, if you’re real desperate, you can poop later and look for it in your poop. (This is really gross, but one time when I was in jail I was soooo dope sick, laying on the cement floor, and an old black woman called “Mama” told me that she’d been arrested the night before and swallowed 14 bags – if she went to the toilet, she’d let me know. Well, lo and behold, she did! She pointed at the toilet and I dove right in. I was supposed to see the judge soon and I was too sick to even stand up. I found a little green balloon in her poop and washed it off and snorted it. I was well within seconds – but I think I smelled crap for about a week. Whether it was in my head or what I’ll never know. Disgusting, huh? But I didn’t even think twice about it back then.)
Anyway, when the H is cooked up, depending on where you got the dope from, the color is anywhere from light almost clear brown to dark, dark brown. But that is misleading! Because I have done both – I once thought that how strong it was depended on how dark it was, but I had been using the $7.00 bag from downtown and went over to my friend’s place in Hollywood and I thought he was being stingy – he only broke off a small little piece for me to do and it was almost clear when I did it. I shot up in my thumb, it hit my head and my knees gave way and I overdosed. The stuff you get from the delivery guys (they deliver to your front door) is much better, but not all that much more expensive.
Then there’s the powder (that’s not quite powdery) stuff that sounds similar to the way the stuff you talked about looks like, only light brown and not quite as consistent as cat litter. That’s sometimes from downtown LA. The tar is usually from across and down the street from Mac Arthur Park. (A known to be bad area where a lot of crack heads hung out before.)
I have never done China White – I wanted to but never came across it. Friends I knew who were from the back east or New York have easier access to it.
Question three – yes, free works are VERY easy to get here because of the governments concern of the spread of AIDS. So we have what’s called the “Needle Exchange” where you can get free syringes, saline water, rubber ties, cookers and tiny cotton balls. You can get a bag of thirty each time you visit, and the Exchange was only open once a week. You can even receive a card which you can show a cop if you get pulled over and they find syringes on you that says you got your needles at the Exchange – just so long as they’re not opened and have something in them. (It never worked for me)
Fourth question – YES! Not all the time, but MANY times. Once I had an allergic reaction from breaking crack down with a bad lemon and my throat began to close up and I couldn’t breathe. The cops came along with the ambulance cause my boyfriend told the 911 operator that I was a heroin addict. I kept telling the EMT’s not to give me ‘narcan’ because I had done cocaine – but they didn’t listen to me. They gave me narcan which caused me to kick and flip out because of the over stimulation and the cops waited for about two hours to question me but finally ended up leaving. But another time I was just kicking and went to the hospital to get some clonadine (and hopefully some phenergan just to get a little high) and the cops came and they called in to see if I had any warrants because if they did they were going to take me straight to jail.
Question five – I’ve never much cared for speed – but it is VERY widespread here in America. It is so easy to cook, there are labs all over the place, mostly quiet deserts n’ stuff. Daryl (my hubby) was a speed dealer as well as a user back in his day. He did 3 years prison time for sales. I only used speed when nothing else was around, or once I tried to kick heroin by just doing speed instead. Does NOT work. Shot a 16th in hours with my ex, and that 16th was supposed to last for at least 3 days. Yeah right!!!
Question six – Ecstasy for me about ten years ago was very popular…but then again I lived with an X dealer, so I did it every day, for weeks. But the bad thing was that we had to double the dosage if you did it simultaneously day one day after another. So first day you took one, second day you took two, third day you took four, and so on. I was so stupid – I don’t even know if that was really true or not, I just did it. I don’t think it was true cause I’d take a day or two off and then go back to a couple at once…the most I ever took at once was fourteen. I used to LOVE X, but then I heard about it affecting your spinal fluid, and I knew one girl that supposedly got a ‘tick’ in her neck from doing so much of it. So I stopped.
Question seven – I’m not even going there! I’d be here forever.
I’m pooped! God bless you Gledwood!
Love,
Laurie
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Saturday, 6 January 2007 - 5:42 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood" Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
The American police sound so different from our ones here. Not so much a difference in attitude (though I sense maybe there is and has been for quite some time more of a laissez-faire attitude to heroin here than in the US. Not that it's not a hard drug... I put it down to opium coming in from the empire... it's been a part of our culture since Victorian times at least.)
Though what I'm trying to say is over here if police find needles on you (they have on me loads of times) they just want to stay away from them. You need no special licence/excuse/explanation/card in order to carry them. Obviously carrying works may give police reason to suspect you're carrying drugs, fair enough. To be honest when they've stopped me they've always been more scared of getting spiked accidentally! Usually they've been pretty reasonable with me (almost as if there's a hidden camera filming for a police PR video). They have tried to wind me up (once). I've never been treated really badly. But then again I have the self-control not to answer back...
As for your hospital story... wow. How on earth can they give you narcan when you tell 'em expressly not to? And as I said, police wouldn't come to an OD unless 1. the person's underage; 2. loads of ODs have happened at that address in a short period of time ;3. children are in the house and childcare "issues" have in some way come to the fore... The only case I know of police waiting in the ward was a shoplifting friend got caught, pretended to be slowly going unconscious on some unnamed drugs, acted the part well enough to get ambulanced into hospital (though they (nurses or police) did all they could to make her cry out in pain when she was "unconscious" (they're not stupid, but they can't jeopardize their jobs either... just in case!...) She managed to avoid the naloxone/narcan yet affect to stay unconscious long enough for the cops to just leave... Here if you get caught shoplifting you do not automatically go to jail. You may spend up to a weekend in a police cell, if you're known. You only end up in jail if you've been in before, skipped bail/that kind of thing. For a first offence shoplifting, if the goods are worth (I think the amount now comes to £180... it's quite a lot) you're more than likely to get off with a caution. As I say, being carted off to jail is the result of outstanding warrants & that kind of thing. America has such a different (and harsher) attitude to their criminals than here! (I think here, though we despise the crime, we're aware and more forgiving in the sense that "it's somebody's son/brother/father/I might do the same in a similar situation"... I dunno. Does this ring true? Anyone?
American Quizzzzzzz!!zzzzzz!Mood: quizzicalNow Playing: Who Wants to be a Millionaire...!Topic: miscellaneous
SOME PRETTY TRIVIAL QUESTIONS ON AMERICANA-DRUGANA
We see so much of the USA in films, exported TV-shows, etc. But what’s the real America like? I haven’t a clue. And, wondering how a junky's life compares, I found myself posing the following questions:—
1 — Is the j-word mostly spelt “junky”?
(Told you this was trivial, didn’t I?)
We tend to spell it “junkie”, that’s all.
2. What is American heroin like?
I’ve heard of this “tar” (Mexican black tar H—?). Is that literally black?
What colour is it cooked up?
Is China white easy to get hold of?
(Our gear is nearly always brown (that’s why our dealers call it “B”,) Even when it comes as grey lumps like catlitter it still cooks up brown.) You don’t ever get “tar” over here & China/Thai white is rare as hens’ teeth.
3. Are fresh works (needles-syringes) easy to get hold of?
4. Is it true if you OD yourself the hospital/911 emergency are likely to call police on you?
(That wouldn’t happen here unless you were under-age, or some equally dodgy factor was involved.)
5. Is that crystal methamphetamine really as widespread as the media would have us believe? Our speed over here has always been amphetamine sulphate — it’s weaker; must be easier to make or something. We are apparently starting to see crystal meth… but I’ve never come across it… but then again I don’t do speed…
I’ve seen cleaned-up addicts filmed in rehab and even one month clean they looked terrible. A month off heroin & crack and most people look so okay you wouldn’t guess they were a recovering crackhead junkie…
6. How popular is ecstasy? I’d estimate that out of my generation (I’m 34—gaah!!) about one person in three has done it. They used to say a million (or was it 2 million) people in the UK took it every weekend. I used to love it at a club or party when you’d get someone dead straight in real life getting down & funky on the E-E—E-E/E/E•E\E-E\E-E/E•E-E•E%!¡!¿?!!! vibe. Yeah, man. It was like living a really happy dream and sharing it with my friends. (“We are E-E-E-E!”) (The only problem was certain distraught comedowns. Like someone had grabbed my dream, shook out all the pixie-dust, given it a good kicking and used it as a toilet-cum-ashtray, then slammed all this rubbish back in my head and made me suffer the ashtray of doom brains all week long.) Tuesday Blues, they call it… Blues? What an understatement.
… Then Friday night comes and whee-heeE-E-E-E! Back up there!
7. What’s the consensus on George W Bush? There isn’t a consensus? Okay, what do you personally think?
Okay, that’s enough questions for now.
Anyone who knows the answers and can be bothered, please post ’em in a comment.
Ta!
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Monday, 1 January 2007 - 4:13 AM GMT
Name: "Laurie" Home Page: http://www.laurieishii.comE-Mail: laurieishii@yahoo.com
Happy New Year!
Hi Gledwood! I’ve been so busy these last couple of weeks – I’ve been trying my best to get caught up on e-mails I’ve gotten and haven’t a chance to answer yet. My hubby has been sick since before Christmas – we both have HepC (unfortunately we are both very symptomatic) and we are pretty sure that his liver is having a hard time digesting or processing certain types of food…like red meat for example. The last two times Daryl ate meat he broke out in hives all over his body. It’s been crazy.
Anyway, being that I’m from America and also was a junkie – I can answer a few of your questions…okay, granted the fact that I haven’t done dope for almost six years now (March 9, 2007 will be six years - oh wow, what a miracle that is!) I don’t think the junkie world has changed all that much in the last six years.
To answer your first question – I have never spelled junkie (in the way you are using the word) any other way but JUNKIE – honestly, I myself have never seen anyone I know spell that word junky…except maybe if they were talking about a junky car or something…?
Second question – the heroin here, at least in Southern California – is yes, Mexican black tar. It isn’t really quite black – but more of a very dark brown. But the texture is definitely ‘tar like’ – sometimes even quite gooey. It comes in small ‘balloons’ (like the type you would make water balloons out of…do you guys even have water balloons where you’re at?) anyway, the H is wrapped up in plastic – like the kind of plastic you’d get from a plastic grocery bag. Then it’s put in the little balloon, so in case the cops happen to come around, if you’re fast enough you can pop the balloon in your mouth and if need be – you can swallow it. Later on, if you’re real desperate, you can poop later and look for it in your poop. (This is really gross, but one time when I was in jail I was soooo dope sick, laying on the cement floor, and an old black woman called “Mama” told me that she’d been arrested the night before and swallowed 14 bags – if she went to the toilet, she’d let me know. Well, lo and behold, she did! She pointed at the toilet and I dove right in. I was supposed to see the judge soon and I was too sick to even stand up. I found a little green balloon in her poop and washed it off and snorted it. I was well within seconds – but I think I smelled crap for about a week. Whether it was in my head or what I’ll never know. Disgusting, huh? But I didn’t even think twice about it back then.)
Anyway, when the H is cooked up, depending on where you got the dope from, the color is anywhere from light almost clear brown to dark, dark brown. But that is misleading! Because I have done both – I once thought that how strong it was depended on how dark it was, but I had been using the $7.00 bag from downtown and went over to my friend’s place in Hollywood and I thought he was being stingy – he only broke off a small little piece for me to do and it was almost clear when I did it. I shot up in my thumb, it hit my head and my knees gave way and I overdosed. The stuff you get from the delivery guys (they deliver to your front door) is much better, but not all that much more expensive.
Then there’s the powder (that’s not quite powdery) stuff that sounds similar to the way the stuff you talked about looks like, only light brown and not quite as consistent as cat litter. That’s sometimes from downtown LA. The tar is usually from across and down the street from Mac Arthur Park. (A known to be bad area where a lot of crack heads hung out before.)
I have never done China White – I wanted to but never came across it. Friends I knew who were from the back east or New York have easier access to it.
Question three – yes, free works are VERY easy to get here because of the governments concern of the spread of AIDS. So we have what’s called the “Needle Exchange” where you can get free syringes, saline water, rubber ties, cookers and tiny cotton balls. You can get a bag of thirty each time you visit, and the Exchange was only open once a week. You can even receive a card which you can show a cop if you get pulled over and they find syringes on you that says you got your needles at the Exchange – just so long as they’re not opened and have something in them. (It never worked for me)
Fourth question – YES! Not all the time, but MANY times. Once I had an allergic reaction from breaking crack down with a bad lemon and my throat began to close up and I couldn’t breathe. The cops came along with the ambulance cause my boyfriend told the 911 operator that I was a heroin addict. I kept telling the EMT’s not to give me ‘narcan’ because I had done cocaine – but they didn’t listen to me. They gave me narcan which caused me to kick and flip out because of the over stimulation and the cops waited for about two hours to question me but finally ended up leaving. But another time I was just kicking and went to the hospital to get some clonadine (and hopefully some phenergan just to get a little high) and the cops came and they called in to see if I had any warrants because if they did they were going to take me straight to jail.
Question five – I’ve never much cared for speed – but it is VERY widespread here in America. It is so easy to cook, there are labs all over the place, mostly quiet deserts n’ stuff. Daryl (my hubby) was a speed dealer as well as a user back in his day. He did 3 years prison time for sales. I only used speed when nothing else was around, or once I tried to kick heroin by just doing speed instead. Does NOT work. Shot a 16th in hours with my ex, and that 16th was supposed to last for at least 3 days. Yeah right!!!
Question six – Ecstasy for me about ten years ago was very popular…but then again I lived with an X dealer, so I did it every day, for weeks. But the bad thing was that we had to double the dosage if you did it simultaneously day one day after another. So first day you took one, second day you took two, third day you took four, and so on. I was so stupid – I don’t even know if that was really true or not, I just did it. I don’t think it was true cause I’d take a day or two off and then go back to a couple at once…the most I ever took at once was fourteen. I used to LOVE X, but then I heard about it affecting your spinal fluid, and I knew one girl that supposedly got a ‘tick’ in her neck from doing so much of it. So I stopped.
Question seven – I’m not even going there! I’d be here forever.
I’m pooped! God bless you Gledwood!
Love,
Laurie
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Saturday, 6 January 2007 - 5:42 PM GMT
Name: "Gledwood" Home Page: http://gledwood.tripod.com/blog
The American police sound so different from our ones here. Not so much a difference in attitude (though I sense maybe there is and has been for quite some time more of a laissez-faire attitude to heroin here than in the US. Not that it's not a hard drug... I put it down to opium coming in from the empire... it's been a part of our culture since Victorian times at least.)
Though what I'm trying to say is over here if police find needles on you (they have on me loads of times) they just want to stay away from them. You need no special licence/excuse/explanation/card in order to carry them. Obviously carrying works may give police reason to suspect you're carrying drugs, fair enough. To be honest when they've stopped me they've always been more scared of getting spiked accidentally! Usually they've been pretty reasonable with me (almost as if there's a hidden camera filming for a police PR video). They have tried to wind me up (once). I've never been treated really badly. But then again I have the self-control not to answer back...
As for your hospital story... wow. How on earth can they give you narcan when you tell 'em expressly not to? And as I said, police wouldn't come to an OD unless 1. the person's underage; 2. loads of ODs have happened at that address in a short period of time ;3. children are in the house and childcare "issues" have in some way come to the fore... The only case I know of police waiting in the ward was a shoplifting friend got caught, pretended to be slowly going unconscious on some unnamed drugs, acted the part well enough to get ambulanced into hospital (though they (nurses or police) did all they could to make her cry out in pain when she was "unconscious" (they're not stupid, but they can't jeopardize their jobs either... just in case!...) She managed to avoid the naloxone/narcan yet affect to stay unconscious long enough for the cops to just leave... Here if you get caught shoplifting you do not automatically go to jail. You may spend up to a weekend in a police cell, if you're known. You only end up in jail if you've been in before, skipped bail/that kind of thing. For a first offence shoplifting, if the goods are worth (I think the amount now comes to £180... it's quite a lot) you're more than likely to get off with a caution. As I say, being carted off to jail is the result of outstanding warrants & that kind of thing. America has such a different (and harsher) attitude to their criminals than here! (I think here, though we despise the crime, we're aware and more forgiving in the sense that "it's somebody's son/brother/father/I might do the same in a similar situation"... I dunno. Does this ring true? Anyone?
It Could Be Worse
IT COULD BE WORSE...Mood: chattyNow Playing: counting my blessings...Topic: Lists
IT COULD BE WORSE…
New Year’s as good a time as any to count our blessings.
Here’s five things it’s worse to be than addicted to drugs…
5 TERMINALLY ILL — Okay, some of us do have HIV or severe liver disease from Hep C-like viruses, alcohol or both. But a good many of us have little or nothing physically wrong with us. (Many hep C+ people are asymptomatic.) I count myself blessed to be unscathed — considering the risks I’ve taken (and all my friends seem to have the virus) the plain fact that I managed to test hep C negative has to be a miracle from God.
4 A SATANIST — Junkies may be evil in the eyes of the world, but we’re not that evil!
3 PSYCHOTIC — If you’ve ever literally lost your mind due to drugs, their after-effects or mental illness or both, even for a short time, you’ll appreciate, as I do, that sanity is something to be cherished.
2 A SEX OFFENDER — What is it that possesses a grown man in a “civilized” society to lurk in dark alleys waiting for an unsuspecting female to victimize? I do not understand this.
1 BORN IN DAIFUR/RWANDA/anywhere else where you’re likely to be mutilated or killed just for having the wrong religion or even just being born into the wrong tribe...
Posted by gledwood at 3:29 PM GMT
Updated: Sunday, 31 December 2006 6:24 PM GMT
IT COULD BE WORSE…
New Year’s as good a time as any to count our blessings.
Here’s five things it’s worse to be than addicted to drugs…
5 TERMINALLY ILL — Okay, some of us do have HIV or severe liver disease from Hep C-like viruses, alcohol or both. But a good many of us have little or nothing physically wrong with us. (Many hep C+ people are asymptomatic.) I count myself blessed to be unscathed — considering the risks I’ve taken (and all my friends seem to have the virus) the plain fact that I managed to test hep C negative has to be a miracle from God.
4 A SATANIST — Junkies may be evil in the eyes of the world, but we’re not that evil!
3 PSYCHOTIC — If you’ve ever literally lost your mind due to drugs, their after-effects or mental illness or both, even for a short time, you’ll appreciate, as I do, that sanity is something to be cherished.
2 A SEX OFFENDER — What is it that possesses a grown man in a “civilized” society to lurk in dark alleys waiting for an unsuspecting female to victimize? I do not understand this.
1 BORN IN DAIFUR/RWANDA/anywhere else where you’re likely to be mutilated or killed just for having the wrong religion or even just being born into the wrong tribe...
Posted by gledwood at 3:29 PM GMT
Updated: Sunday, 31 December 2006 6:24 PM GMT
As you can see...
Saturday, 30 December 2006
AS YOU ALL CAN SEE, I'VE CHANGED MY BACKGROUND COLOUR TO A DARKER BLUE to reduce "glare". If I knew how to install poll gear I'd to that now and question yous that way... but I don't.
So would you be so kind as to give your opinions in the comment box below? Does it look better now??
I need to know!
Many thanxx
Gledwood
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 7:13 PM GMT
Name: "Igor"
The darker blue is better. Keep it this way, I prefer it.
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 2:37 PM GMT
Name: "Cressi" E-Mail: cressi7@hotmail.com
Hi I've been reading your blog for a while and I liked it the way it was.
Sorry
Cressi
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Sunday, 31 December 2006 - 9:39 PM GMT
Name: "Amos C"
I disagree, the darker color you have now is easier on the eye. Nice blog, by the way.
AS YOU ALL CAN SEE, I'VE CHANGED MY BACKGROUND COLOUR TO A DARKER BLUE to reduce "glare". If I knew how to install poll gear I'd to that now and question yous that way... but I don't.
So would you be so kind as to give your opinions in the comment box below? Does it look better now??
I need to know!
Many thanxx
Gledwood
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Saturday, 30 December 2006 - 7:13 PM GMT
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The darker blue is better. Keep it this way, I prefer it.
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Name: "Cressi" E-Mail: cressi7@hotmail.com
Hi I've been reading your blog for a while and I liked it the way it was.
Sorry
Cressi
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I disagree, the darker color you have now is easier on the eye. Nice blog, by the way.
From "Alien" from the NA Blue Book
From "Alien", from the NA Blue BookMood: specialNow Playing: Serenely, of course!Topic: Serenity
A NUTSHELL: FULL OF ADDICT’S THINKING:
A FEW MONTHS BEFORE I found the programme, I was working in retail and found a wonderful supplier for my habit, my manager. Now all I had to do was to make it to work. In fact, all of a sudden, work was not all that bad. I began to work fourteen-hour days. It was my perpetual and ultimate connexion, and life became more blurry every day. I found myself doing things for drugs that I didn’t want to do. But I did anything that I had to do to stay high. Using became so much a part of my routine that, at one point, it was accepted behaviour to cut lines of cocaine on the restaurant table. I became oblivious to the fact that what I was doing was illegal. I never could figure out why it seemed like people were always staring at me! I remember thinking, “God grant me the power to change the people, places, and things that do not agree with my way of thinking.” I could never figure out why this world would not devote itself to making me happy.
From “Alien”, p165, Narcotics Anonymous “Blue Book”. ©1988 by Narcotics Anonymous World Services, Inc., Van Nuys, California, USA.
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Fax: (818) 700 0700
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Posted by gledwood at 12:25 AM GMT
A NUTSHELL: FULL OF ADDICT’S THINKING:
A FEW MONTHS BEFORE I found the programme, I was working in retail and found a wonderful supplier for my habit, my manager. Now all I had to do was to make it to work. In fact, all of a sudden, work was not all that bad. I began to work fourteen-hour days. It was my perpetual and ultimate connexion, and life became more blurry every day. I found myself doing things for drugs that I didn’t want to do. But I did anything that I had to do to stay high. Using became so much a part of my routine that, at one point, it was accepted behaviour to cut lines of cocaine on the restaurant table. I became oblivious to the fact that what I was doing was illegal. I never could figure out why it seemed like people were always staring at me! I remember thinking, “God grant me the power to change the people, places, and things that do not agree with my way of thinking.” I could never figure out why this world would not devote itself to making me happy.
From “Alien”, p165, Narcotics Anonymous “Blue Book”. ©1988 by Narcotics Anonymous World Services, Inc., Van Nuys, California, USA.
Tel: (818) 773-999
Fax: (818) 700 0700
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Poem for a New World
Friday, 29 December 2006
A Poem for a New World..... from the Bible; Isaiah 11:6-9Mood: lyricalTopic: Quotations
My poem for the New Year 2007...
An extract from the Bible, telling of a time when this world we have to endure now has passed away.
The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid,
And the calf and the lion and the fatling together,
And a little child shall lead them.
The cow and the bear shall feed;
Their young shall lie down together;
And the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The sucking child shall play over the hole of the asp,
And the weaned child shall put his hand on the adder’s den.
They shall not hurt or destroy in all my holy mountain;
For the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the LORD
As the waters cover the sea.
Isaiah 11:6-9
Posted by gledwood at 11:48 PM GMT
Updated: Sunday, 31 December 2006 6:22 PM GMT
A Poem for a New World..... from the Bible; Isaiah 11:6-9Mood: lyricalTopic: Quotations
My poem for the New Year 2007...
An extract from the Bible, telling of a time when this world we have to endure now has passed away.
The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid,
And the calf and the lion and the fatling together,
And a little child shall lead them.
The cow and the bear shall feed;
Their young shall lie down together;
And the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The sucking child shall play over the hole of the asp,
And the weaned child shall put his hand on the adder’s den.
They shall not hurt or destroy in all my holy mountain;
For the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the LORD
As the waters cover the sea.
Isaiah 11:6-9
Posted by gledwood at 11:48 PM GMT
Updated: Sunday, 31 December 2006 6:22 PM GMT
Post-Curry Recovery
Post-Curry RecoveryMood: caffeinatedNow Playing: Not Hungover!!Topic: Daily Doings
RECOVERED QUITE NICELY from yesterday. After getting all wound up with nerves. (I’m not used to going out to nice places any more.) What was I so worried about, meeting my own brother-? We had a great time, curry and all. I had been drinking quite a lot that afternoon, but thankfully had sobered a little down by the time we actually met up. Right this moment he’s aboard a jetplane… When will I see you again, Bro? (Hopefully this time next year!!)
Posted by gledwood at 1:12 PM GMT
RECOVERED QUITE NICELY from yesterday. After getting all wound up with nerves. (I’m not used to going out to nice places any more.) What was I so worried about, meeting my own brother-? We had a great time, curry and all. I had been drinking quite a lot that afternoon, but thankfully had sobered a little down by the time we actually met up. Right this moment he’s aboard a jetplane… When will I see you again, Bro? (Hopefully this time next year!!)
Posted by gledwood at 1:12 PM GMT
"Beddybyes!"
"Beddybyes!"Mood: not sureNow Playing: WearilyTopic: Daily Doings
Beddy-byes indeed! Got five minutes sleep till the phone got me up...
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose...
(Is my spelling correct up there? And is it le or la chose, j'ai proper oublié!)
Okay-doke, folks. Did I have something else to say?...
Yes, I've loads of stuff to say; nothing that fits in here though so let's go.
CUL8R, G.
Posted by gledwood at 1:27 AM GMT
Beddy-byes indeed! Got five minutes sleep till the phone got me up...
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose...
(Is my spelling correct up there? And is it le or la chose, j'ai proper oublié!)
Okay-doke, folks. Did I have something else to say?...
Yes, I've loads of stuff to say; nothing that fits in here though so let's go.
CUL8R, G.
Posted by gledwood at 1:27 AM GMT
My Brother
Thursday, 28 December 2006
My BrotherMood: chillin'Topic: Daily Doings
MY BROTHER
I SAW MY BROTHER (a computer programmer) who’s over from Los Angeles and staying in London just tonight. If I mention that I’ve not seen him for 5½ years and did last see him on day five of a cold turkey detox, perhaps you might understand my trepidation at meeting him again. I’m not trying to imply that we get on badly because nothing could be further from the truth; it’s just that a vast physical distance plus too many years have got in between us. That is why I felt nervous about meeting him. That is why I drank too much before our meeting. Thankfully the cyder was already wearing off by the time I staggered out of the tube at Piccadilly Circus. So by the time we arrived at the restaurant I was feeling remarkably clearheaded. I didn’t knock over the tables or anything…
We had a yummy curry somewhere in Soho. He did remark to me that American curries aren’t quite as strong as their English counterparts. Plus American curryhouses don’t go in for the standard set menu that British Indian and Chinese restaurants go in for. (If you go somewhere like Brick Lane, a long road with literally scores of Indian restaurants along its length, you’ll see precisely the same menu in every window. The only thing that varies is possibly the price — and curryhouse prices stay suspiciously similar everywhere... almost as if their owners are running a cartel...!)
My Bro had to go to bed straight after the meal as he has an early flight.
I didn’t feel as much of a f-up as I imagined I would, there in the presence of someone who’s doing pretty well in life. And my bhuna masala was pretty wonderful. So I’ll leave it at that. I’m knackered and I drank too much earlier so it’s beddy-byes for me.
L8rs, Gleds…
Posted by gledwood at 9:53 PM GMT
Updated: Thursday, 28 December 2006 10:00 PM GMT
My BrotherMood: chillin'Topic: Daily Doings
MY BROTHER
I SAW MY BROTHER (a computer programmer) who’s over from Los Angeles and staying in London just tonight. If I mention that I’ve not seen him for 5½ years and did last see him on day five of a cold turkey detox, perhaps you might understand my trepidation at meeting him again. I’m not trying to imply that we get on badly because nothing could be further from the truth; it’s just that a vast physical distance plus too many years have got in between us. That is why I felt nervous about meeting him. That is why I drank too much before our meeting. Thankfully the cyder was already wearing off by the time I staggered out of the tube at Piccadilly Circus. So by the time we arrived at the restaurant I was feeling remarkably clearheaded. I didn’t knock over the tables or anything…
We had a yummy curry somewhere in Soho. He did remark to me that American curries aren’t quite as strong as their English counterparts. Plus American curryhouses don’t go in for the standard set menu that British Indian and Chinese restaurants go in for. (If you go somewhere like Brick Lane, a long road with literally scores of Indian restaurants along its length, you’ll see precisely the same menu in every window. The only thing that varies is possibly the price — and curryhouse prices stay suspiciously similar everywhere... almost as if their owners are running a cartel...!)
My Bro had to go to bed straight after the meal as he has an early flight.
I didn’t feel as much of a f-up as I imagined I would, there in the presence of someone who’s doing pretty well in life. And my bhuna masala was pretty wonderful. So I’ll leave it at that. I’m knackered and I drank too much earlier so it’s beddy-byes for me.
L8rs, Gleds…
Posted by gledwood at 9:53 PM GMT
Updated: Thursday, 28 December 2006 10:00 PM GMT
Five O'clock
Five o'clockMood: on fireTopic: Daily Doings
Okay okay folks, I've steadied my nerves. With three litres of White Ace Cyder 7.5. Do yu know what I'm not so worried about NEthing now. Well I'll be back online L8r if I'm stil conscious... well that's about it. Hey!— no, I'll tell u L8r.
There's a smell coming up like rancid pork kidneys. Why do people eat such rank food???!¬!
Oh man he just rang we're meeting "down west in 2 hrs time". Man, why do I beat meself up so much about simply meeting my people?
I'm not used to this. I've grown unused to this.
Look I'm shutting up I'm off.
L8Rs. g
Posted by gledwood at 5:02 PM GMT
Okay okay folks, I've steadied my nerves. With three litres of White Ace Cyder 7.5. Do yu know what I'm not so worried about NEthing now. Well I'll be back online L8r if I'm stil conscious... well that's about it. Hey!— no, I'll tell u L8r.
There's a smell coming up like rancid pork kidneys. Why do people eat such rank food???!¬!
Oh man he just rang we're meeting "down west in 2 hrs time". Man, why do I beat meself up so much about simply meeting my people?
I'm not used to this. I've grown unused to this.
Look I'm shutting up I'm off.
L8Rs. g
Posted by gledwood at 5:02 PM GMT
Nervous Afternoon
Nervous AfternoonMood: energeticTopic: Daily Doings
It's 2o'clock on Thursday afternoon. I'm due to meet someone I haven't seen for years at about 6 o'clock this evening so I'm well nervous... Wish me luck...
What am I saying. We're just having a simple meal. What's to wish worried luck for??
See yers later.
Gled
Posted by gledwood at 2:11 PM GMT
It's 2o'clock on Thursday afternoon. I'm due to meet someone I haven't seen for years at about 6 o'clock this evening so I'm well nervous... Wish me luck...
What am I saying. We're just having a simple meal. What's to wish worried luck for??
See yers later.
Gled
Posted by gledwood at 2:11 PM GMT
Commentaire
CommentaireMood: luckyNow Playing: not as playfully as I ought to, perhaps.Topic: miscellaneous
Just wanted to say I've read the comments you've all left, can't reply now. I do appreciate it when People say hello you know,
OK then, I'm off,
L8rs
Gleds
Posted by gledwood at 12:26 AM GMT
Just wanted to say I've read the comments you've all left, can't reply now. I do appreciate it when People say hello you know,
OK then, I'm off,
L8rs
Gleds
Posted by gledwood at 12:26 AM GMT
The Day After Boxing Day
Wednesday, 27 December 2006
THE DAY AFTER BOXING DAYMood: loudNow Playing: more sedately...Topic: Daily Doings
THE DAY AFTER BOXING DAY and life returns.
The High Street heaving, seething with all those people who wisely put off spending until what used to be called the “January Sales”. Even I, feeling generous with myself, splashed out £5 on a mobile phone battery I’ve needed for weeks but never got round to sorting out… (The old battery was so knackered you got three minutes talk time before you had to rush and plug the handset into the wall.) So typical of me to live with something like that. Most people would get driven up the wall and replace it on day one. Most people!! That’s not me… If I were “most people”, imagine the pickle our world would be in! Office hours would be midday to eight pm for starters. Have a good lie in when you can, I say. Street lights would be Vegas-style multicolours so the metropolis looked amazing from descending aeroplanes. Trafalgar Square would be the scene of a humungous rave each weekend. Everyone would come to London, New Official Centre of the Universe!!! I could go on but the world’s a crazy enough place already…
So we’re at a lull in the mass celebrations. People are composing themselves ready for New Year’s Eve. Now I did used to do New Year’s with some gusto, but two years in particular, 2000 and 2001 I think I overdid it. You shouldn’t have to recover from a night (+most of next day) partying as if you're convalescing from tuberculosis or cholera. That’s when “fun” is starting to go to unfunny extremes.
No, I just have a few drinks and let the evening pass by now. To be honest, I remember New Year's Eve as pressurized fun. Everything you do on a night out you have to do three or four hours earlier, e.g. getting into club at nine rather than one. Arranging cabs hours in advance. Lots of stress and organized chaos. No, I did have some fun in years gone by but I’m happy for a younger generation to have taken up the baton (or light-stick)…
Sometimes I muse about the 19-20somethings and wonder, is life as amazing for them as it seemed for us at that age? Everyone buries that amazing feeling of self-discovery in a rosy daze of nostalgia special only to them. People of my parents’ generation tended to rhapsodize over the 1960s. They’ve forgotten all the times they couldn’t have a drink because it was Sunday and the shops were shut, etc, etc. Our memories become canonized. We all do it.
There’s an old raver’s joke: How many clubbers does it take to change a lightbulb? Fifty. One to change the lightbulb and forty-nine to say lightbulbs ain't what they used to be...
Posted by gledwood at 11:57 PM GMT
Updated: Thursday, 28 December 2006 5:01 PM GMT
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Thursday, 28 December 2006 - 12:45 PM GMT
Name: "Old Head"
Great blog mate! You are an excellent writer.....Stay safe and look forward to better times in 2007. You should write for Black Poppy....(google it...)
Best,
An Old Head
THE DAY AFTER BOXING DAYMood: loudNow Playing: more sedately...Topic: Daily Doings
THE DAY AFTER BOXING DAY and life returns.
The High Street heaving, seething with all those people who wisely put off spending until what used to be called the “January Sales”. Even I, feeling generous with myself, splashed out £5 on a mobile phone battery I’ve needed for weeks but never got round to sorting out… (The old battery was so knackered you got three minutes talk time before you had to rush and plug the handset into the wall.) So typical of me to live with something like that. Most people would get driven up the wall and replace it on day one. Most people!! That’s not me… If I were “most people”, imagine the pickle our world would be in! Office hours would be midday to eight pm for starters. Have a good lie in when you can, I say. Street lights would be Vegas-style multicolours so the metropolis looked amazing from descending aeroplanes. Trafalgar Square would be the scene of a humungous rave each weekend. Everyone would come to London, New Official Centre of the Universe!!! I could go on but the world’s a crazy enough place already…
So we’re at a lull in the mass celebrations. People are composing themselves ready for New Year’s Eve. Now I did used to do New Year’s with some gusto, but two years in particular, 2000 and 2001 I think I overdid it. You shouldn’t have to recover from a night (+most of next day) partying as if you're convalescing from tuberculosis or cholera. That’s when “fun” is starting to go to unfunny extremes.
No, I just have a few drinks and let the evening pass by now. To be honest, I remember New Year's Eve as pressurized fun. Everything you do on a night out you have to do three or four hours earlier, e.g. getting into club at nine rather than one. Arranging cabs hours in advance. Lots of stress and organized chaos. No, I did have some fun in years gone by but I’m happy for a younger generation to have taken up the baton (or light-stick)…
Sometimes I muse about the 19-20somethings and wonder, is life as amazing for them as it seemed for us at that age? Everyone buries that amazing feeling of self-discovery in a rosy daze of nostalgia special only to them. People of my parents’ generation tended to rhapsodize over the 1960s. They’ve forgotten all the times they couldn’t have a drink because it was Sunday and the shops were shut, etc, etc. Our memories become canonized. We all do it.
There’s an old raver’s joke: How many clubbers does it take to change a lightbulb? Fifty. One to change the lightbulb and forty-nine to say lightbulbs ain't what they used to be...
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Updated: Thursday, 28 December 2006 5:01 PM GMT
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Thursday, 28 December 2006 - 12:45 PM GMT
Name: "Old Head"
Great blog mate! You are an excellent writer.....Stay safe and look forward to better times in 2007. You should write for Black Poppy....(google it...)
Best,
An Old Head
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