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Bill W. experimented extensively with all kinds of "cures" for alcoholism. He didn't give up easy. :) He was a stockbroker from NYC, no dummy to begin with. Unfortunately, no cure has been found but just plain old not drinking relieves most of the symptoms. Works for me, 26 years now.

Dr. Bob was a doctor, proctologist IIRC.

For those who are not familiar, Bill W. and Dr. Bob founded Alcoholics Anonymous in the 30's. Both of them lived out their lives and died sober.

This has to be the worst thread hijack I've ever seen. And to think, I started it. :confused: :eek: :mad:
 
BillyGMan, it's nuts how Vitamin A turns off the voices for schizo's and turns 'em on for us. I was an addiction studies major in school and we got to learn about a lot of the mechanisms that make drugs work. Acid works by allowing you to dream when you're awake.
Yeah Gary, the only difference is that regular natural dreams don't fry your brain like LSD. Please don't ask me how I know that. Let's just say that there was a time in my life when I was a lot mentally slower as a result of the aftermath of certain practices that I engaged in. And the slowness lasted for years. In fact, I'll admit that some of it is still with me. Wasn't worth it. :noway: It was pleasureable for a season, but if you engaged in the "pleasure" often enough as I did, there was a price to pay in the form of permanant losses. BTW, I didn't know about the vitamin A thing. However, according to my studies, the side effects of vitamin A are rare with the "natural" sources of it which come in the fish liver oil. But that's a whole other topic for a whole other forum. :D

Windowpane. Most potent.
Purple microdots a close second.
Blotters were hit and miss.
Don't ask how I know but it has been well over 30 years since.
My god, and I worry about my kids.
Yeah, it scary, uh? :confused:

Bill W. experimented extensively with all kinds of "cures" for alcoholism. He didn't give up easy. :) He was a stockbroker from NYC, no dummy to begin with. Unfortunately, no cure has been found but just plain old not drinking relieves most of the symptoms. Works for me, 26 years now.
Yep, I can relate to that. I quit 26 years ago myself too. I don't even miss any of that stuff, and I have a better time with friends and family now than I ever did when I was into all of that. I found that after awhile, those things burn your brain so much, that among other things, you begin to lose some of your sense of humor, and it's so gradual that you don't even realize it until you just stop for a long time, and then you gradually begin to gain back SOME of the mental health that you once had. I'm really glad that I gave it up.

Now my addiction to speed (not the chemical type, but the G-force type ) is another story all together. :D
 
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I'm glad to see my post is stirring up some fun memories of the past but...
LIMITED SLIP DIFFERENTIAL! I'm going to have to do a new post to get a more on topic answer. If any of you old hippies have some serious solutions on the Detroit Locker problem, check the forum for a new thread!
 
This has to be the worst thread hijack I've ever seen. And to think, I started it. :confused: :eek: :mad:
"HIGHjack"?:D

It was all good...... until it went bad, as in trip. Then it was, "Why would anyone make something like this?"
 
If any of you old hippies have some serious solutions on the Detroit Locker problem, check the forum for a new thread!
LOL...:D I guess I was after the "hippie" era and unfortunately got involved with the stuff in the late 70's. But yeah, this thread is shot. However, it might be partly due to there not being much more that can be said about LSD (Uhmm, I mean Limited Slip Differentials ofcourse ).

"HIGHjack"?:D
Yep. :yes: :D
 
LySergic acid Diethylamide is a potent drug in it's pure uncut form. The drug is one of the few that's measured and dosed in micrograms ("mcg") rather than in milligrams ("mg") like most other drugs. Fortunately in the mid and late 70's when I was a teenager, the LSD floating around here was mainly blotter, and was stepped on quite a bit with speed. It was apparent since your heartbeat would race out of control during your trip. But the effects still lasted 12-14 hours. And forget about sleeping during that time cuz it just wasn't gonna happen. Eating wasn't very desireable either since you just weren't very hungry.

I recall it really screwing with your 5 senses. They would have a tendency to be meshed together or overlap. For an example, if you listened to music that was loud and has some bass notes to it while driving down the highway at night, you would see the street lights jumping and bouncind around to the beat of the music. It was as if you can see sound and hear light as your sight and hearing meshed together. And speaking of driving, you could be traveling 40MPH down a side street, and it seemed like you were doing 70MPH. It was also very difficult to keep your attention on the traffic and on the road ahead of you particularly at night because of all the colors and traces that were streaming off of every street light and lamp post that you went by.
 
I'd heard for years that strychnine was added to increase absorption/potency, but Wikipedia says that's an urban myth.
Next thread: Best type of POT
My vote goes to the "agricultural engineers" of northern California, but I've been out of that mess for awhile, too. They had a show on History about Appalachia and Billy Ray Cyrus narrated. Seems a lot of folks there grow weed on National Park land and have selectively bred it to the point where it's potency rivals any, anywhere.
Good to have a habit now where I have something to show for my money at the end :D
 
I'd heard for years that strychnine was added to increase absorption/potency, but Wikipedia says that's an urban myth. Yeah, but I thought that it was also a "myth" when we always used to hear about Angel Dust being stepped on with Formaldehyde (aka "embalming fluid") but I remember about 15 years after I had distanced myself from such, I had been dating this woman who was taking college classes at night where I used to go pick her up after I got out of work, and I began to notice that she always had a chemical odor after science class where she was often dissecting sharks as well as other animals.

At first i couldn't figure out why this chemical odor was so familiar to me until I asked her what it was. She replied..."Oh, I'm sorry, we dissected sharks today, and that smell that you've noticed is formaldehyde."..And then it hit me...I had used that stuff (Angel dust) on a daily basis, and there was a very distinctive smell to it that I became familiar with. And it was that same smell! It WAS in fact formaldehyde! This is precisely why I commented in a earlier post in this same thread how you just never know what you're puting in your body when you buy a drug off of the street. it passes through so many hands. I assume that they use Formaldehyde as some type of disinfectant (which is what it's used for in cadavers) but I'm sure that it isn't too healthy to be ingesting it through the lungs as well as the nasal cavity. :noway:
Next thread: Best type of POT
My vote goes to the "agricultural engineers" of northern California, but I've been out of that mess for awhile, too. They had a show on History about Appalachia and Billy Ray Cyrus narrated. Seems a lot of folks there grow weed on National Park land and have selectively bred it to the point where it's potency rivals any, anywhere.
Good to have a habit now where I have something to show for my money at the end :D
Hmmm...I guess this thread really went to "pot" a long time ago. :D I remember my late brother getting some gold pot that also had reddish tints to some parts of it. I don't know how that stuff was so potent, but three people could barely finish one joint. And I'm not talking about a monster joint like a Jamaican "splif" either. After each person inhaled about one third of a bone,(wow! I haven't used these slang terms in decades!) you were so blown out that it was like you just downed a hit of Placidil or Quaalude.
 
Hmmm...I guess this thread really went to "pot" a long time ago. :D I remember my late brother getting some gold pot that also had reddish tints to some parts of it. I don't know how that stuff was so potent, but three people could barely finish one joint. And I'm not talking about a monster joint like a Jamaican "splif" either. After each person inhaled about one third of a bone,(wow! I haven't used these slang terms in decades!) you were so blown out that it was like you just downed a hit of Placidil or Quaalude.

Yes, yes, I remember it well. The gold with the red tints. Around 1978. Me and my buddy scored a doobie from a hippie at an arcade before he was to take a lie detector test for stealing from his gas station job. The hippie sold us a pin joint for a buck. And I mean it was a pinner! I remember telling the hippie "it better be some good smoke!" Well, we couldnt finish it either. Killer. My buddy passed the lie detector test even though he was guilty as sin of stealing the place blind. What was he stealing? Parts, gas and oil for his 69 SS Chevelle, which he still owns. We were convinced that joint passed the lie detector test for him!

After that, we searched for that hippie for weeks looking for some more of that weed! I think my buddy is probably still looking for him :D Anyway, back to the real topic of this post.....
 
Yes, yes, I remember it well. The gold with the red tints. Around 1978. Me and my buddy scored a doobie from a hippie at an arcade before he was to take a lie detector test for stealing from his gas station job. The hippie sold us a pin joint for a buck. And I mean it was a pinner! I remember telling the hippie "it better be some good smoke!" Well, we couldnt finish it either. Killer. My buddy passed the lie detector test even though he was guilty as sin of stealing the place blind. What was he stealing? Parts, gas and oil for his 69 SS Chevelle, which he still owns. We were convinced that joint passed the lie detector test for him!

After that, we searched for that hippie for weeks looking for some more of that weed! I think my buddy is probably still looking for him :D Anyway, back to the real topic of this post.....
Yep, that was the stuff alright.And the bones we were hittin on were real skinnies too. cuz that's all you could handle of that stuff. I remember this nice lookin chic i went to school with back then, and I wanted to score some points with her, so when she came to me that day for some stuff, i gave her one of those skinnies, and the next day everyone in the school was talking about how her older musclehead brother that was twice my size was after me, because her and her girlfriend finished half of it, and they were on the ground for a couple hours almost incapacitated, and out of their minds. I never had anything like that before that, and never afterward either. Whatever that stuff was, or where ever it came from, it was in a league all it's own.
 
Man,

You guys are takin me back. I'm glad I never tried LSD....we saw vids in grade school that were just too scary. HS in the early 70's BTW.
Pot, yes. Alcohol, hell yes. I remember weed with red and white hairs. Pure stuff that would freak me to the point of having to go outside in the winter and walk around till I got cold enough that I woke up. Been 20+ years since I went there. When my pro pot smoking buddies took two bongs, and began to say....hey this is good stuff....I knew I should have taken one hit.

So, memories. We lived through it. My son is a good egg, and through my lessons, hardly even drinks. It was fun, but very counter productive. Sometime I wonder how I made it through those years alive.

Today we have crack, meth, and extacy. I finally went through treatment in the mid 90's. There were meth heads in there too, yeah way back then. They were ****ed up, and had little chance to recover. We got lucky to be in the era we were in. We survived. And we didn't have to steal to catch a buzz.

This thread got hijacked, but the resulting message has been pretty cool eh?

Ron
 
Man,

You guys are takin me back. I'm glad I never tried LSD....we saw vids in grade school that were just too scary. HS in the early 70's BTW.
Pot, yes. Alcohol, hell yes.
Ron
Remember the movie "Reefer Madness?" Now that was funny!
 
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