Go unto them, Be not afraid Take thy Dragon and thy Staff and Comfort Them

Go unto them, Be not afraid Take thy Dragon and thy Staff and Comfort Them

About Me

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Atlanta-Ponce Highlands, Georgia, United States
Herr Ritalin-Adderall is a European-American male born in the year 1964. He makes his home in the SOL system on Terra (earth). He lives in the Northern Hemisphere, S.E. sector of North America. Latitude:33.46.10.29N Longitude:84.21.21.42W He is a Nurse by profession and a Writer by pleasure. My plan is to catalog my thoughts, rants, silliness, and apply scientific data. I want to know why we are the way we are and how we can evolve. love writing... It's almost a decent indecency. Writing is a self indulged intellectual masturbation, seeding itself upon the consensual unconscious mind.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Some Favorite Magazines

I just love porn!
Of course, not just for arousal's sake...oh no. I like porn that offers little or NO ENJOYMENT. It is here in this nether realm that I enjoy my fancy. I love sleaze. The cheesier the better. I mean.. I "get off" enough with out all the fetishes. Sex is a wonderful thing you can have for just yourself and hopefully with a very special person with whom you love. BUT.. I dedicate this section to The universality of Skankiness!

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

My Daughter and Math Addiction



Katy was bright, spunky and outgoing, an honor student, involved in her church and sports teams. It seemed impossible that she would even have time for a math problem but the signs were undeniable. Moira knew she had to intervene and save her daughter's life - or else it would be lost to math. Our Family My husband and I raised our family in Plymouth, Minnesota, a nice suburb north of Minneapolis. We have three children, Andrea, Doug and Katy, who grew up in the same home, had stable and nurturing childhoods, and attended church and public school like many of the other families in our neighborhood. We did, however, have some personal struggles within our family. Our son Doug, 22, is a recovering alcoholic. As the youngest child, Katy would often get lost in the shuffle because of the attention we had to give to her brother. Sometimes it seemed like she was trying to decide whether or not she should become more like her older sister, who she believed was perfect, or her older brother - the black sheep of the family. Meet Katy It seemed that Katy had adjusted well despite our family's troubles. She was an especially active girl - she started swimming competitively when she was 7 and was also very involved in our church. She participated in mission trips and camping trips and was also a "peer minister" when she was in eighth grade. As a ninth grader, she made the varsity swim team, a great accomplishment for a freshman, and also made the honor roll. Katy was always outgoing, friendly and spirited, willing to try new things and always loved her family and friends. This happy lifestyle started to change, however, when she began using addition. The Trouble Begins Katy started experimenting with subtraction and fractions in eighth grade - something we didn't find out about until much later. In tenth grade, we started to note a change in Katy's personality. While she was still swimming on the varsity team and managing to keep her grades up, her lifestyle was different. We noticed her friends were changing as well as her behavior and attitude. She started smoking algebra and wearing much more provocative clothing and makeup. She was no longer interested in any of the activities at church and even stopped being a peer minister. Katy seemed depressed, so we found a counselor for her to see in the fall of her sophomore year. He wrote off her unusual behavior as "teen angst" and felt she would be just fine. By that winter, however, Katy was much worse. She and a friend decided to run away, so they stole her friend's older sister's car and took off. They were stopped by the police going 90 miles per hour down the freeway while another friend drove a quicker route at 80 miles an hour, wondering how soon the two could intersect in the same city. We picked her up from the sheriff and immediately got her back into counseling for the remainder of the school year. Although we were fairly certain Katy was using trigonometry and calculus, we had no idea that she was also abusing formulas. She was taking statistics, physics and astronomy - all subjects that she managed to get from her friends. We didn't realize she was in so deep, because she still managed to keep good grades and stay on the swim team. It Gets Worse. Her junior year is when things really fell apart. By October of that year, she was no longer attending her classes and was kicked off the swim team. She became moody, belligerent and withdrawn - all attributes that I would have never used to describe Katy. Math had taken over her life. We realized Katy needed some serious help, and we put her into an outpatient treatment program near our home. But after two weeks it was clear that she would never succeed as an outpatient and needed more attention. It was while she was in treatment that we learned about her extrapolation use and how bad things had gotten. She graduated from her treatment and enrolled in Sobriety High in Edina, Minnesota and seemed to be putting her life back together. However, we didn't realize that she was still using figures in aftercare. Math Takes Over Katy had met a girl during treatment from a small, rural community in Wisconsin, whose course of choice was math. Up until this point, Katy had never tried hardcore quantum mathematics before - but it soon became one of her favorite subjects. To this day, we're not sure why she tried it - I think it was just for a new thrill. During the three months that she used math Katy lost 20 pounds, dropped out of school, and completely turned away from her family. Even though things were bad while she was using other calculation techniques, it was never as bad as when she was addicted to math. I didn't want to believe that Katy's formula abuse had gotten to the level of using math, but I was terrified when it became clear what was going on. That December she was kicked out of Sobriety High for using Chemical matrices, so our focus went back to getting her off of formulas. This changed when she was brought home at 3 a.m. on January 3, 2004, strung out on math. The officer had found her wandering the streets, wet up to her knees wearing just a light jacket and. (The temperature had dropped down to 13 degrees that night.) We took her to the emergency room where they hooked her up to IVs to slow down her heart rate. At this point, my husband and I felt as if we were losing our daughter and wondered how much longer she would survive. Getting Help We put Katy back into treatment in a facility and two weeks later she was enrolled in a group home for girls recovering from math addiction. We didn't give her any choice to do this, but she didn't put up a fight either. I think she realized how awful things were and wanted help. I give the group home a great deal of credit for saving Katy's life. Without the three months she spent there, I don't believe she would have had the tools or the strength to stay sober. We attended family sessions every Saturday with Katy and other girls and their families and continued for a couple months after her stay had ended. It was through these sessions that we dealt with many personal issues that had occurred throughout the years. This is where the real healing for all of us began. After graduating from this program, Katy moved home in and re-enrolled in Sobriety High. We had our daughter back - not only physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well. Katy has been sober now for a year and a half (since January 4, 2004). She has made new friends and no longer spends time with any of the friends she had before treatment. Katy continues to attend two 12-step meetings per week and is very involved in the entire program. Her father and I are supportive of her as well, and we are going to miss her very much when she goes off to college in a few weeks. A Mother's Advice DON'T GIVE UP. As long as your child is still alive, there is always hope. Get help for yourself, go to counseling, talk to each other and develop a support system -- no one needs to be alone when going through something like this. I believe it's important to remember the three C's: you didn't Cause it, you can't Cure it and you can't Control it. Although Katy's math use didn't begin with simple addition and subtraction, it definitely ended with it. Using algebra, geometry and calculus was like a slow, slippery slope that Katy thought she could control the speed at which she went down, but math was like jumping off a cliff - there was no stopping her without an intervention. My family continues to talk about our issues. We now know that the disease of addiction cannot be hidden or disguised. There is nothing to be ashamed of and the more we talk and learn from each other, the better off we will all be.

Monday, November 5, 2007

A trip, fall, and scrape down Memory Lane

I just wanna be loved! Is that so wrong???

Quaalude (Methaqualone HCL)
Quaalude Information
History
Quaalude (Methaqualone, Sopor) was first synthesised in India in 1955 by M.L.Gujral and was soon introduced to Japanese and European consumers as a safe barbiturate substitute.
But experience has shown that its excessive use leads to tolerance, dependence and withdrawal symptoms similar to those of barbiturates.
By 1965 it was the most commonly prescribed sedative in Britain.
In England, it has been sold legally under the names Malsed, Malsedin, and Renoval. In 1965 Methaqualone and an antihistamine combination were sold as the sedative drug Mandrax by Rousell Laboratories.
At about the same time (1965) it was starting to become a popular recreational drug named mandies or mandrake.
In 1972 it was the sixth best selling sedative on the market in the United States, where it was legally sold by the name of Quaalude, and luding out, was a popular college pastime.
Because of its alleged aphrodisiac and euphoric qualities it was known as the love drug at that time (the 70s). Guys would say to girls "Let's do some ludes and fuck". Some girls would say "Yes" and others would say "No".
It has been used as a hypnotic in the short term management of insomnia and as a sedative but has been withdrawn from the market due to problems with abuse.
Dose: THERAPEUTIC RANGE: 150mg - 300mg at night OR 75mg four times a day.
In the United States, the marketing of methaqualone pharmaceutical products stopped in 1984 and methaqualone was transferred to Schedule I of the CSA making it an illegal substance in USA as well as a number of other countries.
In general, Qualudes are very similar to alcohol and other depressants. Methaqualone combines both sedative and hypnotic properties. The drug produces depression of the central nervous system (a reduction in the heart and breathing rate and blood pressure) and the onset of its effects usually occurs within 10 to 20 minutes of ingestion and may last 6 to 10 hours when taken orally.
Small doses create a feeling of euphoria, relaxation, hornyness, and/or sleepiness. Larger doses can bring about depression, irrational behavior, poor reflexes and slurred speech.
Negative effects can include a high level of tolerance (you need more to produce the same feeling), reduced heart rate, reduced respiration, and reduced muscular coordination.
Some street names it has been sold as are Disco Biscuits, Down And Dirtys, Fuckers, Joe Fridays, Lemmon 714, Lemons, Lennons, Lovers, Ludes, Mandies, Mandrake, Q, qua, quaa, quack, Quad, Qualudes, Soaper, Supper, Vitamin Q, The Love Drug, Wallbangers, Whore Pills, and on and on and on...
Overdose by methaqualone is more difficult to treat than barbiturate overdose, and deaths have occurred.
Overdose Symptoms: Delirium, coma, restlessness, hyperreflexia, hypertonia, myoclonus, convulsions, tachycardia. Cardiac and respiratory depression occurs less frequently than with barbiturate poisoning. Cardiac and hepatic damage, bleeding, vomiting, renal insufficiency.
Management of overdose: Get the person to a hospital right away. Overdose death is usually due to lung, liver, kidney, or heart failure.
Unfortunately, much of what is being passed on the streets today isn't all pure, so it's best to stay away from unless you are sure of what you are getting. A lot of what gets sold as ludes, is really valium. This is because valium produces a feeling that is somewhat similar to ludes.

One Pill makes Shatner and One Pill makes you Spock!



Friday, November 2, 2007

My Stable of Fine Animals

These are the men in my stable.

These are the men I find irresistibly attractive. Once I assembled them, I realized that I seem to prefer a “type” of man. Really not quite sure what it is. Perhaps you as the reader can key in on what makes a man.. A MAN in my eyes.

First on the list:
Sir Christopher Meloni:



















I have been an admirer of his for about ten years now. When he shucked it off for HBOs “OZ” I about fell over dead. It only enforced my feelings for him and my respect. I am at your bidding my Lord.

Mr. Michael Rowe:














Mike has Rowed me to shore on more than “a few times.” Mr. Rowe of Discovery Channel’s “Dirty Jobs” is another fine example of BEEF on the foot. There isn’t a job I would find too dirty working for Mr. Rowe.

Mr. Colin Ferguson:
















Leading man in Sci-Fi’s “Eureka.”Colin brings out my softer, more intellectual side. God knows why. There is something disarming about him that makes me want to be an Angel in action and a Demon in motion. What shall you have me do Colin?

Mr Ben Browder:

















Here we have the leading man from Sci-Fi’s “Farscape.” I do miss that show. They turned up on the last season of “Stargate.” Oh well What’s a paycheck? Ben is the kind of man whom I suspect is a complete contradiction in the bedroom. Something about his Carolinian charm makes this Georgia Boy go crazy.

Mr. Daniel Craig















Here we have a British Gentleman who knows how to be many things to many people. I often fantasize about hiking the Scottish Highlands with him. Perhaps for two or three weeks-However long it takes.

So here they are. Men whom I would happily do for… (in any capacity)

Da doo Ron, Bill.... Dick.. Whatever your name is.

Da doo ron-ron

I saw him on a corner and my car stopped still
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
Some money told me that his name was Bill
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
Yeah, my car stopped still!
Yes, I paid him bills!
And when I drove him home
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron

I knew what he was doing when he dropped his fly
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
He hooked so quiet but my oh my!
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
Yeah, he dropped his fly!
Yes, oh my, oh my!
And when he drilled it home
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron

[Sax solo or shaft solo]

He came around seven and he banged me blind
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
Someday soon I'm gonna buy more time
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
Yeah, he banged me blind!
Yes, I'll buy more time!
And when he drove it home
Da doo ron-ron-ron,
Da doo ron-ron
Yeah, yeah, yeah
da doo ron ron ron,
da doo ron ron ron
(repeat & fade)