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Close. Is parachor still an ignored thing in contemporary drug research?

No sedation? Well, that's possible back then. Kids bit the bullet. No choice. I had a bone marrow spike pounded into my hip when I was a kid. A quack that taped together tongue depressors to pry open my mouth to jamb his fingers down my throat to feel my adenoids. That SOB told the nurse to go in for a feel, too. They and tonsils were yanked out. Teeth drilled, filled and some extracted. A phenol/iodine solution painted on my nuts and crotch to chemically burn away a ringworm infection. A bashed, dead fingernail pulled out with pliers - slowly. That guy's nurse put a board across my hand and pushed hard on it so I wouldn't jerk away. The bruises were colorful. Any anesthetics? Pain pills? Pfft.

You're welcome. I posted also for anyone else out there that faces (rears?) the fearful pipe. BTW - have the friend that is transporting your recovered self take you to a breakfast joint for a heaping plate of pancakes. Soothing to the violated tissue, pleasurable to eat. Pound 'em down. I suppose you might drool a bit because you will still be buzzed, but drooling and pancake consumption isn't out of the ordinary. Nobody will notice. Put it in your mind that it's really 4 AM and and there is unusually early sunrise today. You'll do alright with this.

Well - there's that. Or getting fitted for a casket. Your precious bodily fluids are (obviously) being flushed far out of the ordinary. You have to worry about decreasing intra and extracellular volume, and your electrolyte balance needs to be maintained. Failure to maintain means, among other things, destruction of your kidneys, diminished nervous system ability to operate things like your heart...a cascade of events. Including death. There are people who are 6 feet deep or ash cast to the wind simply because they didn't follow the straightforward instructions on a couple sheets of paper. The prep is a voluntary invocation of massive diarrhea. Worldwide, dehydration secondary to diarrheal illness is the leading cause of infant and child mortality. It's up there for grown-ups, too. Take a piece of paper, and jot down the schedule, write down the times when what you drank those large glasses of Gatorade and water and 7-Up or ginger ale and the Rx preparation were consumed. The margin for error is small. I hope I have scared you...sh*tless. A fentayl/valium blend seems to be the dope of choice these days. You will be an extremely pleasant fellow when you come out of it, and won't have the slightest idea of how you got home.

You be SURE to follow the prep instructions you were given TO THE LETTER. Got it? Good.

Read this. Be sure to scroll down to the chart, and just above that, the author's comment about CIN's injuries last year. http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dw...in.34d3911.html

Really. I'm reminded of idiots and idiot companies that demand that an applicant be "currently employed" to be considered.

Those red elongated carts in the grocery with the kids inside the "cabin" or in a seat... My experience is that such carts are more likely to be filled with microwave meat meals, cookies, whole milk, sugar-bomb cereal, soda pop, candy, frozen Mac 'n cheese, frozen pizzas, ice cream novelties, chips, bacon, etc. Toilet paper, too - no surprise there. And the obligatory half-gallon of orange juice. To watch out for the kid's nutritional needs... You take a chance if you get in line at the check-out behind one of these red jitneys loaded with nutrition bombs. God protect you if they whip out W.I.C. cards. They are the size of the old Hollerith cards, or like lotto pick tickets: http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysi...cher%281%29.JPG You run the risk of being in line forever as this and that is disallowed (as your own refrigerated and frozen foods heat up), and might get to listen to an interesting bout of howling and accusations. The fact that you are getting stiffed isn't part of the drama.

If you would like some more depression, in 1967, Jerry Hamam's Ford garage in Niagara Falls had two left-over 1966 427 Cobras for sale at IIRC $6,000 - 200 off list. They also had a 1965 GT-350 gathering dust. Waaaahh! Hamam fielded a couple of cars at the Niagara dragstrip. A 289 c.i. Dragonsnake Cobra (they had a solid front axle for weight savings and weight distribution), and a blown nitro 289 Mustang that ran in what was to become the "Funny Car" class. The big name WNY speed shops back then were Gor-Den and Jan-Cen. Jan-Cen sponsored a local racer, Jimmy Oddy, who won a couple of NHRA titles with an Anglia-bodied rod in one of the old Altered classes.

What a classic. It's still a rip.

It counts for a lot. I worked mostly in manufacturing.

Iillegal handgun possession in NYS carries a mandatory sentence. But IIRC, he has quite a history of team suspensions, and PGH tired of his shenanigans. My guess is that he didn't comport himself very well in court. Some people are afflicted with over-arching feelings of self-importance, are convinced that the world is out to get them, continually skirt the laws, and can't keep their traps shut. He should have gone into politics.

Jabel is a noted name in quality jewelry settings. Gemstones are what they are, but settings matter a good deal. http://www.jabel.com/

Cripes... Several years back, The Reds and WLW radio demanded that "drop-in" ads be voiced during a game. Things like "That was a Procter & Gamble put-out at 1st", or "Another Ford Dealers foul tip." It reminded me of Ralphie and his Ovaltine Little Orphan Annie decoder - "A crummy commercial. Son of a B*tch!". I don't remember if it happened with other clubs. After a couple of weeks, announcers Marty Brennerman and the late Joe Nuxhall threatened to walk out if they didn't stop the BS. So it stopped.

Gangs of kids pummeling buses and cars with snowballs (I might be wrong here... tho' it might result in a SWAT response these days). Pogying. Pea Shooters.

Stamps on approval. Selling greeting cards for valuable prizes. Kids! Sell GRIT!

I heard he's effng somewhere in New Jersey. Just a rumor, though.

Noticed your sig line...I'm sorry for whatever is happening.

Felines are pricey.

What is "Palin territory"? Is that something like "I didn't have sex with that woman?"

That is the successor of the CONELRAD system. The Civil Defense icons (symbols, back then) on the radio dial. I was a member of the Civil Defense. Among my trinkets are a CD lapel pin and my 4" badge with the CD symbol and my number.

These tires are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do One of these days these tires are gonna walk all over you.

Check off the "other" box on that "voluntary" EEO form and when you get that interview, say your are of Polynesian heritage. Play the race game!

Yup, regarding his toe. His self-promotion aside, the snits - TO is a smart cookie with a great sense of the game, great situational awareness. He does have that ego, which we worry about if the season starts to go sour. That's the big unknown... But I don't worry about him not being on the same page with any QB, despite missing camp and ps time He's one of a handful that sees the whole situation down-by-down - better than many quarterbacks.

The circular test pattern with the Indian chief in head dress when the station stopped broadcasting for the night: http://www.mediacollege.com/video/test-pat...ndian-head.html I believe that, or something like it, was resurrected in the movie "Pleasantville". With Don Knotts interrupting to admonish Toby Mcguire.