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In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
It has been 30 years since I first saw one of these, and finally, I found out by watching an episode of CSI, what it was.
In this episode of CSI, a 90 minute rerun I watched from an old tape, I heard them talk about a "cocaine fingernail" and they showed what one looks like. I saw one of these before, only one time. I was on a submarine when I was in the Navy, USS Halibut, SSN 587. I noticed one of the guys on board had a really long nail on his little finger. I mean almost half an inch beyond his fingertip. I asked him about this, why he had this one nail so long, and he told me it was like a fraternity thing with a group he was involved with ashore, like a secret handshake kind of thing. I did not buy this, but it did not seem important at the time. I knew nothing about drugs then, absolutely nothing. I was ignorant. Even later, when I had a stepdaughter involved in the drug scene and during her rehab (3 times over before she ran off on her own, never to be seen by me again. I hope she is doing OK.) I learned more than I ever wanted to know about dope and dopers, I never saw anything like this, so again, I was ignorant. Now, it makes complete sense, a coke spoon. There was a time when McDonalds coffee stirrers were in demand, disappearing in record numbers from the condiments area, because they were the perfect coke spoon. So, now I know why this guy had this fingernail as long as it was. I can't remember who this guy was, which means this guy is safe from me being a witness against him. (On a side note about CSI, Lady Heather and Gil Grissom should get involved in a relationship in the story line, on a continuing basis. The Lady Heather is so cool as a character and the character of Gil Grissom seems to understand the Lady Heather on a level above that of an investigator and a suspect. They almost started in this rerun, but it panned out in the story line. She reads him like a book, and all he can do is stare at her and wonder. So close,yet so far away...)
Posted by: Rowlfe - at: 10/28/2003 09:41:00 AM
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