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Let It Bleed / Re: Stuff you've been listening to
« on: December 10, 2010, 08:11:31 AM »

Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Re: I just
« on: November 22, 2010, 12:04:31 AM »
injected some black tar heroin and ate a xanax and klonopin and got jacked by the sheriffs dept

Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Re: Long time no see
« on: November 22, 2010, 12:01:20 AM »
Hell naw I just caught my 3rd felony and am signing on 5 yrs pot for me  :ftard:

Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Long time no see
« on: October 27, 2010, 11:55:40 AM »
What up everyone? :twofinger:

Let It Bleed / Re: Stuff you've been listening to
« on: October 27, 2010, 11:51:24 AM »
DOWN - diary of a madband

News Items / Re: Going Undercover at Impact House
« on: November 14, 2008, 02:44:11 PM »
Chris Prentiss is the guys name. With the book hes hawking in television..touted as the be all end all guaranteed secret cure to addiction,I immediately thought hes a scam artist and sure enough I got alot of google hits with~ Chris Prentiss is a scam artist~
Turns out hes got a 67,000 a month bed rehab in malibu...shit.
 You oughtta read about the place ~chainsmoking  in front of a plasma screen TV while detox meds kick in ..while Model looking men/women bring you smoothies and shit.
 Sure doesnt sound like any of the rehabs I landed my sorry ass in...but I digress
 By the way PSI ~Grats on your court victory! Was worried for ya

News Items / Re: Going Undercover at Impact House
« on: November 14, 2008, 02:17:37 PM »
oddly I found this by googling (forget guys name) "is a scam artist" after seeing a commercial for some books he was peddling on recovery on tv this morning..I thought to myself this guys fucked..and then stumbled upon the above article and Ive never heard of "Impact house" . Some of it reminded me of straight but for court ordered adults..which is a sick twist.
 San quentin or complete this place ...hmmm.

News Items / Going Undercover at Impact House
« on: November 14, 2008, 10:43:19 AM »
Going Undercover at Impact House
Hardcore recovery
By Mark Groubert
Published on June 25, 2008 at 5:10pm

"Lift your nut sack.”


(Click to enlarge)

I hope I never hear this phrase again.

Popeye, a 50-year-old, cornrowed black dude wearing white surgical gloves, is now pointing out what to look for to a concerned 20-something kid named Manny. I am their anatomical test dummy. I stand stark naked in a small shower room at Impact Drug and Alcohol Treatment Center in Pasadena. It’s the most hardcore rehab in town, they say. I am quickly finding out why.

“Now turn around, bend over, and spread ’em,” barks my anal examiner. Manny gives me two paper towels to stand on while Popeye does his examining. Manny looks on like a protégé admiring his mentor. Even I, a pretty damn good extrovert, cannot come up with any small talk.

Also read Addiction: Buying the Cure at Passages Malibu and Rehab or Bust: A Guide to L.A.'s Drug and Alcohol Treatment Centers by Mark Groubert

For the record, only Jim Stilwell, the legendary executive director of Impact, knows I am here undercover. When I first suggested the idea to Stilwell, a burly 60-ish biker type with a walrus mustache, I had to drop a bunch of names to widen his comfort zone. But to his credit, the savvy ex-junkie quickly got it. He had nothing to hide. According to Stilwell, everything would be standard operating procedure. I would be processed as a regular resident and treated as such for the duration of my stay. No employee or patient would know why I was there.

After an hour’s worth of paperwork, I am led into the main yard of the 130-bed facility. I have never been a patient in a rehab, and it’s like walking into another world. Some really hard-looking men (and women) chain-smoke on the outside patio. There is no swimming pool here, no equine therapy or “talking sticks.” There are carrots but no carrot juice.

I am given the 21-page Residential Client General Rules. A young gap-toothed kid named Michael takes me into a tiny, empty office to go over them page by page. It takes an hour.

There are many, many rules. Most are harsh, some are weird: No sunglasses, no tattoo paraphernalia and no haircutting articles. Portable TVs are allowed in rooms if the resident is Third Phase. Second Phase residents may have radios. No radios or TVs for First Phase residents. It all seems very foreign. Very cultish. Very prisonlike.

After the examination, I’m finally turned over to my impatient “daddy” — someone who shadows your every move for the first few days. You are his “baby.” In fact, everyone calls you baby. Not in the Sinatra way but in the infant way. It is all very humiliating. This is by design.

My daddy is a 50-year-old Latin gangbanger named Lorenzo, who did 21 years in prison for various infractions, one of them beating a man nearly to death with a pipe for refusing to pay his rent on some property Lorenzo owned. Lorenzo was a professional dope slinger. He also put in custom-made windows. He tells me he had seven years clean, when he “got busy and stopped going to N.A. meetings.”

In Impact for the past six months, he had worked his way up to Phase 3, the highest at this facility, when he was inexplicably de-phased back to square one. As he told me his crime/addiction/recovery story in the tiny cubicle that was his room, his eyes moistened. He took pride in Phase 3. He couldn’t fathom what he had done to deserve this “demotion.”

“I need to keep these in my pockets,” he mumbles, gesturing to his fists. He is a tightly wound guy. Very rarely smiles. When he does, it seems forced. Like someone is watching, and he has to do it. He is a good man. He wants it bad. I hope he makes it.

Lorenzo passes me an additional set of handwritten rules, headlined: “Getting Your Wings.” (Getting your wings is Impact-speak for shedding your Daddy.) I read the forbidden“Five F's”:

1. Fighting

2. Fucking

3. Fixing

4. Flirting

5. Fruiting

The first one, I quickly get. No fighting. Easy. The third rule, no fixing. I can see that. Numbers two and four, fucking and flirting — these are really, really frowned upon. (As we walk through the woman’s section, I am instructed to yell, “Man walking here,” which I do rather meekly. I’m so terrified that I keep my eyes averted and my head down.) But number five? Fruiting? What is fruiting? Is it like fisting but with a papaya?

I would later learn from John Albert, who spent 18 months in Impact and ended up working on its staff from 1985 to 1987, that “it all started with [Epitaph Records founder and Bad Religion guitarist] Brett Gurewitz. He would get his dealer to throw oranges loaded with dope in there, then he would sit up at night and do speedballs.”
Linch~~This goes on for 4 pages heres the link ... -recovery/

Open Free for All / Re: Rx Drug Deaths Exceed Street Drug Deaths
« on: March 02, 2008, 03:33:27 PM »
I take methadone daily..because I need it, it keeps me clean and lets me live a semi normal life. Its the people selling off their scrips to people that have no business taking them that are killing people.Its not the drug..its the idiots trying to get high that are to blame..

Well I got pulled right as they moved to the new bldg. My name was Brad B, but that prolly dont mean much to ya...I got pulled off of 3rd phase

Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Re: Jimmy H found dead
« on: February 15, 2008, 05:38:25 PM »
A linchpin holds within a means to an end, my friend!

Chad Barnes dont fuckin check back on this shit even..He did my intake
 Brad B 1988

My sorry druggy ass is still here

Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Re: Jimmy H found dead
« on: February 13, 2008, 08:20:58 PM »
yes he was. Anyone that wants details PM me...

Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Jimmy H found dead
« on: February 12, 2008, 12:59:57 AM »
Jimmy Haggard found dead possibly murdered Sat night. R.I.P.
 He was in straight in 1980s

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