What's the longest you've smoked....
Y.E
I think I've done about 3 consecutive months. Today i'm not smoking and
taking a couple a days rest because i got a long weekend coming up and
there'll be lots of pipe smoking.
How about you?
Cheers
Yoseph
Sailorman Jack
not counting my two stints in the hospital.
Fair winds,
Sailorman Jack
Richard Evans
I think a more appropriate question for me is what's the longest time
I *have* smoked. I started about thirty years ago, never more than a
bowl or two a day, 3-4 days a week. Sometimes I put it aside for
months. Lately, I've been smoking about two bowls a day every day for
about a month, prompted by acquisition of five new pipes and a
selection of new tobaccos.
Stephen E. Williamson
Sailorman Jack
smoke a few cigs each day. Couldn't smoke my pipes as the cops took my
pipe bag (got it back after I was released). And the jail was a
non-smoking facility!
Fair winds,
Sailorman Jack
Planetary
I think I once went a whole week smoking once each day. :)
-Jason
--
Luck is the residue of good design.
-Branch Rickey
Y.E
wow Jack, didn't know you were in the can for smoking. how'd that
happened?
i once almost got arrested by an idiotic cop who wouldn't believe me
there was tobacco in my pipe until i showed him the bowl and blew a
puff close to him. i think it was the first time in his life he saw
tobacco in a pipe. a lot of ignorance out there, even among the law
enforcers.
Cheers
Yoseph
Sailorman Jack
The trains run pretty far apart at that hour. There were hardly any
people around and I saw no harm in lighting a pipe. After a few
minutes, a fellow sat down on the bench beside me and showed me a
badge. I put my meer back in its case and showed him ID. Nowadays,
before writing a citation, the cops routinely do a warrant check. Sure
enough, there was an outstanding warrant for me. I had not paid a
ticket for smoking in the subway which had been issued about five year
earlier. I was handcuffed and transported to a holding cell where I was
booked. Then I was taken to a largissh jail to await trial. I was in
jail for two nights. It was boring; but at least I had a private cell.
The food was meager -- an egg mcmuffin and coffee three times a day.
The judge sentenced me to court costs and two weeks of community
service. I was lucky with the community service. Instead of walking
around parks picking up garbage, I got to work in the jail's mailroom
for two weeks. After the two weeks, I was given my walking papers and
three condoms. This was in 1997.
Fair winds,
Sailorman Jack
Port of Columbus
Michael Hudson
> I was in the NYC subway at 2 AM; on the platform waiting for a train.
> The trains run pretty far apart at that hour. There were hardly any
> people around and I saw no harm in lighting a pipe. After a few
> minutes, a fellow sat down on the bench beside me and showed me a
> badge. I put my meer back in its case and showed him ID. Nowadays,
> before writing a citation, the cops routinely do a warrant check. Sure
> enough, there was an outstanding warrant for me.
PHATANG!
After the two weeks, I was given my walking papers and
> three condoms. This was in 1997.
>
> Fair winds,
> Sailorman Jack
> Port of Columbus
I thought I recognized a fellow jailbird... It's the stare. I spent a
night in the pokey in Somerville, MA, for aggravated parking. This was
about 25 years ago and my wife and I lived thither. I was supposed to
go to a club and interview and review a local band. I arrived at the
joint early, around 7:00 p.m., to find nary a parking spot to be found.
Across the street from the place was a deserted shopping center with
an empty parking lot that would easily accommodate a thousand cars.
There were no "No Parking" signs and several cars were already parked
up close to the street, far away from the stores, so I pulled in
amongst them and made to leave.
As I was locking the car, a black, 1960's era Cadillac with blacked-out
windows rolled up beside me. The window slid down far enough for me to
see a pair of eyes and hear a voice from within say "Move your car."
"Why?" says I. "Because I said to move your car." the eyes said. "Who
are you?" I says.
"I'm the guy who told you to move your car." the eyes said. "You still
didn't tell me why I should move the car." I says. "One more time,"
the eyes say, "Are you going to move your f***ing car?" And I says,
"One more time, are you going to tell me why I should move my f***ing
car?" "THAT'S IT!" says the eyes, throwing open the door and jumping
out of the car to reveal themselves as a pair of eyes attached to a
face that rode above a rather agitated gentleman in full Somerville
Police Department regalia.
One half-nelson, a two-block frog-march and a running stream of snappy
"Goddamned Hippy" banter later and we were standing at a police call
box where my dance partner called in an "Officer Needs Help" call which
insured that we were surrounded by cars, sirens, flashing lights and
boys in blue with guns drawn in about 18 seconds. A lieutenant stepped
up and addressed my capturer brusquely. "What are we doing here?" he
said impatiently.
"Take him in." said my friend. "Ah, come on..." said the Luey. "Take
this long-haired son of a bitch in!" he says as he pushed me into the
arms of two young officers who were standing by. Then I did a really
clever thing. "Okay, okay!" I said, as the cuffs were being cinched,
"Just don't tow the car!" To which my pal said "And tow that f***ing
car out of here!"
I rode to the lock-up with the two young cops to whom I was tossed and
who completely agreed with me that my arresting officer was an asshole
and that, as he never identified himself as a police officer, he had no
right to do what he did. "What should I do?" I asked my drivers,
"Sue?" "Don't do nothing," the driver said. "No witnesses. He's a
veteran cop. You have long hair. His word against yours, you lose.
Just shut up and they'll let you out by morning."
I wasn't permitted a phone call, as I wasn't arrested, and I was held
overnight "for my own protection." I, too, had my own cell until
around 3:00 a.m. when I was joined by two young Italian gentlemen -
actually, one was in my cell and the other was in the neighboring cell
- who spoke to each other heatedly through the bars. Eventually, my
cell mate turned to me and, I swear this is true, said "What are you in
for?" "Parking." I said in a low voice. "What?" he said. "Parking."
I mumbled again. He stared at me. "Parking?" he says slowly, as if
trying it out for the first time. "PARKING?!?" "Holy f*ck, Tony,
we're screwed!" he yells, "This bastard's in for parking!"
Not only didn't I get condoms upon my release, the bastard who brung me
in took my smokes, too.
M "Mad Dog" Hudson
G.E.R.R.Y.
Sailorman Jack <sailorm...@gmail.com> wrote:
> After the two weeks, I was given my walking papers and three condoms.
Wow! A three-year supply of condoms. ;-)
Gerry
Alan Thomas
"Michael Hudson" <m...@reddotcommunications.com> wrote in message
news:1124310834.2...@g43g2000cwa.googlegroups.com...
Mmm - prison tales lol.................
I think that everyone at some point in their lives has had financial
problems - well my "spell" was as a result of this.
I was a bit behind with my local "Rates", and received a letter one morning
asking me to phone the local nick to "sort things out" - this I did and a
very polite police officer asked if I could make my way down to the nick at
9am the following morning - this I agreed to do.......
Upon reporting at the nick - I was promptly arrested, charged, stripped of
shoe laces etc, and locked up. No problems so far - they came later.
I was after a couple of hours transferred to the Court (in a high security
prison van)..........below the court, there are cells for the violent
prisoners - this is where I was taken. I shared a cell for three hours with
three *very* violent types - one had stabbed, the other bit the nose off a
shop keeper and the third had just merely killed someone.
The fact that I rolled my own fags saved me I think (I had the backy and
papers - no lighter, - that was with my "possessions". Whatever, I was
able to share my backy with my fellow inmates (for which they were
grateful).
As with another post here......I was eventually asked "what you ere
for?"...............when I said "non payment of Rates"..........these guys
got very quite, then one said "I wish that I was here for non
payment of Rates"
My contribution......
Alan
Scott Curtis
I would just like to point out that I was not the person who hijacked
this thread.
Thank you,
SC
P.S. 4 days
Briarroot
Probably, many years. I can't say accurately, but the last time I took
a break was when I was so sick I couldn't enjoy it. I think that was in
1988!
Regards,
Tim Parker ... Heritage in a Connoisseur poker
Briarroot
3 condoms??? What were they trying to tell you? ;-)
Ngo Dinh Diem
much for the big apple, I didn;'t know they had turned all fascist so
fast! Mind you the same is happening here and it is only a matter of
time before we end up at the same place:(
Edward Nigma
Jack,
TANSTAAFL
You're my new hero... You went to jail for smoking in a subway because
you didn't pay the last ticket for smoking in a subway. I can only hope
to passively annoy cops, and the legal system, half as much one day. To
think, a warrent for a smoking ticket! It would have saved a lot of
taxpayer dollars he could have just doubled the second and made you pay
the first.
Allen
Alien
Michael Hudson
Hey Scott, hijack THIS! I got your hijack, RIGHT HERE! Christ
almighty, what is it with you tall people, anyway? Why don't you just
shorten up? I swear, it's always something with you! First llamas,
then sklee... what next, berets?
Mr. Normal.
Michael Hudson
Hey Scott, hijack THIS! I got your hijack, RIGHT HERE! Christ
Michael Hudson
Hey Scott, hijack THIS! I got your hijack, RIGHT HERE! Christ
Michael Hudson
Hey Scott, hijack THIS! I got your hijack, RIGHT HERE! Christ
Michael Hudson
And don't make me repeat myself, dammit!
M. "Keyboard Wizard" Hudson
> P.S. 4 days
Buddy Springman
"Y.E" <ye...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
news:1124292699.8...@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com...
> ....without taking a day's break.
> I think I've done about 3 consecutive months. Today i'm not smoking and
> taking a couple a days rest because i got a long weekend coming up and
> there'll be lots of pipe smoking.
About twelve years - first four w/ cigs, then the pipe. All through
pneumonia, colds, surgeries that incapacitated an arm, etc.
Oh, it is an addiction for some. <g>
Buddy
Ed Duncan
cigars, for around 35yrs.
Ed Duncan, Batavia, NY
pipe since '62
DrBlues
>....without taking a day's break.
>I think I've done about 3 consecutive months. Today i'm not smoking and
>taking a couple a days rest because i got a long weekend coming up and
>there'll be lots of pipe smoking.
>How about you?
>Cheers
>Yoseph
9 years
DrBlues
www.Dr-Blues.com
rkzenrage
Does that count?
Namaste'
Robert
Scott Curtis
<m...@reddotcommunications.com> wrote:
Michael,
Where exactly do you have my hijack? I hope you are keeping it safe.
Taller than you,
SC
Clif Swinford
> ....without taking a day's break.
Hmm... I think it was fourteen years. 'Course, that day was a while ago
now... should be breaking my record any time.
--
Clif
Puffin since 1976
Chicken since birth
jlruble
> taking a couple a days rest because i got a long weekend coming up and
> there'll be lots of pipe smoking.
> How about you?
> Cheers
> Yoseph
>
About three years ago I tried to have a heart attack. Thankfully, I didn't
do a good job of it. What can I say, I'm lazy. Went to ER one day, had a
heart cath the next day and came home the third. Does one day constitute a
break.
Before that I remember not smoking for about a week one time when I had the
worst cold of my life. Don't remember exactly when, but that first smoke
was one of the best of my life. And, to make it even better, I watched the
American Hockey team beat the USSR in the Olympics. Just can't remember the
year offhand.
SCOTTY
Ken Dixon
years ago.
Ken in Miami