Hello again everybody. It's been a long time. Glad to see alot of people in the same place again.
Things are well with me, I've been clean, got my old job back, and I had my first helicopter solo yesterday. I'm seeing a cop chick, which is very strange - I usually don't get along with cops very well. There's not alot of chemistry there, she's just too.. well, like a cop.
I miss my ducati all the time. I don't think I'm going to be able to hold back now that I've got some money again. The only thing that was like riding the motorcycle for the first time was flying solo - it's what got me thinking of the forum again. It was an incredibly liberating and exhilirating experience.
The documentarian told me his documentary was not accepted at the major film festivals, so he's going to completely re-edit the documentary. I'm not complaining one bit - I don't feel the same way about being in the documentary now that I've got a reputation to lose at work and stuff.
I feel like I should have more crazy stories for you guys, my life has been pretty uneventful lately - but always getting a little better every day. The flying is my big passion. I'm going up all day tomorrow and all day sunday. It's my motivation in life - makes me feel good about myself and how far I've come in the past few years. I was really wanting to tell my father how excited I was.
I hang out with my boss at work all the time, the owner of datarecovery.com. He's going through a divorce and wants to go out all the time. At work he only wants to talk about chicks we meet, his girlfriend, etc. Or we'll sit in his office and play guitar or something. I really feel like I need to stay focused and keep myself well occupied - it can be hard to do, it's a strange situation. He wants me to start going running with him in the middle of the day. I feel guilty and that it looks bad to my subordinates, like they must be jealous or have less respect for me because of all the make the beast with two backsing around I do with the boss. We have this chat program at work, and we chat all the time and laugh our ass off all day. Everyone watches youtube videos and shit all day too. One good thing, is I havent laughed this much in years. I've been through alot of dark shit the past 5 years, and the clouds just broke one day and the storm was just over. I have a passion now, an incredible well paying job and my boss is my best friend.
Strange how life can turn around so much, eh? I was a heroin addict a few years ago, doped out driving around midgets and homeless ladies on my beautiful ducati monster. Now: [coffee]
while not as interesting as some of your old posts......
no less stunning :o
That's totally make the beast with two backsed up, man. :o
Glad to have you back, especially now that you're on better footing. [thumbsup]
Colorful characters make for a better community.
Welcome aboard.
Quote from: Piller on February 13, 2009, 06:39:22 PM
Strange how life can turn around so much, eh? I was a heroin addict a few years ago, doped out driving around midgets and homeless ladies on my beautiful ducati monster. Now: [coffee]
Ah . . . the midget story. Awesome. Truly epic.
Welcome back, Piller. It's been a while. Glad to hear that things are still straightening themselves out.
Well done on you mate... keep flying high on life planes and bikes and women ..not on the smack .
Piller! Waz up! I remember you in the phot of the chick in Humboldt Park! Glad you're good man and stay cool.
Welcome back, Piller ;D
Oh..the stories we will here..again!
:)
Good to see ya Pill!
Glad you're back :)
How is your kid?
Welcome back!
mitt
Hey Piller,
It's great to have you back!!! [thumbsup]
It's great to see you back and doing so well. [beer]
Thank you all, it's very nice to see so many familiar names. I'm sure I'll have interesting stories to tell - weird shit always happens to me, even sober. Almost all of my friends have something to say about my uncanny ability to get myself into memorable situations.
This cop sleeps with a gun under her mattress, and is taking mixed martial arts classes. She likes to go out to strip clubs, and I got my boss going out to them for the first time in his life a couple weeks ago. Things will happen, no question, the only thing is whose going to bail me/us out of jail, and how many clowns/midgets/helicopters/dominatrix cops will be involved (I'm really suspicious she's into that shit).
I had another solo flight today. For those of you who are pilots, you'll understand: how awesome is it not to have some jackass sitting next to you pushing/pulling on the flight controls so you can't learn shit? It's heaven, I can't wait to get rid of the flight instructor. I have two of em, and they both keep their grubby hands all over the make the beast with two backsing controls all the time. I'm editing a video of my first solo that I'll put up on youtube soon.
My son is doing well. He's in CT right now - I tried to convince her to come down to IL, but she refused because she didn't know anyone. The last thing I want to do is be around her, but I wanted my son to be raised with both parents around. It's disappointing, but what can I do. I don't call very much, it's very difficult for me. For those who don't know, my father convinced me to marry this ex nun so she wouldn't have to go back to Tanzania. I agreed because I thought God was talking to me in license plate numbers due to the ibogaine treatment that got me clean. She was looking for an anchor baby and a green card. My father died in May, and she was complaining the whole time I was in the hospital with him (4 months or so) that I wasn't spending time with her and my son. It's a long story - but the end result is I know I was just an easy mark at that time, and I was used like a french whore.
Thanks again for the comments, It's nice to talk to people who actually know everything about me. Not many people know what you guys do.
Welcome back, Piller. :)
Quote from: Piller on February 14, 2009, 05:00:44 PM
Thank you all, it's very nice to see so many familiar names. I'm sure I'll have interesting stories to tell - weird shit always happens to me, even sober. Almost all of my friends have something to say about my uncanny ability to get myself into memorable situations.
This cop sleeps with a gun under her mattress, and is taking mixed martial arts classes. She likes to go out to strip clubs, and I got my boss going out to them for the first time in his life a couple weeks ago. Things will happen, no question, the only thing is whose going to bail me/us out of jail, and how many clowns/midgets/helicopters/dominatrix cops will be involved (I'm really suspicious she's into that shit).
I had another solo flight today. For those of you who are pilots, you'll understand: how awesome is it not to have some jackass sitting next to you pushing/pulling on the flight controls so you can't learn shit? It's heaven, I can't wait to get rid of the flight instructor. I have two of em, and they both keep their grubby hands all over the make the beast with two backsing controls all the time. I'm editing a video of my first solo that I'll put up on youtube soon.
My son is doing well. He's in CT right now - I tried to convince her to come down to IL, but she refused because she didn't know anyone. The last thing I want to do is be around her, but I wanted my son to be raised with both parents around. It's disappointing, but what can I do. I don't call very much, it's very difficult for me. For those who don't know, my father convinced me to marry this ex nun so she wouldn't have to go back to Tanzania. I agreed because I thought God was talking to me in license plate numbers due to the ibogaine treatment that got me clean. She was looking for an anchor baby and a green card. My father died in May, and she was complaining the whole time I was in the hospital with him (4 months or so) that I wasn't spending time with her and my son. It's a long story - but the end result is I know I was just an easy mark at that time, and I was used like a french whore.
Thanks again for the comments, It's nice to talk to people who actually know everything about me. Not many people know what you guys do.
there we go........
all is normal again
Piller, never met you before, but welcome back and congrats on staying clean (for today). I've got several really close friends that have waged their own battles with the chiva, so I've seen through them just what a fight it is. Stay strong, man.
Quote from: herm on February 14, 2009, 05:16:18 PM
there we go........
all is normal again
Do you men normal, or "same old piller"? I'd prefer normal, but I'll take what I can get.
Congrats Pillar on your recovery.
Not many heroin addicts make it back to a clean life.
[thumbsup]
I aspire to have stories as cool pillar's
Quote from: Piller on February 14, 2009, 10:02:48 PM
Do you men normal, or "same old piller"? I'd prefer normal, but I'll take what I can get.
Bah! "Normal" people _scare_ me...
Welcome back mate!
big (You gonna get an MV Augusta and fly it to DITR now?)
wow, everyone is here. Mother, Herm, IZ, Howie, Mitt. It's like the motorcycle gang afterlife, and I've passed the final test.
Honestly speaking I did go through alot of crazy shit, but even so I can't say I regret it. It's who I am. I'll never do it again God willing, but it's made my life so interesting - I'd feel like it was way too boring otherwise.
I remember reading some of my old posts, and in a way I'm glad the old forum is gone with all those posts. My life is pleasantly tame now, but I still do crazy shit all the time.
My boss and I went bowling with his girlfriend last night. We made up rules like we had to do a crazy dance or fall down every time we bowled. It got really crazy, and I think they were ready to kick us out. I haven't laughed this much in years. Maybe my father pulled alot of strings up there for me or something.
Piller!
Damn you been gone a while.
Hope everything is good with you. Are you still in NY?
" For those who don't know, my father convinced me to marry this ex nun so she wouldn't have to go back to Tanzania. I agreed because I thought God was talking to me in license plate numbers due to the ibogaine treatment that got me clean. She was looking for an anchor baby and a green card. My father died in May......"
It's all true, and I do love writing it all in soap opera narritive form.
I just wanna say that I love all of you guys, and I'll never leave you again. Just please... don't do that crazy shit you did before that make the beast with two backsed up the DML. Hmm, I feel like I may have just hit a hot button - if so, please don't post anything argumentative.
RIP.
I knew he was sick. He was in Rye or close wasn't he?
Quote from: GotDuc on February 15, 2009, 05:36:23 AM
RIP.
I knew he was sick. He was in Rye or close wasn't he?
His home was in Rye, but he passed away in the Bronx. It was a very, very tough time. Imagine saying your goodbyes and I love you's for months in all kinds of ups and downs - your own father. I'm still very numb to most of it. I loved my father very much. I feel like I grew up way too much and got way too older after that.
I left NY as soon as I could after all that stuff. I'm in Illinois now.
Was in Illinois a few years ago on a trip.
Beautiful country.
Quote from: Piller on February 14, 2009, 10:02:48 PM
Do you men normal, or "same old piller"? I'd prefer normal, but I'll take what I can get.
i meant the same old crazy stories [thumbsup]
Nice to have you back. [thumbsup]
[bacon] is my drug of choice. ;D
Two of my crazy uncles partied as hard as you did. They've been clean, successful and happy for years. Longevity is attainable. ;)
Good wishes to you and may you continue to flourish!
I'm sorry to hear about your pops man. I know how tough it can be. My dad spent 4 months in the hospital and 3 of those were in the ICU with a 5-15% chance of pulling through. You begin to see who the people who really care are. My brother and I spent about 12 hours a day there with him and my step brother was a HUGE help keeping his and my younger brother's business running while he was there.
But my sister and 2 step sisters were constantly talking about an inheritance and who would get what and all of that shit. I haven't talked to any of the 3 since.
It's good to see you turn your life around. To be honest, you inspired me to be more involved in my friend, John's fight to get clean. So far it has been 8 months of clean living and his wife has said alot lately that he is more the man she fell in love with now than he has ever been.
Keep fighting the good fight bro. And forget normal. You can be clean and be as abnormal as you want to be. I do it every day and have a job that I love, friends that I would go to jail for, and it gets better every day.
Quote from: Mother on February 15, 2009, 12:53:00 AM
I aspire to have stories as cool pillar's
+1
I feel like I have had a very sedate life when I read Pillar's stories. That may be a good thing or a bad thing though [laugh]
Glad to hear you're keeping it clean, man!
welcome back piller! glad you are doing well man.