Sunday, April 09, 2006

When I drive a spike right into my veins

I know it isn't general practice to click the links that bloggers throw each other like circle jerks... and I have had him linked here for a while.

And it's not like I even so much as get the courtesy of a reach around from him,

but, Kevin Smith, the film maker, you know him- Clerks, Mallrats, Chasing Amy, Dogma, Jersey Girl- has written a pretty moving and powerful account of his best friend's descent into heroin addiction.

You probably know him (the heroin-addicted friend) as Jay, of Jay and Silent Bob fame.

Christ, it is sad, and beautifully written.

If you have the time, check it out:

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

It is a long read, but... y'know?

This guy gets paid millions of dollars to write stories and bring them to life on the screen.

There is a reason for that.

God Bless, Jay.

Snootchie Bootches.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Fred Shero said...

The film "Trainspotting" attempted to delve into the world of heroin addiction.

The movie had me at "Better than the stiffest c**k!(Pronounced caulk)

Too bad the baby died from snorting some of the stash.

They say heroin is the best 'high' in the whole world.

The late, great Mark Dimond, an African American pianist of note, can be heard 'nodding out' whilst soloing as his fingers remain striking the same keys some 12-14 times or so before awakening and flying through a scale the next measure.

This *cough*gentleman*cough* could have been even greater but was taken from us before his time.

No, I won't place 'shooting up' on me "To Do" list in the forseeable future.

7:40 PM  

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