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my Dream Girlfriend would be like this:

Dream Girl:


age range 25-35, petite, Punkish(SG type), playful, sense humor, smart, witty, knows how to be a little demon but deep down is an Angel... I don't care if she has some drama in her life but I HATE girls that play head games!!!(been there done that n totally done with that!!!)...

was thinking again... about celebrities n the 1st Amendment!!!

this is a weird one to be thinking about...
1 - I was a photographer (well still am - now just a hobby)
2 - I am not a celebrity
but it does piss me off that paparazzi rush/race/hide to the 1st Amendment to defend their actions saying its their right to photograph any celebrities any where any time... I think that's bull!!! There has to be a middle ground!!!

My ideas:

   1: the paparazzi(including their staff/friends/associates of the paparazzi) cannot block/resist movement of anyone and/or a vehicle...
   2: use of strobes/flashes aimed in the direction of an moving vehicle has to be illegal... may cause accident/death
   3: paparazzi have to stay 15feet away for a celebrity...
   4: cannot take photos/videos of a minor (celeb/or not) unless parents say it's ok or the minor is committing a crime(breaking the law - all bets off)...

these ideas help protect celebrities space/life/family/well being... and allows the paparazzi to still have their 1st Amendment right to be a butt head... the 1st Amendment gives a right of freedom of the press but doesn't give or mean paparazzi have the right to block/resist/harass/endanger another person!!!

just me thinking again....

First Wheelchair Accessible Vehicle Launched

First Wheelchair Accessible Vehicle Launched

my mother's challenging Life

I figured I put this down to give insight on my mother's life and mine...

My mom had a very rough start in life, her mother married a man who to put it pleasantly as possible didn't really like the fact my mother was a child of the man before him... He wasn't a pleasant AT ALL to my mother as she was growing up, she ran away from home to escape pain the she got when home... some other things happened in her teen years that was upsetting as well...

I'm won't can't go in to details about the pains of her childhood but it wasn't a happy beginning!

The Cool thing that happened next... she met my father...

My dad was a bit older than my Mother (by 20years)... some of my dad's family didn't like mom n dad being together, oh well they were!!!

Mom was told by a doctor she couldn't have kids... so Fate/God threw mom n dad a curve ball and a big one at that... Mom found got she was going to have a baby in 1967... but things got weird and mom left dad and went to Virginia and in October of 1967 she gave birth to a boy... (oops I was born)

Well, Dad got mom to come back to Maine under false hope they would get married...

Mom found out about 6months later her baby had a problem... he was born with a very rare(in 1967 OI was very rare) bone disorder called Osteogenesis Imperfecta (brittle Bones)...

In someways my be a blessing, why? well studies say parents that were abused as a kid tend to abuse their children... and seeing I was brittle I was handle with extreme care... I still broke many bones... don't really remember how many I think until I reached my mid teens I was in at least 1 to 2 cast a year and some times with multiple fractures....

Also when I was in my pre-teen years my father had his 1st heart attack... and Mom n Dad still were not married... well about the age 17 I had anger issues and started seeing someone to help me with that and I got my mother to also start to see someone about her issues... well after some time mom finally got the strength up to leave when dad finally saw mom was really going to leave he kind of smarten up... he married mom but still didn't move in with mom he felt he had to take care of his sister so he still stay at the family home with his sister upstairs... Mom also finds out she has MS...

Well Mom finally got dad to help get a real family home for us... when dad's health started getting a bit worse he started really living at home with us...

So about this time my health issues were basically ok, I kind-of stop having fractures but my weight became my next challenge but wasn't at a high risk... so mom's changed from worrying about her son to her husband... She learned ways to make food that he could have because his heart n other issues limited salt n sugar intake (later near the end a very limited liquid intake)...

So Mom went from a bone specialist to a heart n dietician specialist... (nurses n doctors could learn from her)

Well in 1992 her son gets electrocuted well at a festival he/I have to have left shoulder ball replaced n than after that on way home from hospital fell out of wheelchair breaking leg...

So now Mom as a very ill husband to care for n a son with a broken leg n a healing left arm... A bit of a hand full for her... Son recover fine but Dad's health kept going down... But not as fast as the doctors thought they were amazed by how long he lasted... Mainly mom's care n her custom cooking kept him going n very likely their love for each other...

Well in 10/1993 dad passed away... Mom didn't take that well even though I knew I had/was going to happen she was wishing/hoping for many more years with him...

well things happened from there I broke another leg but because mom was drained from dad's death I had to get help from a friend while I recovered...

in October of 1994 mom met a man she decided to marry I liked this it gave me a good excuse to finally leave home an out on my own... oh mean while my weight continued to go up... Mom n her new husband left the house in Maine n moved to Florida... I think it was in 1998 I visited her down in Florida and I weighed over 350lbs on a road to death most likely from heart attack (Dad n 1/2 bro have/had heart issues)... and her health start to gets bad she finds out she has cancer n has to have the chemotherapy...

In 2001 I finally realized my weight was beyond my control and I needed help I finally got a doctor that listened to me n I listened to him... We decided stomach surgery was a good way to go... I did it in 12/2001 by mid 2002 I weighed 206 and was walking and having a normal life... I felt like a new person... I was wearing/buying cloths from normal store(no big n tall shops) off the rack (1st time I tried a shirt on from the rack I was dancing n store clerks look at me as I was crazy) :-)

Well, Mom was happy about my change but her life got crazy because of a mistake she made...

She dealt with her mistake and then her 2nd Husband became ill (heart troubles) they had to move back to Maine... her health mean while isn't going very good but cancer has backed away for now... n mean while her son/Me messed up... I got carried away with my new health/life I fell for someone with a lot of problems... and so I started drinking a lot because of mental depression n with the stomach surgery booze went right to my system...

So mom see's her son falling into a pit of dis-pear and her 2nd husband than passes away... she than couldn't afford her own rent her son/Me decides to move in with her to help her pay her rent...

Problem was I was a full fledged Drunk... I hated life n most everything else and I didn't care if I lived or die n was even hoping for death... 12/2007 I got hit by a car n I broke my left hip bone... after healing from that I had my stroke n mom is lost unknown if her son/me was going to live or die... well I lived n knowing mom would want to help take care of me but I know her health was good enough to do that I fought hard and regain a lot more than the doctor thought I'd ever be able to get back... I even started Loving life n stop drinking and things started looking up... I got a settlement for getting hit by the car n moved Mom, Me n her friend(now also mine) to Florida... leaving snow, bad relationships behind...

oops I messed up I went to Vegas n and started having a few here n there... n even in Florida I was having a few here n there...

Mean while Mom's health has taken another turn for the bad... Doctors say she had a bad form of diabetes and outlook not good...

and the only good thing lately (other than move to Florida) her son/Me have done some thinking and got doctor assistance (meds to make me sick if I drink) on my drinking issue on my own, no pressure from anyone one, my own decision to enjoy life and what I have... So even though I feel that when I'm 60 mom will still be there mainly to nag me lol (you know moms will be moms forever) Mom can know her son will be ok in life (even if he is crazy, crazy by his own decision so I don't go insane...)


HUGs to all!!!