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An old house, a geek, a cute transvestite, a very tall lesbian, and at least one ghost–what could happen? – Adult situations and artistic nudity. Not suitable for children.
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Last day of this month marks 20 years since I was murdered. No I’m not pulling anyone’s leg about that I was straight up murdered by a drunk driver who took strong exception to my riding a bicycle on the opposite side and direction of where he was driving a city vehicle and he crossed the median to get on the same side and direction and hit me from behind at roughly 60 MPH. The bike was about 45 pounds and I was about 225 pounds and the two of us together destroyed the front of the truck before the bike went about a quarter of a mile down the road and I went about 100 feet horizontally and 12-16 feet vertically and over about 3 lanes to the left. That’s one of the ways we know it was murder, there were 2 lanes to the left that had nothing but space in them, and also the U-turn to get on my side of the road, and the rate of speed I was hit. The impact caused my pulse and respiration to cease and I was declared dead at the scene. As I was getting scraped off the street my heart restarted and I told the guy closest to my head to be careful of my broken leg. The only thing I remember about being dead is I was in a room with a 3D TV and the old guy with me bogarted the remote and wouldn’t zoom in on the Milky Way.
The worst part of having been killed and then coming back to life, besides having to learn to walk again, is things just never worked right after that. I spent almost 20 years walking with a cane, dealing with diminished vocabulary from brain damage, and having my ears ring to the point it disturbs my sleep, for a reason I’ll never know because the driver died in another wreck before I could talk to him and ask why. And also before I could sue him before the statute of limitations expired in 2005.