All- I haven't posted for a long time because, well quite frankly, I have been dead. I was dead for almost 2 years. I came back from the dead recently due to, depending on your belief system, either a Miracle of God, or if you believe as I do, a cybernetic implant in my chest controls the Vegas Nerve in my brain, and through cutting edge technology it regulates my brain chemistry and, God Bless Technology, with the lightening fast calculating power of probably a Pentium 6, although I've been dead so long I don't even know if we've reached Pentium 6 yet. I walk through Best Buy and I don't know what half of the **** there even is. I used to work in a technology field, and am now obsolete, friendless, my life left me while I was sick, and I only days ago got reasonable custody of my children. My Baby Girl is 3, Boy 6, and my Son remembers me vividly, our play, wrestling on the floor, jumping Hot Wheels, etc. He's so happy to have me back. My baby girl was only a tiny infant when I went sick, and I am a stranger to her. It breaks my heart. I blinked, and went from having a beautiful family of 4 to living alone in a dump struggling to regain physical strength enough to even walk out and get the mail. My body has atrophied so badly that it will be a couple of years before my body returns to kick-ass shape, and the cybernetic neurosurgery will not completely heal and/or give me the full benefit it is capable of for as much as 5 more years. But. I. Am. Alive. When you come back from the dead overnight, and go from being a vegetable in bed to a perfectly normal, living, breathing, perfectly self aware and interactive human being, let me tell you, people freak out. Nothing has changed from the days of burning witches in Salem. People are afraid of me. Only a few stuck around and/or kept in touch to see how I was doing, and even they are freaked out by my overnight recovery. I have 3 people who are comfortable around me, who understand the procedure I went through, and don't want to burn me at the stake or stone me out of the village. It's like the twilight zone man, the look on old friends' faces, a look of disbelief and fear, and though my personality hasn't changed, they seem to think I'm a clone or twin brother or something. It's very hard to rebuild after something like this. My Wife had written me off, and was just waiting for for me to kick off so she could move the new boyfriend in and move on. Can't blame her. She took care of me for 2 years. When I told her, "In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer...", I meant it, and years ago there was a 3 year span where I not only took care of her extremely radical post pardem depression, her psychotic abuse of me, worked 40 hours a week, and was the primary caregiver for our newborn son for over 6 months. She took that long to bond with him. Luckily, I'd been to every parenting class there is, read book after book on newborns, etc, and was prepared to be a Father who changes diapers, not just a dude to bring home a check and expect dinner on the table. She's really sorry about all of this, but she's in love with someone else, and now it's one hell of a mess. There is no way in hell I will ever let another man raise my children as if he were their father, and I have nothing of material value, no money, nothing to fight for my rights with. My wife allows me visitation with the kids, but the healthier I get the more time I can spend with them, and soon I'll be up to par for full 50/50 and I will have ruined her new marriage plans. She hates me for this. I was dead. She moved on. I understand, although it rips the heart right out of my chest. All of that to tell you the background on my life situatio, because once you're dead and come back to life, you have a whole new appreciation for life!!! I drive slower, although I drive a 97 LT1 6-speed Camaro SS with some mods and it is FAST!!! Cops love it. They love to get that big old "SS" on their ticket book. Last night I was taking the kids home and tried a shortcut that somebody told me about. I got there only to find that I needed to go left, but it was right turn only with a median. So, I went out into the left turn lane, so I'm now parallel with oncoming traffic and need to make a U-turn, but there's a no U-Turn sign. So I went down a half a block on a side street, did a 3-point turn, and as I approached the stop sign to turn right, this cop comes at me like I robbed a bank. Almost hit my car, stopped traffic in front of me because he was nose to nose blocking the flow of traffic. WTF??? I just sat there because his lights were blinding me and I didn't know what the hell he wanted or where to pull over. I finally opened my window and threw my hands in the air as to say, "Now what the hell do you want me to do, dumbass?" He finally came over the loudspeaker and told me to back up and stay on the curb. I did as told, he came in behind, and within minutes there were THREE more cop cars on the scene. He was a complete ass, a total powertrip, fresh from the academy, gonna save the world one-man gun slinger, a hall monitor with a badge and a gun. And it's probably a good thing he called for backup. I was polite, but quickly found that he was NOT going to let me explain anything, said he was going to cite me for illegal u-turn, and my plates were expired. I had another ticket for expired plates from last week, and that cop told me I had 60 days to take care of it, go to court, and they would drop it. This cop told me no cop would have ever told me that, I was a liar, and that I could not legally drive the car on the road although I did have insurance and inspection. I was livid!!! I never got a word in edgewise, and this guy was chewing my ass in front of my kids. I finally spoke over his puny little voice (he is a tiny little **** like one of those yappy little dogs that doesn't have enough sense to run from a doberman...) and said, "You got your ticket, you got what you want, you are now demeaning me in front of my children, and I will NOT tolerate another word!!!. I was mad as hell and it was the first inclination that I was going to fight back. He immediately looked at the ground and told me to park the car and call for someone to come get me, and that if he saw me driving the car he would take me to jail. Over a U-Turn??? I was blocks from my house. He said 2 of the 3 backup officers there saw my illegal u-turn, but that wasn't possible because they didn't arrive for several minutes. Plus, the sidestreet I did my 3-point on was a residential section with 12 foot hedges on both sides. This was a total and blatant corrupt cop, or cops, and I was livid. I said, "You want me to pull to the curb so you can then arrest me for driving the car on the street after you told me not to. I wasn't born yesterday pal, and I ain't falling for it. Get your buddy over here to authorize my movement, and walk along with me as I go to the curb. Emergency, have to go, kids in trouble, will continue rant. Much Much Much more corruption to discuss. This guy is major trouble. I've already found 3 people with similar stories in my neighborhood, and I don't get out much, but he's a city cop, and I have a good lawyer, but Xmas money is for kids not lawyers. Will explain in great detail later but have to go get kids now.