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Saturday, April 23, 2005

THE BETTY FORD DIARIES, PAGE 9

ONCE IN A LIFETIME...




YoU gotta be wondering who the hell are these hawaianized old guys... well they are THE BEACH BOYS (NOW grown boys) and these pictures were taking while thay were performing last night at the Gran Rex Arena in Buenos Aires (two blocks from my appartment).
Yes, you are right, I just couldn´t miss it, but let me tell you the funny (?) story about how I got to the concert.
Since I knew that one of the greatest bands from all times (they influenced THE BEATLES for God´s sake!) I started to piss everybody off asking for info and trying to find someone who take me to the show (remember I´m on a wheelchair), that wasn´t a problem at all until we saw the ticket price list and we wanted to cut our balls off and throw them to the fire. SOOOOOOO FUCKING EXPENSIVE!!!!.
On the other hand, the show was on friday (and I´m locked up in the clinic during fridays too).
so, the situation was: BEACH BOYS performing on B.A. for the first time in history. Ticket Prices near the sky and Ian, locked up with "little star" (that´s my wheelchair´s name) and completely broke. bitching and screaming about my desperate situation.
THEN FRIDAY CAME...
You won´t believe it, actually it´s hard for me to think about it, but let me tell you what happened:
If u are following my site since the beginning you maybe remember that I lost my grandmother in January. This is something I wrote then about it:
"This morning, "Elsita" , my grandmother, the most important
women in my life after mom, the one I love the most, my guide and muse since I
was a child, the "marquise", the lady who teached me not to be affraid of life,
the one who showed me that love-til-death-do-us-part DOES exists, passed
away.She would have been 76 next thursday"

As her first and favorite (sorry brothers and cousins!) grandson, she was always there to help me and encorage me to make my dreams come true. She had helped me with my Private University pays, helped me pay my travels and in a case like this, I´m sure she would have said: "ok, here u got the tickets for the concert, but promise me you won´t tell your brothers ´cause I don´t want a jealousy war around the house!!", And now that she is not fisically in presence with us, she is still around...

The morning of the concert, while I was absolutely deppressed at the clinic, my mother found inside a CD BOX a little package with U$S200 (YES, TWO HUNDRED AMERICAN DOLLARS!!!) that belonged to my grandmother and that even my Mom had forgotten that were there. And she thought: "Elsita, are you trying to tell me something?"

So... friday night: BEACH BOYS perrforming on B.A. for the first time in history. Ticket Prices near the sky. Ian, locked up with "little star" now with U$S200 on my pokets and thinking how to resolve my desperate situation.

THE ANSWER: I HAD TO SCAPE FROM THE CLINIC IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!!!

It wasn´t like in ALCATRAZ movies but it had its adrenaline ehehehe. And if someone from the clinic is reading.... ok, sue me!!! But let me declare first that it was one of the greatests nights I had in years (and my list of marvalous nights is very long!!! you should ask my muse&best friend SILVANA.)

But the most marvalous thing was how my grandmother, my Elsita, managed to send me the tickets from heaven... crazy uh? but I´m convinced it was her, who saw I wasn´t ok and made her arrangements to bring a smile (and lots of happy tears ) to my face.

I LOVE YOU, ELSITA... AND MISS YOU SO MUCH!

ABOUT THE CONCERT: it was amazing. two and a half hours of great performances and unforgetable songs Incredible jokes and the greatest audience dancing in the aisles and cheering wild. I was this close of losing my throuhgt screaming and I almost forgort I couldn´t walk.

they performed more than 30 classics and I just died when they started Coconot and California Girls... silly but the greatests. Simple but perfect. oldies but the most nostalgic songs for an old fashioned little man like me.

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KILLING THE HANDICAP BITCH

THIS WEEK: "THE END OF THE ROAD"

TThis is the section I use to point out things I conquer in this day-after day battle I´m facing in rehab...

but this week has been so good at it that I´ll just say that the end is near, and I know how happy this newss is for all the people who has been following this site, sharing all this hard moments, bringing me support and sending me so much love. You were there with me, from my first day at the GYM dancing with ALEJANDRO, until the first steps I could do without help ...

guys, now I started to walk... with assistance, just short distances... I tried it at home too, and I´m sure it won´t take so long to be back here and leave the REHAb CENTER to start a home threathment. And I´m so looking forward to it!.

SWEETIES... TIME TO GO

STAY TUNED

LOVE

IAN.

send your mail to(STILL WAITING!!!!!!):

Sr. Ian Gutierrez.

Inst. CARILE Habitacion 615

Hospital Militar Central

Avda Luis M. Campos #726

Buenos Aires (C1426BOR) ARGENTINA

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