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In regards to the last post, I struggled with the idea of taking it down, but then came to the conclusion that it needed to stay if the story is to be real. The fact is, today I am feeling a bit more optimistic. I am still in a great deal of pain, frustrated at my insurance and how my much needed physical therapy is going to work, and am still very scared.

Today I am very grateful for that eternal beacon of light that guides me on my dark journey, Jennifer. I will never fully be able to sum up what she means to me, more importantly what her belief in me means to me.

I worry often that if my collection of writings, video, photos, and audio, is not fully put together then then the story “knowing vince” will never be realized and some of my more “eccentric” stunts that I have pulled over the years and all that I have done will simply seem “crazy.”

My journey did not begin on January 20th, 2009 when it was revealed the cause of my pain, but a way-point of my story. I have long championed the idea of being in the middle, that there is no start, and no end. This has proven to make the epic “knowing vince” almost impossible to produce.

Two months later I still have a long road of recovery ahead of me, both physically and mentally. Even when I am all healed and in the best shape a man my age can be in the story will still not be over.

What is “knowing vince?”

knowing vince is my life story told in different ways through not only my eyes, but those that know me.
The story will be in print, video, audio, on the web, in a book store, on a DVD, and on a midnight showing at the Lemming House theater in Pasadena.

Will this story be any good?

I think it will, I honestly think that my story will make people laugh and cry, inspire and infuriate, loved and hate, but most importantly, The story will be told.

The simple act of producing knowing vince is the accomplishment.

The good times and the bad times, the triumphs and embarrassments, are all on displayed and produced for you to see and hear. People like to say “take lemons and make lemonades.” The first book of “knowing vince” is called “Painting a Fence” it is about building the juicer, it is about taking doing something positive with all the negative. The story is essentially the making of and first chapter of 2008.

I only hope that this story comes into focus and these words form more than sentences on a blog in some obscure corner of the Internet, more importantly, I need to know that I can do this.