Our Stories

1998 introduced Lemmy to more intense competition for my time and attention – surprisingly from glorious Hollywood. In addition to the Zoo and my biology studies I had new friends, new lovers, and was hanging out in a different very old school Hollywood scene. Hollywood movies in black and white are my favorite and suddenly I am having dinner with the stars that I saw on the big screen. Enveloped in awe, I was gravitating to a new world and Lemmy could feel it.

Do I ever hate to admit this but I…again woke up New Years Day – Hungover.

I will not bore you again with the ugly details and complain again about terrible New Years evenings. I will say that Lemmy was such a great guy that night, he was patient and gentle with me when he could have been angry. Instead, he held my hair back when I was sick and brought me a glass of water. –  Big tip: Never give a drunken person a FULL glass of water, tiny water is good, big water is bad. When I spilled water all over the bathroom floor and myself and then I passed out wet under the toilet, all before midnight, Lemmy dried me off as much as he could as I was crying and rolling around like a rag doll. He removed the soaking wet robe that I was wearing, put me in a nice dry robe and then put me to bed.

Sorry, I did bore you… Ok let’s move on!

The first two weeks of 1998 we hardly spoke. We fought over the phone and hung up on each other daily it seemed.

And then a change, mid- January, Lemmy called and wanted to come to my apartment to spend the weekend. I was in shock! We always stayed at his place. He had never set foot in my place over the 5 years that we had been dating. I think he could feel that I needed a change of environment when we were together.

On February 27th Lemmy called from the rehearsal studio. He wanted me to meet him and Phil Campbell at Now Voyager, a little club in Toluca Lake within walking distance from my apartment. And Phil was staying at a place up the hill from me so convenient for all. I walked down the block to meet them, and we drank and hung out. Phil is a total character making us laugh and they were joking and telling stories. After partying at the club, Lemmy and I took a walk and we wandered into an antique shop. I noticed a beautiful decanter and Lemmy bought it for me. We went home to hang out, listen to the days recordings and fill the new decanter with bourbon. Jack Daniels of course!

Motorhead Live!!

 At the beginning of March, Motorhead played another show at Universal Amphitheater and yet again getting into that place was like breaking into an armed camp. Luckily, this time when the list had not been sent to the will call booth on time, I just drove the mile and a half mile home and called Alex on his cell phone. In a panic he said, “Come back to the gig, I’ll meet you at the front gate and walk you to Lemmy personally.” I got back in my car and drove back to Universal and to Lemmy.

The strangest/coolest thing about this show was that after the show was over and we had partied backstage, Lemmy came home with me! It was surreal to see a rock star on an arena size stage putting on this amazing concert, entertaining thousands and then put him in my truck and go home. It was weird, it was like Lemmy was two vastly different people: Lemmy the rock star up on the stage and Lemmy the boyfriend who sat around all day on the couch in his underwear eating ice cream out of the carton.

Radio Hour

On Saturday March 28, I was hanging out at Lemmy’s watching Star Trek when he came into the room all dressed to leave. I looked up and said, “Where are you off to?” He said, “I have an interview on a talk radio station, 97.1 FM or something’ ‘Alex is coming to pick me up.” I replied “Oh, I listen to Howard Stern and the other talk shows on that station every day and I love it.” He looked at me and said, “Well go get dressed, you can come check out the station and maybe meet some of the people that you listen to.”

I jumped up and ran into the room to put clothes on. Alex came by and took us to the station. I was so excited. I don’t know whom I thought I was going to meet on a Saturday night as I listened to the station only during day work hours, but I loved the shows and I wanted to see where it all went down. David Adelson an entertainment reporter, producer, E! On-air personality had set up an interview with Lemmy and Hard Rock/ Metal journalist Lon Friend on the state of Heavy Metal and of music in general. From January 1998 through January 2000 David did a show called “C-Notes” on KLSX 97.1 FM Los Angeles. Roy Trakin of HITS Magazine was his co-host.

When we arrived at the station I was fully prepared to be taken into a “green” room and told to sit and wait until the interview was over, but no.

The producer, when introduced to me as Lemmy’s girlfriend, invited me to join in the interview. I could barely breath. I was going to be on the radio, and better yet on the station that I listened to every day. They showed us into the studio and put these huge headphones on us and explained a little of how the flow of the show would go.

I must have looked like such a freak perched up on the studio stool, giant headphones on and a huge grin plastered on my wide-eyed face. Lemmy told the producer how I listened to the daily shows and how excited I was to be there. The producer explained which shows were done in that very studio where I sat. I was in awe.

David Adelson joined us, and he began to ask questions of Lemmy and Lon. I sat laughing at the jokes and stories, nodding at the things I agreed with. My mind was spinning. And then near the end of the show David turned to me and said, “So Debra, what’s it like to go out on a date with Motorheads’ Lemmy?” Live on the air, on the radio and I was stunned. I can’t even remember what I said. Something like, “it’s great, Blah Blah Blah. Something more about keeping up with him and chasing off other women…. Blah blah Blah…. and giggling followed by something about our dates always including the Rainbow… more giggling… and then it was over. It was all a blur.

After the radio interview we all went to the Rainbow for dinner and drinks. I wish I wasn’t such a spaz when I find myself in the most exciting moments of my life. When I think back on this night like other surreal nights that I have had with Lemmy, I mostly remember how hot and uncomfortable my head was. And the feeling of the sweat collecting in my armpits.

Incoming Mother Alert

Lemmy is the kind of guy who is not afraid of anything. He can manage most situations -except one that I can think of- meeting my mother. She had flown out from Ohio to visit me, and we decided to fly to Las Vegas for a day trip. We caught the 8:00 am flight, arrived in Vegas in an hour and started drinking and gambling straight away. As we sat at the bar Cleopatra’s Barge in Ceasars Palace we were approached by an older gentleman who struck up a conversation. He was charming and funny and when he discovered that I was a docent at the LA Zoo asked if I could provide a private tour for him and his children. Of course, I said yes, and we exchanged information. Little did I know that this man would over the following year be big competition for Lemmy.

Mom and I caught the last flight out of Vegas for L.A. When we arrived at the airport, I suggested that we catch a cab and go directly to The Rainbow for a late dinner. Mom agreed since she is totally hip and cool about drinking and meeting my friends. I knew that there was a good chance that Lemmy would be there. I was disappointed when I asked him prior to Mom’s arrival if he wanted to meet her. He had asked “Why?” I replied because you’re my boyfriend of 5 years and you should meet my mother. He was so freaked out and tried to make up these strange justifications as to why meeting a girl’s mother was stupid. I knew that it was just fear.

When we arrived at the restaurant we were treated like VIPs by the staff and all my friends came by to chat with my little white-haired mother.

As we ate our meal I looked up and there was Lemmy walking right toward us. The look on his face as it registered that it was me sitting at that table and then that it was my mother sitting next to me was classic. He almost turned to walk in the other direction. I could see the hesitation in his body. I nudged my mom and said, “there’s Lemmy.” He just looked away and walked/ran right by our table and up the stairs to the upper bar.

I was shocked and embarrassed. Luckily, a friend of Lemmy’s and mine were sitting with my mother and me and he was just as surprised as I was. We both looked at each other and just couldn’t believe how cowardice Lemmy was. My mom just laughed and shook her head. Now I was afraid that maybe she was thinking that I had moved to California and had lost my mind and was just imagining that I was in this long relationship with Lemmy.

The next day I tried to explain the situation and I think she understood. She offered no advice, which is good because the situation was so unique. I was not dealing with a normal situation or a normal man.

So, while on a “break” from Lemmy, I started dating the interesting man I met in Las Vegas.

Turns out he was an extremely popular character actor that has appeared in more than two hundred movies and tv shows. When I met him, I thought he seemed familiar, but he had that kind of face where you think familiar, but you cannot place it. And he was fun. A new kind of fun for me. Not just the Rainbow but parties and dancing and UCLA basketball games. He was friends with tons of old school Hollywood actors.

Eddie L was a member of the Beverly Hills Friar’s Club. They held these events where they would honor a member and hold a big dinner. One evening he invited me to attend the event to honor Larry King. I was floored. That night we shared a table with sports commentator Al Micheals and his wife, and Actor Red Buttons. Eddie introduced me to several Hollywood legends including Milton Beryl, Steve Allen, Larry King, Charles Durning, and Richard Dreyfuss. I love old movies, and this was a night I will never forget. And everyone was so nice and friendly.

Ed L. was fun; Dancing, dinner, Jazz clubs. We would cook together and dance in the living room. One night we went to the movie premiere of “Poodle Springs,” and I was standing on the Paramount Studio backlot, with drink in hand having conversation with the star James Caan and movie director Sidney Pollock. I kept thinking “Wow, this is Sonny from the Godfather.” Very surreal. Very cool.

Another night Ed L. and I were having dinner at Matteo’s Italian Restaurant in Beverly Hills and Tony Curtis joins us for a drink at out table. Mr. Curtis was having dinner with his family: including his daughter Jamie Lee Curtis. I was in heaven and in awe.

Lemmy had major competition at this point. When it came down to a choice between going over to Lemmy’s to watch WWII documentaries on tv or going out to dinner with movie stars and dancing I began choosing the Hollywood way.

Lemmy and I did not talk until 2 months after my mom had been in Los Angeles,

 I was so upset with his behavior. I think at that point I knew that our relationship would never progress beyond where it was, that we would always be in this weird situation of caring about each other and enjoying each other but only to a point. Anything beyond that was just too intense and scary for him. He would say “If it’s not broke don’t fix it.”

Rock Star Dinner

Motorhead went out on tour that August and when Lemmy arrived back in Los Angeles he called. We were so angry with each other and had a terrible fight right before he left and then there, he was on the phone asking me out. And it was dinner in a restaurant that was NOT the Rainbow.

The guests at dinner included Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols and Wayne Kramer of the MC5, Hugo Burnham, Howard Thompson, David Aaron Clark, Jade Blue Eclipse and Annabel Chong.
It was a birthday party for Howard Thompson if I remember correctly.  One of the girls had their teeth filed into tiny fangs. Very cool I thought. We had a reserved party room at Dar Maghreb, a Moroccan restaurant on Sunset Blvd.

The meal included seven courses, which were all eaten communally, one platter for all to share and with fingers only, no silverware. The evening was so much fun. Johnny Rotten AKA John Lydon was so funny and charming and mostly well behaved. When the belly dancer came in to give us a show he got up and danced with her. He pulled his shirt up and played with his nipples while making faces. It was hilarious and prompted all us girls to get up and dance along. I spent a great deal of the evening talking to Wayne Kramer, surprisingly a very gentle quiet man when compared to his on-stage presence. He is extremely intelligent and deep. We all drank a lot, smoked a lot and ate a lot, seven courses that just seemed to just keep coming.

Lemmy left for Europe at the end of September and when he returned mid-November, he asked that I pick him up at the airport. I loved picking him up and this time I wanted it to be special. I decided to show up at the gate wearing only lingerie and a trench coat.

Victoria Secret was my ‘go-to’ for lingerie. My goal was the sexiest thing I could find. My purchase was a two-piece set, red with feathers on the panties. ON the day of his arrival, I showed up specifically at his arrival time. I did not want to have any wait time as it is warm in Los Angeles in November and the trench coat was hot. I parked my truck and made my way to the gate. Wow, I was nervous as hell, and it felt as if everyone in the place was staring at me. I must have looked like a total freak in that big coat. Or maybe like a terrorist hiding something.

When I arrived at the gate, Lemmy’s flight was delayed – 2 hours! I would have to wait, in nothing but underwear and a trench coat. I found the nearest bar and sat down to have a cocktail. Anything to calm my nerves. I sat in that big coat at the bar until the flight arrived. Hot and sweating from both nerves and the outfit. What if I were caught what would they do? Indecent exposure?

As I sat at the bar I started to question the sanity of my actions. But when Lemmy got off that plane and came through the gate and I gave him a quick flash of the little red panty outfit with feathers flying. I knew that I had done the right thing and that it was worth the wait. Lemmy had the biggest look of surprise on his face followed by the biggest grin ever. When we got in the truck, I removed the coat and drove us to Lemmy’s home in my underwear. What a thrill for me and because of the huge grin on Lemmy’s face a total thrill for him.

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Fun New Year’s Eve

Naked on a Firetruck

One of the most romantic and perfect days in my relationship with Lemmy included a day at the Museum, playing pool and eating French fries with gravy at Barney’s Beanery.

Lemmy is a man of great surprises. Just when I would think “Oh, I have him all figured out”, he would do something completely out of character.

One Sunday morning, mid-May, I got up early and decided to go to the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. When I arrived at the museum, I discovered that the featured exhibit included works of art by artists who had been banned by Nazi Germany.  I decided to take a chance and called Lemmy to ask him to join me. I figured that it was a shot in the dark and even imagining that Lemmy would want to spend a day with me wandering through a museum was difficult. But because it involved WWII, I took a shot. He said “Yes, I’ll join you it sounds interesting. I’ll see you soon”. I was in shock!

We spent the day walking through the entire museum, looking at sculptures, various types of artworks, furniture, and glasswork. I knew that Lemmy was smart, but this day proved that he knows about everything. I had his complete attention and felt so close to him.

At one point an older gentleman asked if he could sketch me. I agreed of course. Who says no to a question like that! Lemmy wandered around as the artist drew my picture and told me that I was the most beautiful woman and that he was stunned by my beauty. This made Lemmy smile and would become a teasing point in the months that followed with Lemmy holding out a limp wrist and repeating “Your stunning beauty”. Giggle.

After the museum he suggested that we go to the restaurant Barney’s Beanery to play pool and have a bite to eat. I was in heaven – French fries with gravy. It was the perfect day…Lemmy was attentive and fun and interesting and seemed to be focused on me. We were like a “normal” couple.

Nerd Alert !!!

I think in part Lemmy was trying to make up for a fight that we had had weeks earlier. The Los Angeles Zookeeper Program accepted me for the 1997 class and I had also graduated from the zoo’s Docent program.

Lemmy seemed excited and we planned for him to come to my docent graduation ceremony at the zoo. We were to celebrate both my graduation and my new Zookeeper study. I was so excited as he truly seemed to want to be with me on that day. But … when the day arrived, I waited and waited the ceremony started and ended…. and no Lemmy. As I watched the other graduates with their families I was crushed and felt alone. My friends were kind enough to make me feel part of their celebrations. But I was very upset: All smiles on the outside, tears on the inside.

Lemmy later explained that he did get a taxi to come to the zoo…… but they couldn’t find it. What?! I was furious. If you are going to lie why such a lame lie?  So, I believe the lovely day at the museum was a make up day. And it worked. I was in love!

Lemmy and Motorhead traveled to Japan a couple of weeks later.

I loved the postcards that were written on the bus. The hand writing illustrates how insane the bus movement can be. This is why I always had the worst motion sickness. Oh how comforting the solidness of land can be. Just having your feet planted on the earth is awesome!

To Tour or Not to Tour

The Motorhead/W.A.S.P. tour was cancelled in June so I was able to have more quality time with Lemmy. This cancellation provided an opportunity for him to shock me again.

Lemmy called me to invite me to a romantic dinner at the Rainbow. He had never invited me to dinner in this way. Normally dinner and trips to the Rainbow just happened. He had actually called the restaurant and made reservations and requested a nice table. On our walk from the apartment to the restaurant he held my hand and didn’t dash out way ahead of me. He was really trying to impress me after all of these years and was succeeding nicely. 

When we were seated at our table Lemmy ordered shrimp cocktail for an appetizer and not just one order, but one for each of us and one to share. This is where the evening took a weird turn.

I began to itch and squirm, and my face started to distort. Giant hives appeared on my face, arms and back. I could feel my mouth go dry and I felt light-headed. Lemmy was in shock and started to panic. I can still picture the look on his face. Eyes wide, mouth open… He said, “what do you need?’ “What should I do?’ Are you going to be Ok’? I told him that I was having an allergic reaction and that I needed Benadryl. He jumped up and went to ask if any of the kitchen or wait staff had anything. He came back to the table and said, “no one has any so I’m going up to Gil Turners liquor store to buy you some.” And off he went.

He was so freaked out and such a gentleman as he came to my rescue. It was so cute. I sat scratching and waiting, wondering if maybe I should be driving myself to the Emergency Room. These reactions can be at times very severe and possibly deadly. But I felt somewhat Ok and decided that if I just took some antihistamine, I would be ok.

Lemmy arrived breathless at our table, drugs in hand. “Here, take these pills right now,” he said. I took a couple pills and soon felt less itchy and looked less lumpy. When I imagine doing drugs with a rock Star boyfriend, Benedryl does not come to mind!

We continued with our meal and afterward we moved to the back bar to play Ms. Pacman. Lemmy kept asking me how I felt and was I ok. He was so concerned. Somehow my hives had changed the romantic mood of the evening, but it was a great effort on his part. I could see that he was really trying to make me happy and to show me how much he loved me.

It’s funny when I reflect back on our relationship, I see how goofy we were together, and it makes me giggle when I think of the silly situations that we got ourselves into.

Early August Lemmy left to tour Germany. I volunteered to clean his apartment, -as much as I could-, while he was away. I deal with stress by cleaning and Lemmy leaving town always gave me weird stress. So, I volunteered like a crazy person. Anyone who has ever been in Lemmy’s place understands why this is crazy. I met Lemmy’s assistant, Alex, and he gave me keys to Lemmy’s place. Wow, big step I thought. I am trusted enough to have keys to Lemmy’s apartment. I would spend evenings after work cleaning and organizing and it was exhausting. This was a huge project. What was I thinking? It would take months to really fully clean his apartment, so I did my best to put a dint in the mess.

When Lemmy was due to return home Alex asked that I pick him up from LAX. I was so excited for Lemmy to see the progress that I had made cleaning his apartment. He walked in and was in awe. He was so pleased. Immediately he went into the bedroom and when he returned, he handed be a sword … in a pillowcase?! A giant sword! I loved it and took it home to find a place to hang it on my living room wall.

Gifts from the road included a wooden spoon from Russia.

The Great Perks!!

One of the great perks of dating a rock star is the opportunity to go to just about any concert that you want, at a moment’s notice – free and with backstage access.

I was lying on Lemmy’s couch one Sunday afternoon reading the paper and nursing my usual Sunday hangover when I noticed that Alice Cooper was playing at Universal Amphitheater. I walked into Lemmy’s bedroom and said, “I want to see Alice Cooper tonight can we go?”  He looked up from the book that he was reading and said “Yeah, sure.” He picked up the phone, made a call and said, “Ok, It’s all set. A messenger will bring by our tickets and passes.”  “Wow, THAT was easy” I thought. The messenger arrived late to drop off our passes and tickets, so we missed Slaughter and Warrant perform. No giggling, theses were two of my favorite bands at the time.

When we arrived backstage at Universal Lemmy headed straight to the Video game machine and head down started to play. Just like at the Rainbow. Lucky for me there were lots of people there that I knew, so I did not feel abandoned.

We saw a little of Dokken’s performance and then Alice came on. All I can say is Alice Cooper kicks ass! This was the first time that I had the opportunity to see his show since 1991, Operation Rock N Roll, and I had forgotten how great it is. Whoever would have imagined that I would be here 6 years later, watching the show with Lemmy. That night I got to meet Don Dokken, Paul Stanley of KISS and a host of other rockers but I never saw Alice Cooper except when he was on stage. Lemmy told me that he was a very cool person and that he was disappointed that I didn’t get to meet him. And of course, after the show we made a beeline for The Rainbow Bar and Grill.

One of Lemmy’s favorite bands was Skunk Anansie. I first heard them years before at the foundations Forum that I attended with Lemmy. The band quickly became one of my favorites and have been to this day. In mid-September Skunk Anansie played The Troubadour in West Hollywood. After a friend of mine flaked on going to the, I called Lemmy who agreed to meet me at the show.

I get star struck when I meet some musicians and meeting Skin from the band I was in awe and maybe I had a bit of a crush. I was intimidated by her at first, she has such power, but her warmth and friendly nature made me feel as if I had known her forever. When I said that I wanted to take the show posters from the wall of the club, Skin laughed and helped me peel them from the tape. Lemmy and I hung out with the band and then we went to Barney’s Beanery for drinks and to shoot pool. Great night.

December 7^th brought another great night with great music. Lemmy called to invite me to The House of Blues to see Dokken with Pretty Boy Floyd and Enuff z Nuff. Don Dokken was good friends with Lemmy, and he was always nice to talk to and hang out with. The West Hollywood House of Blues was a great venue for shows. Upstairs, The Foundation room was always packed with rock stars and celebrities. It was one of my favorite places to see a show.

1997 seemed to be the year of romance, trying and fighting. Lemmy and I have always fought but this year we fought about everything. And it was odd because he was his most romantic and his most attentive. He once said defending his philandering ways “It’s just like smoking, you don’t just quit all at once.” Ha.

And I was just as unreasonable, the more he gave the more I wanted and expected – ready to move our relationship forward. I didn’t have unrealistic expectations like Lemmy never seeing any other women. I didn’t expect a “June Cleaver” fairy tale lifestyle with a little house surrounded by a white picket fence. But I wanted a partner that I could rely fully on and someone to share my life with.

What an odd couple we were. He this superstar rocker and me, the girl who volunteered at the zoo and aspired to be a biologist. I was so unlike the others that he spent time with. The type of gals that would take off their earrings and take you to the floor in a fight. I was a nerdy library girl who had tried being a stripper and found it not as easy as it looked.

Every time he did something romantic or different it would send my hopes soaring. When Lemmy spoke of us getting a house together my heart and hopes sored. And then the idea faded away. So, we fought. And we loved. At times we hated each other, could not live with or without each other.  And we had romantic moments that will live in my heart forever.

1997 was a year of healing and of adventure. I would finally go on the road with Lemmy AND Motorhead; Mikkey Dee, Phil and the Road Crew!

On January 3^rd I went to Billboard Live, a club on the Sunset strip to see the band L. A. Guns perform. I ran into Lemmy’s assistant Alex, and he told me that Lemmy was there and proceeded to turn to show me where. Grabbing him by the arm I said, “I don’t want to see him” Alex was shocked.

Continue reading “Ciao Italia! – On the road with Motorhead”

The trouble with porn stars (or I should say a specific porn star) is what almost led to a permanent breakup for Lemmy and I.

After my return from my trip to London and promptly getting fired from my job. Life with Lemmy returned to normal.

I started a new job almost at once, so my 8 to 5 lifestyle was a continuing issue. And on top of my weekday schedule of early mornings, I started volunteering at the LA Zoo. My zoo docent training would now occur every Saturday early mornings and my volunteer zookeeper training took up a couple of evenings during the week. Lemmy was getting a lot of competition that he did not like.

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1996 brought a European vacation with Lemmy, the Queen, Nelson Mandela and the most embarrassing voicemail EVER!

Christmas and New Years Eve of 1995 had gone by without a hitch and no arguing. I was happy because this was the first time in our relationship that I was invited to spend BOTH holidays with Lemmy. We stayed in but we were together, so I was happy. My gift to him that year was a tripod for his video camera; given with the hope of controlling the distraction of his constant directing during sex. He was extremely pleased. And oh, how it improved our sex life – The days of Lemmy the director was over. Now the camera was on its own, out of hand, so the hands could be free to roam and do their own thing. I was so fascinated by watching myself live on the TV, it is so erotic.

Continue reading “Lemmy, The Queen, Nelson Mandela and That Voicemail”

Lemmy turns 50. It was one of the best nights of my life. The best party of my life. I think – from the little memory that I can pull from that night. So much alcohol. And I think anyone who attended the birthday party at the Whiskey a Go Go would say the same thing. What exactly happened that night, we may never know?

Side Note: Maybe one day I will do some regression therapy with a magic mushroom trip to recall all of the drown memories from that night.

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The Rock Star Life beyond the Rainbow bar and Grill!!! Lemmy began to take me out as his girlfriend to fantastic events. I was happy to finally be getting out of the apartment and into the Rock World…on Lemmy’s arm.

Mid-August 1995, Lemmy invited me to come up for the weekend. I had no idea what the weekend plan was. I assumed we would stay in and watch movies or go to the Rainbow to drink. But no…This would be my first time meeting the amazing Tracii Guns.

I am a huge L.A. guns fan and I love Tracii …and here he was standing in Lemmy’s living room. He had stopped by Lemmy’s to talk about a benefit show they were playing in the next night for the “Children of the Night” aid organization. Tracii was filling in on guitar because Phil Campbell was not in L.A.

I was so pleased with how sweet and nice Tracii was. I hate meeting my favorite rock stars and finding out that they are jerks. Tracii has always been a true normal, caring individual.

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The beginning of 1995 brought rain and fighting. But I also received the best Lemmy Birthday present ever.

Another New Year’s Eve had gone by that I had not spent with Lemmy, and I was mad. I again started the New Year sick and hung-over.

Lemmy called on the 2^nd and wanted to see me.

We were set to get together on the 5^th but because of the rain and flooding I could not get a cab. Lemmy was upset and just could not see my side of the situation.

He thought I was just lying to him, that I had changed my mind about coming to visit him. But I had packed my things and sat and waited for a cab for over four hours. And he was mad at me.

Continue reading “Lemmy gives the Best Breasts”

This was a time of change for both Lemmy and I and for Motorhead.  Lemmy finally gets me to himself and was thrilled to be the only man in my life. And Motorhead was about to go through a huge transition.

Finally, Lemmy could call me and know that I would be available at any time. No competition. The maintenance man was gone.

When I moved to Burbank a few months later, I did it quietly and undercover. I informed my landlord to not give out my new address. I did not want this guy in my life ever again.

Burbank was much closer to Lemmy’s place, so it was much more convenient for me to drop in. This was both good and in Lemmy’s mind a bit tricky as even though the extra guy in my life was gone, Lemmy still had extra “company”.

No more taxi rides. I now had a new pickup truck so could drop in to visit at any time. And living right over the hill – within minutes – these were nervous times for Lemmy.

Continue reading “Time of change for Lemmy and Motorhead”