Monday, October 27, 2003

Few days ago, I went to the grocery store on 14th Street in Manhattan. Stood in a line at the counter. Paid for my food. Saw the polaroid pictures of many persons holding things such as candies, milk, meat, pasta, turkey, et al by the window just right off the counters.

It looked like it is some kind of winner for some prizes. I asked a lady about it. She said, "Shoplifters". I gasped and looked at it all over again.

I noticed something interesting. Most shoplifters are women. Most of these women stole the stuff that is considered to be very basic to the human's needs like milk, bread, meat et al. Most men stole junk foods.

That is interesting, eh.

Only in New York, my dear, only in NEW YORK!!


Sunday, October 26, 2003

Today is sunday. My roommate's computer really sucked over the weekend. It keeps timed out every 10 to 15 minutes. It drives me nuts.

Last Thursday night, went to XL, guess who I bumped into ... again?! The creators of Chelsea Boys! Turns out that they were promoting their book in a bar. So I decided to take 6 CB postcards and have them sign for my special friends -- expect to see them in your mailboxes. Only six of you, sorry.

Then on Friday, I got to wear jeans at work! My boss announced the day before that it is allowed for that particular day. Yay! Then one of my consumers told me nonchalantly that she has the Speech Class with Robert DeNiro's son. I was surprised and it turned out that his son is deaf.

After work, JD took me to the storage facility to collect all of my stuff OUT for good. Yay. He's great guy. Then I spent all night unpacking and decorating my bedroom in Park Slope. It looks cramped, cozy and nice.

After that, I fled to The Cock to meet Little Joe. I was fucked up. One guy tried to make fun of me by imitating my language and I shoved him down and cussed him out. He was stunned. LOL. After that, I talked with the bouncer about letting my friends from DC entering even they are underage. She smiled and said, "As long as they pay $5 for admission." Radical.

The next day, I was stunned that I bought 6 used books. Apparently, I was drunk that I bought these books on Avenue A (they always sell these books on the streets in the middle of the night) for the total of $13. Not bad.

Saturday and Sunday was very quiet -- as I spent the time in my bedroom -- oozing in my own room with my own stuff. Now what I need is a permanent boyfriend. Any volunteer? ;-)



Thursday, October 23, 2003

Cincinnati State University is stupid.

Anyone who pushed my friend out is utterly stupid.

Beth & CWO, get the fuck out of Cincinnati. Let's rule NYC by my side. ;-)

Where is Keith? I miss him silly.

Aaron & Benis, you guys have to come to New York as soon as possible.

Halloween is next week -- and the best thing is ... it is on FRIDAY NIGHT!!

I just finished Under The Banner of Heaven and Chelsea Boys, 16th book is now ... The Serbs by Tim Judah.

Tonight, I'm heading out to McKenna's Pub, XL Lounge and ... maybe, The Cock.

Wait and see. It is cold but yet so great to be in New York.

David Gest is so dramatic. A tiger should bite him.

Nanc needs to be here so that we can wreck Manhattan.

I just found out that the ferry boats to Staten Island is *free*. No wonder about the accident.

Until then,


Monday, October 20, 2003

One time I read my sister's favorite graphic novel (series) called AKIRA -- it is about a telepahtic struggle between some weird people caused by the secret scientists in Tokyo before one of the subjects annihilated the large portions of the city. Then years later, someone tried to revive or incorporate the powers of Akira, there are groups that were created to protect the secrets of Akira, some sponsored by the government -- some aren't. However, what I'm trying to say is that in one group not sanctioned by the government, run by Lady Miyako. She is also telepathic and trained her loyal followers how to manipulate the metaphysical energies. At one point, she and her two loyal bodyguards were trapped by one powerful telepathic being who wanted to absorb Lady Myiako -- they fought by focused on pushing and the other kept on pushing -- it became a stalemate, caused the rocks, grounds, walls to break -- one of debris tapped on Lady Miyako's bodyguard's cheek, distracted his focus as he was hurled to the wall so fast that his body and blood splatted all over. Lady Miyako shouted, "FOCUS! Don't LOOK!"

Well, I was that bodyguard last weekend.

Last Saturday, went to see friends at a bar. Chatted with them. So I say SYL and head off to The Cock Bar. One guy approached me and chatted with me. He's cute, has a goatee. Very cute. We talked. Then he kissed me. Since he kissed me, why not continue this drama, right? So I did. Then he told me that he had something to share and hoped that I am cool. He used to be a woman.

That totally shattered my Saturday night.

On Sunday, I went to the storage and got my stuff out (some, but not all of them) -- then went to The Dugout -- heard that it is very popular on Sundays for bears. Saw Ryan Reins for the first time in 11 years. He gained. 'Nuff said. His first response was: "Ricky? You looked so different -- you lost a lot!" How nice. Then I saw a cute guy named Carlos. Gave him my email address. Well, I have to try.

Then on Monday night, my mind was set on going to Barnes & Noble Booksellers on 6 Avenue and 21st St in order to meet and get the book autographed by the creators of Chelsea Boys.

I wanted to make an impact on the creators, I had an idea. I got in touch with Walter and asked him to meet me at BN in the center of the audience so we can chatted with each other during the reading lecture, primarily because I *knew* they would not provide an interpreter at all. I also wrote a brief note stating that I am Ricky, that I enjoyed reading their works for the last 3 years. That I was not surprised that they lacked an interpreter for me to enjoy their comments on the book. Am I bad? ;-) I also mentioned that in every gay community, there is always a deaf gay person -- the book is notorious for including every group possible but I fail to see a deaf gay person.

I gave it to him at the book-signing. The authors wrote a nice note, saying that seeing me and Walter in the middle of the audience was all they needed -- they gave me the e-mail address. I said, "Why?" They said they wanted to create a deaf gay character and me to help out. Ain't that fuckin' cool? :-)


Saturday, October 18, 2003

October 15. That day should be the national holiday. It is the first day of NCAA Collegiate Basketball practice! LOL. I love College Women's Basketball. It is so personal and vicious.

And I'm happy that Virginia Cavaliers will come to New York on December 5 to play Long Island University. I'll cheer on for the Cavaliers to crush LIU. Bet you a dollar or two that Coach Ryan will come and see me to chat for few minutes before she heads off to Charlottesville where Aaron is studying.

I remembered one comic book where a group of villains were shocked to see X-Men alive, one villain (Riptide) said: "Aint they supposed to be croaked?!" His teammate, Arclight uttered: "Big deal. So are you." Arclight mentioned that Riptide was brought back from his death few months ago. That was good snap.

Last Thursday night was bit odd. Met Walter and Cynthia and went to The Hole. One guy approached me and chatted with me. He repeatedly asked me to smile. He said he can tell that I am wary of hearing men. Which is true. I declined to smile severla times and he was persistent. Shortly, he turned out to be a well-known magician who is good friends with Roy Horn, the guy whom was bitten by a tiger in Las Vegas. He introduced me to folks who made Aretha Franklin famous.

Let's say that Walter, Cynthia and I had a blast time with these folks. :-)

Tonight, I'm off to an irish bar to see some acquaintenances to see if I can click with them? If not, I'm off to The Cock Bar.

It is 3:30 PM EST, I wanna read a book and nap. Seecha,


Thursday, October 16, 2003

Beau is no more. Beau is nice. Beau is confused. Beau is finished. So I say ... SYL!

Ahh. Just wanted to talk about professional baseball games. I felt bad for Steve Bartman. The die-hard fan of Chicago Cubs who was caught up in the excitement and tried to catch a foul ball, did not see Cubs' player trying to catch it ... the result is that the Cubs collapsed and lost the last two games to Florida Marlins.

This is interesting. The Cubs hasn't reached nor won the World Series since 1908. Many said that the team was cursed by a bar owner with a goat or something. Nevertheless, what made me smile is that it was their own FAN who was the first "domino effect" that puts the Cubs away.

I felt bad for Steve Bartman because he is 26, die-hard fan of Chicago Cubs and yet, everyone in Chicago hates him. Even the Governor of Illinois took a crack at him. I think I need to send Steve to Beth's bosoms for some protection. God knows how big her boobs are and capable of hiding him for months. ;-)

Otherwise, I hope Boston Red Sox wins tonight against Yankees mainly because I like to see the strings broken. I like to see Yankees fans being stunned and anguished. Maybe a riot will occur -- either way, I'll be there!



Wednesday, October 15, 2003

I forgot to mention something very important. I love sports.

I'd like to extend my congratulations to my alma mater (high school), Virginia (VSDB) Cardinals for winning the Championship during the Mason-Dixon tournament Girls' Volleyball tournament in Knoxville, Tennessee last weekend.

This marked the first time in 33 years that Virginia Cardinals won any tournament in any sport. Of course, the gals on the team are ecstatic. The local paper in Staunton mentioned, "Some of the girls slept in their uniforms that night. And on the trip home, the girls took turns holding the trophy all the way back. Every truck driver between Knoxville and Staunton saw the trophy. They even took it in Shoney's when they went to eat."

Up next is ... Mason-Dixon Girls Basketball Tournament -- with Mercer, Fuller, Anderson, Doss and Stickley running the show, anything can happen.

Today was very windy. Even my co-workers said it is insignificant -- just wait until November or December. Speaking of high winds, there was a ferry boat accident that left 10 people dead and scores of people with no arms or legs on a ferry boat approaching the Staten Island piers. It would be interesting to see how Cody Sadler *talks* without the use of his arms. It'd be a blessing for us all.

Just read Mikey Murvin's blog -- hilarious!! He crafted a cool blog, kudos to him! I think I'll head to Miami for Thanksgiving weekend. Maybe I should get in touch with Mark Helmuth . . .

I am reading a book by Jon Krakauer, Under The Banner of Heaven. It talks about the extremists of American Religion -- Mormon Fundamentalists who practice polygamy. Very sensational book which the Church of Latter-Day Saints condemned and the local bookstores in Utah refused to sell the books.

Ben already visited NYC with me, but not Aaron -- so it'll be their FIRST TIME to make the journey TOGETHER. More headaches for me.

Will go to The Hole with Walter, Cynthia and Joe tomorrow night. Hadn't been to that place in weeks.

Oh, one more thing, as you already knew I visited Gallaudet last weekend and when I approached upon the campus, I saw the damaged stone 'fence' by the entrance. I rolled my eyes. It always happened every once in 3 to 5 years. In my career at Gallaudet, I already saw *three* -- last weekend would be 4th if I still live in DC.

Florida Avenue NE can be insane while 8th Street is so innocent. Insane and innocence do not mix, at all. Only two blocks away from that intersection is where Chanda Smith was killed five years ago on October 8th.

Oh, if you want to check my webpage, feel free to click on Ridor's Page.

I'm off to bed, it beckons me to sleep in peace. This weekend, I should have Beau here for the night or two. Yay.


Monday, October 13, 2003

What a weekend! I had a good time in the District. As expected, some stuff are good and bad.

It was good to see Rob and spend some quality time with him. then it was good to be back in a place I really liked -- Green Lantern. then the Apex. Plenty of drama as usual. But I was bored. I noticed something interesting about myself at the Apex. Lots of people were dramatic. I got tired of it so quickly. I think I matured quickly in New York to apoint where I think these petty dramas were simply childish.

On Friday night, it was fun to hang out at Gallaudet. It was good to see some people. Saw Delanne, Mark, Paula, Jason, Ken and so on. Then went to the Pre-HC Bash party, I was thrilled and enamored to see Todd and Dyan! Aaron and I hung out together. Generally, it was very somber party for me, personally. I'm 29. My time at Gallaudet is finished.

Aaron and I chatted a lot. It was so easy to make him laugh. It was so easy to make him *guffaw* uncontrollably. All you have to do is to tell him the true story about my experiences. Such a sweet and beautiful boy. Ben & Aaron are someone I try to cherish behind the screens.

On Saturday, I am not fond of Homecoming Day because of its massive numbers of deaf people. It is hard to greet and talk with everyone you wanted to see. But that is something I am used to.

Later in the evening, I went to the Washington Plaza Hotel for the Eye Party with friends. I get to see some old friends. But one guy offended me with his stupid behavior. Cody Sadler is that name. That guy is always oddball since he first came to Gallaudet. He thinks he's all that. But he is not. At the party, I did nothing but watching the people mingle and holding my wine. Suddenly, Cody came to me and jerked my arm (where I was holding my wine) to get my attention. No, wine did not spill over but it startled me. I turned to look at him and said, "Do not do that again, please." His approach was very condescending, "whatever you say, how is your life in NYC?" that was rude, disgusting and stupid. I do not hate him. Never had to do that. I always pitied him from day one. He is not attractive. His personality is not great. His intelligence is all twisted. In fact, if he tried to look at his mirror, it'd groan and crack in thousand pieces. That is when you will know that it is Cody Sadler.

Otherwise, I had a good time with old friends and I returned to New York on Sunday night. For the time being, New York is my home. I look forward to the day Ben and Aaron makes their first journey to New York!

Oh, oh. I met CWOME! He's charming, cute and all that. Just what I expected all along. Beth is getting outrageous each time I see her. Must be age or experience?

Oh, I gotta tell you something ... I got the pics of two Gallaudet homos students having sex. It is interesting. Disgusting but yet interesting. *evil cackling*

Until then,


Wednesday, October 08, 2003

Beau read JSA #51 last Saturday night. Then he said, "I know why you liked Mordru." I smiled and looked at him for an answer. He then smiled and wrote down, "He says things as it is."

Bingo! Beau gets it right. It is not matter of how powerful he is with his magic or his chronal energies, it is how he talks.

"My mistake, boy. Such a wonderfully grand entrance! But you are still a pretender. A weak mind. Weak soul. Lost in your own self-pity. Hiding under that helmet. I do not know how you managed to return to the mortal plane but where I banish you next -- you'll never return!"

"Coward?! I fear nothing! You are nothing!!"

"If I must die to escape a life of anguish and misery ... then so shall you!"

"Ahh, you cannot know how good this feels, Time Mistress ... if we are truly to accomplish this quickly ... come with me." (Mordru then wiped out 8 mages in a blink, absorbed their powers and souls, these 8 mages never had a time to think or react).

As you can see, I love Mordru. He's badass character who does not give a shit about others but himself.



P.S. Beth, I just realized something ... remember we often chatted about stupid things when we were flying high? That was fun ... sigh ... we gotta do it again someday.

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

Oh, one more thing. I forgot to mention something.

Another tabloid in NYC, NY POST, it is far trashy and worse than NY Daily News, in my opinion.

It had a great headline that you will never find it in The Washington Post, Wall Street journal or even USA TODAY. It reads: "THAT FILTHY WOMAN!!"

The article was about the court found the mother guilty of not taking care of her son who lived in filthy home. Her son was ten years (or 12? Cannot remember.) old who smelled bad, had a bad breath and was constantly harrassed by his school classmates and in the end, he killed himself.

NY POST really had it out on that stupid bitch for not being responsible mother.

Gotta love these tabloids.

Saw "Yossi & Jagger".

Out of 4 stars, I give it 0.4. For 71 minutes, nothing really materialized. I knew that Yossi loved Jagger. Jagger wanted Yossi to utter the dread three words which Yossi refused. Yossi & Jagger's comrades are waste of time -- why do they belittle each other throughout the film? The dialogue was pretty dead. Then in end, nothing really happened. Nothing changed. Waste of my fuckin' time and $.

Actually, I must admit that this film is the only movie that has a better poster than the film itself.

I is the VEE at peers around me. You know, I really *hated* taller hearing men sitting in front of me (I'm 5'6, for god's sake). And what really made me want to kill them is when they try to go higher so that they can read the subtitles. Totally forced me to STAND so I can read the subtitles. It almost happened today, but thank God, he lowered his fat head.

You know, that film is consistent of what I call: Eurotrash flicks. These films always end on a bad or ambiguous note. Ugh. "Yossi & Jagger" is like that.

When I was waiting for the film to start, I was reading NY Daily News (God bless 'em!), a tabloid in NYC -- I was reading about Jeremy Shockey. He is professional football player for New York Giants. He has a motormouth that often landed him in trouble with the media, mass and folks at Giants. Among the offensive tactics, he cracked at gay people last summer. He said something about refusing to shower with gays. And the most recent article was about him shouting at fans who were leaving earlier during the game with 5 minutes left. He said something to an effect, "YOU LOUSY FANS, GIVE YOUR TICKETS TO SOMEONE ELSE, DONT COME BACK!" Something like that. Of course, NY Daily News made a drama of it.

I was thinking ... why not having a bad guy or good guy in a film or TV show, maybe something happened. They visited someone's home and made a threat on that guy's life for something (be it drugs or whatever, I dont care!) -- then the guy with the guns saw the poster of Jeremy Shockey on the wall. Smiled. Then asked the victim if he liked Jeremy. He nodded. Then the bad (or good) guy then used his guns to strafe the poster and said, "My brother is gay, I love him. Shockey better stay away from me." Something like that. That would be champ! This would send a good message to TV viewers! And to Shockey.

Ahh, it's 1:06 AM. Time for me to go to bed. You know, I am starting to realize that I do like Beau. He lets me do whatever I wanted to, as long as we just communicate with each other. Such a low maintenance guy, he is. It is not something I am used to it but I can learn.

Ahh, I just read Beth's blogs. I agreed with her about someone's mood swings these days. It is getting to me.

Good nite, dudettes.


I hate Andrew Sullivan. I sort of liked Michelangelo Signorile. But NYC men are inane. Last night, I was chatting with someone online. He liked me for a while until he discovered that I'm Deaf. No big deal, right? No, it is big deal to him. He said he can not date a deaf person because he has to learn ASL. He said I need to find a person who likes ASL in order to go out with me.

I was offended. I was like, "Fuck you! I want a person to like me for who I am, not because of my fuckin' language, you dumbfuck!" He is a Musician -- his name is Adam -- you can find him on some website. He is going to be the DJ for Growlorama, an event sponsored by NY Bears and Cubs organization.

Men can be mean. Especially hearing men. I must admit that I never encountered such a condescending attitude like this in DC when I was there. But in NYC, Adam was third person to say that, I believe, in my face. Know what I did next? I disparaged him and bombarded him that he is such a stupid hearie because he loves music so much. He is obsessed with the sounds that elicits out of machines. How pitiful.

Now, about Growlorama, Adam said that I should stay here this weekend instead of going to DC to show some support for Growlorama event which is doing a good "cause" by fundraising $$ for HIV/AIDS organizations. I think it is stupid. Utterly *stupid*. Know why? They hosted a "play party" where a lot of sex took place, most of them are barebacking. Barebacking means "no rubbers". Why fundraising if you have these parties? If they want to get HIV/AIDS, more power to them but don't feed them with my money.

I will stick to the plan -- that is, going to DC and reunite with my old friends this weekend.

Sullivan is conservative but he is hypocrite. Signorile exposed the truth about him and his activities. Signorile is liberal but uses common sense. But lots of people demonized him for attacking Sullivan. I do not. But otherwise, I think I stand out from both of them -- I do not give a cent to the HIV/AIDS organizations at all. Because there are many, many people who do not care about getting it in the first place. So why bother? Let the disease weed them out. Darwinism is great, ain't it?

I'm heading off to see "Yossi & Jagger" film, it should be fun. It is an Israeli film about two men who were in the military and fell in love with ... each other! What an erotic.

Then only one more day before I reach my Domain!



P.S. Rob, you better be ready!

Monday, October 06, 2003

The sun rises slowly over Manhattan and I'm still on antibiotics. It is cold here. I'm heading to Waldenbooks at Rockfeller Center to use up the damned gift certificate. God, I hate Waldenbooks. Why not Barnes&Noble Booksellers or Borders?! Stupid my sister!

Last night, I chatted with Merritt. The tone of his implicated that this weekend is going to be ... insane. So one day at a time.

Roses are red, violets are purple, men are pigs. But sometimes you got to eat bacon because it is delicious. What I am trying to say is that, we have to give someone else a *chance*. Even if he bashed me too much lately, I think I will still give it a shot if it can be done.

Oh, one more thing, CWOME, no, I do not have warts. Thanks for your genuine concern. Having Throat Infection does not mean that you will get warts. That is what your theological seminaries would teach. How pitiful.


Sunday, October 05, 2003

Beau came over last night. He was sweet. And for the first time, he was able to hear what kind of roommates do when they talk. Beau said that the younger one's voice is so high-pitched, whiny and weird. The older guy's voice is more of passive, nicer and conformist to the younger one. Beau also mentioned that the younger guy sounds very anti-social. Makes sense.


Speaking of interesting things, NYC continues to amaze me. Just read the article in Daily News at the coffee house just two blocks from my abode. Had a picture of a full-sized tiger roaring at NYPD Cop who rappells down the 15th story building in a housing project in Harlem! turns out that a tenant kept a tiger and an alligator in the apartment. The NYPD Cop had to shoot the tranquilizer into the tiger to take it to Cleveland, Ohio.

God, it only happens in New York! Too bad it did not go to Cincinnati to entertain some guy named CWO.

Hey, CWO, at least, I kissed beautiful men. I wondered if you do the same ... nah, you do not.

I can't wait to make my grand entrance to DC in few days. Prior to that, I think I'll catch a matinee to see "Yossi & Jasser", an Israeli film about two military guys who fell in love with each other. Such a butch story.

I can't believe I'd say this but I do miss Merritt. It'll be fun to see him being so dramaticover the weekend in my domain.



Saturday, October 04, 2003

RE: Chipotle's. there is ONE in New York! At Grand Central Terminal!! As soon as I am recovering from my illness, I might check it out and celebrate like a little boy. :-)

Speaking of illness, I was sick with Throat Infection and 102.6 temperature. Funny Nothing! I hate being sick. It always made me paranoid. Made me wonder if I got it from a kiss, sex or even, a hug by Beth. To make things worse, when I told CWO about my illness, he was quicker to say, "You kiss too many frogs".

He was referring to the kisses I received from different men in NYC. Yes, I must admit that I kissed many men in NYC than I did in DC in 10 years. If the opportunity is there, why not? It is not case of being a whore. A kiss is always nice. Well, there are some stupid and immature people out there.

I can't wait for the trip to the District on October 9 through 12. It will be my first time to be in Washington, DC since June 2nd, 2003. That is *five* months away from D.C. First thing when I arrive is going out to a dinner with Rob, a special friend of mine (gasp! he is hearing!) then head off to my favorite bar, Green Lantern, for its famous free drinks if you take your shirt off for an hour!! Then I'm going to crash The Apex and someone has to *announce* that I am back!

This weekend is going to be a blast ... blast ... and wild times!

Will let y'all know about it ... yahoo!