After meeting a friend to discuss few things, I wanted to check a new gay bar on 8 Avenue between 18 and 19 Street, it is not even named -- some said Jim's Sports Bar. Yes, you read this.
I learned from DowntownLad who mentioned about it. Being the football and basketball fan who also enjoyed the camarederie and atmosphere of casual sports bar, I wanted to stop by this particular bar to check it out.
Yes, they have the typical huge TV screens for sports. But it is so gay. Who drinks martini drinks in a sports bar?! Who wears the turtleneck sweaters in a sports bar? Who wears the gucci pants in the sports bar? Suffice to say, I was not impressed. It was more intimidating -- too modernistic to be the casual sports bar to begin with. I cringed at the numbers of men, they were not there to socialize and cheer their teams, they were there to cruise each other and probably mutter who's who is wearing the latest trend of fashion crap.
I stayed for about 15 to 20 minutes, I could not bear the sight of gay men in a sports bar. This is so wrong. So tasteless of gay men to dress "chic" clothes in a sports bar. That is so ... like Carson Kreesley trying to spit his mucus out.
Next time, I will return -- but with few friends. To make sure that this bar will not turn out to be like G Lounge or XL. There are enough bars for that kind. Let the Sports Bar be the casual sports bar, not the place to cruise each other.
Why did I complain? Because I am a fan of sports, I am an Irish/Scottish origins, I guess -- a part of me likes to be ... casual and honest. Bit rowdy but honest. This bar, I'm not sure it will turn out like a casual sports bar since I already saw guys wearing fancy clothes, turtleneck clothes and drinking martini drinks?
Can you imagine a gay guy trying to balance his martini drink and cheer on for Yankees? What a nightmare.
I thought it was a mistake to set up one in Chelsea. The fitting place is in East Village. Since they already set up in Chelsea not far from G Lounge (!!) and SBNY, they need to bring some lesbians in the mix to make sure that the theme of the bar remains sports.
For now, the bar -- I graded it C-.
R-
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Ridor's Bitch Session III
I'm sick of ur political grandstanding. Leave the poor girl and her family out of it. Culture of Life, my ass. I can't even watch the damned news anymore.
Kurzetard- Your bashing comments on certain individuals are full of ****!!! In other words, you are a LIAR! Oh, to the readers, want to know the true version about roach-egg hoax in mass email? It will be on other blog SOON!
For those who brownosing on my spring break!
Don't u hate it when people act like they are a good buddy of yours on spring break but when it comes to Gallaudet Campus they totally ignore u or give some dirty look on ur face, I don't like u on both sides AND at least I'm real, so buzz off!
Sean Virnig- You still suck! You were despised during college and your employees hate you. You think you're all that but you're still what you've always been-a dolt.
Yo L, stop being a FUCKING baby and grow up. No one wants to deal with your temper trantrums of a 37 year old wannabe actor who cheats out his deaf roommates their rent $$ and never admits he does anything wrong!
To my friend whom I am concerned, Lee T. Stop drinking and taking so much drugs -- We all DO care!
When are you going to pick up your damn tv stand?
Ridor Responds: When I get a car. I ain't take the damned TV stand into a subway for the world to see!
123...ABC... Forever!
A Marine Asked To Divorce A Deaf Woman -- were you shocked by that? Only naive people do.
I hate St. Patrick's Day. St. Patrick came from England to help Ireland. What's the big deal with St. Patrick's Day?
RT, Why are you in "The Incredibles" as the Syndrome?
McFly is Elise Kilholm-Whitworth? Someone must be high on Crystal Meth.
Keith and Silas are coming! Act busy, New Yorkers!
Laurent looks nice place to live but with 1,000 people in the town, is it wise to have several buildings that has four stories high? I'm very skeptical. Let's start with small buildings, not big ones.
Boo hoo, Terri's parents cannot do a thing. Some X-ians whined about the lack of parental rights. About time they finally get to taste what many gay people were denied of medical rights when they cannot see their loved ones when they were sick or dying. An eye for an eye.
Bush helped to stir the democracy in Middle East? Wake up. Do you truly think the folks in Middle East never contemplated about democracy until Bush came in? It is all about timing. Bush has nothing to do with it.
Kurzetard- Your bashing comments on certain individuals are full of ****!!! In other words, you are a LIAR! Oh, to the readers, want to know the true version about roach-egg hoax in mass email? It will be on other blog SOON!
For those who brownosing on my spring break!
Don't u hate it when people act like they are a good buddy of yours on spring break but when it comes to Gallaudet Campus they totally ignore u or give some dirty look on ur face, I don't like u on both sides AND at least I'm real, so buzz off!
Sean Virnig- You still suck! You were despised during college and your employees hate you. You think you're all that but you're still what you've always been-a dolt.
Yo L, stop being a FUCKING baby and grow up. No one wants to deal with your temper trantrums of a 37 year old wannabe actor who cheats out his deaf roommates their rent $$ and never admits he does anything wrong!
To my friend whom I am concerned, Lee T. Stop drinking and taking so much drugs -- We all DO care!
When are you going to pick up your damn tv stand?
Ridor Responds: When I get a car. I ain't take the damned TV stand into a subway for the world to see!
123...ABC... Forever!
A Marine Asked To Divorce A Deaf Woman -- were you shocked by that? Only naive people do.
I hate St. Patrick's Day. St. Patrick came from England to help Ireland. What's the big deal with St. Patrick's Day?
RT, Why are you in "The Incredibles" as the Syndrome?
McFly is Elise Kilholm-Whitworth? Someone must be high on Crystal Meth.
Keith and Silas are coming! Act busy, New Yorkers!
Laurent looks nice place to live but with 1,000 people in the town, is it wise to have several buildings that has four stories high? I'm very skeptical. Let's start with small buildings, not big ones.
Boo hoo, Terri's parents cannot do a thing. Some X-ians whined about the lack of parental rights. About time they finally get to taste what many gay people were denied of medical rights when they cannot see their loved ones when they were sick or dying. An eye for an eye.
Bush helped to stir the democracy in Middle East? Wake up. Do you truly think the folks in Middle East never contemplated about democracy until Bush came in? It is all about timing. Bush has nothing to do with it.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
To West Virginia Men's Basketball Team
Category: Sports
You guys rock!
Patrick Beilein, you rock! Jon Herber, you rock! Mike Gansey, you rock! All of you guys did a great job. Damn Pitino and his Louisville for staging a wild comeback. Even if I'm not a fan of West Virginia University, but you guys are awesome. John Beilein is an outstanding coach. Rick Pitino is lucky to pull this out.
I'm still down about the game. 20-point lead! A barrage of 3-pointers that sets the school record. Absolutely amazing!
And the best of all, nearly all guys on the team are hot! I'd be in "Wild and Wonderful" if they grope me!
On a serious note, I always liked John Beilein. He coached Richmond Spiders for 4 or 5 seasons, he did a great job for a school in mid-major conference in terms of coaching, recruiting and community service. John is cool guy, he often wore the sneakers with a tie and khaki pants during the games. That was bit odd but he manages to get his players to believe in his system and the result is what you already saw their performance in the last 23 games, they came out of each game with an attitude that they are not "skilled" but they can beat you because they believed in teamwork.
In the first half of Elite Eight, you can see how terrified Louisville players were when WVU bombed them with many 3-pointers. If not for Rick Pitino, Louisville Cardinals would fall apart and WVU Mountaineers would be in Final Four.
Sigh. Damn it.
You know, you can make a sign that can resemble the geography of West Virginia?
1. You only need to use one hand.
2. Close your hand to make a fist.
3. Make sure that your thumb is on by the right side. Then stick the thumb out.
4. Extend your middle finger out.
Now, look at your hand, it resembled the geography of West Virginia. Cool?
R-
You guys rock!
Patrick Beilein, you rock! Jon Herber, you rock! Mike Gansey, you rock! All of you guys did a great job. Damn Pitino and his Louisville for staging a wild comeback. Even if I'm not a fan of West Virginia University, but you guys are awesome. John Beilein is an outstanding coach. Rick Pitino is lucky to pull this out.
I'm still down about the game. 20-point lead! A barrage of 3-pointers that sets the school record. Absolutely amazing!
And the best of all, nearly all guys on the team are hot! I'd be in "Wild and Wonderful" if they grope me!
On a serious note, I always liked John Beilein. He coached Richmond Spiders for 4 or 5 seasons, he did a great job for a school in mid-major conference in terms of coaching, recruiting and community service. John is cool guy, he often wore the sneakers with a tie and khaki pants during the games. That was bit odd but he manages to get his players to believe in his system and the result is what you already saw their performance in the last 23 games, they came out of each game with an attitude that they are not "skilled" but they can beat you because they believed in teamwork.
In the first half of Elite Eight, you can see how terrified Louisville players were when WVU bombed them with many 3-pointers. If not for Rick Pitino, Louisville Cardinals would fall apart and WVU Mountaineers would be in Final Four.
Sigh. Damn it.
You know, you can make a sign that can resemble the geography of West Virginia?
1. You only need to use one hand.
2. Close your hand to make a fist.
3. Make sure that your thumb is on by the right side. Then stick the thumb out.
4. Extend your middle finger out.
Now, look at your hand, it resembled the geography of West Virginia. Cool?
R-
Tried This, Never Will Try Again
Today, I decided that I needed a haircut since the thick hair on the back of my skull made it difficult for me to sleep well. So after talking with Perlis about having a haircut, I decided to risk myself to a local barber shop which I can see that it is full of hispanic folks. Perlis said they're not "that" bad, but it's alright.
I thought that it'd be a good experience to get a haircut from different places. So I went around the block to a local barber shop. When I entered the premise, the folks who worked there seemed to be stunned that a caucasian with thick hair is in their shop. One taller African American barber asked me by voice, I gestured that I'm Deaf. He gestured, "Cut?" I nodded, he smiled and was bit puzzled but told me to sit.
This is obviously a Dominican Republic-style barber shop -- everyone practically shouted at each other. Even the workers' kids run rampant around the shop. That was OK with me. I wrote down on the paper pad, asking the barber that I'd like my sides to be trimmed as much as a half-inch and that the top of my head has to remain more than 1 or 2 inch long.
Gave it to the same African American barber, he is big -- kinda intimidating but you can tell that he is bit goofy and jolly. He reads it and nodded. Shortly, he ordered me to sit down.
I felt something is wrong with it as he buzzed the cutter machine (Don't know how to spell it, though!) against the skin of my right side. I was stunned when he pulled off, it is not half-inch, it is practically hairless! I panicked and told him to give me the paper pad and pointed to the instruction -- he wrote one word: Mushroom!
Oh, fuck. Then he threw the paper pad over on the counter and gestured me to be quiet. I grimaced. He totally buzzed all sides. I could not believe it -- I growled, he pulled off and said in very condescending tone with a gesture to silence me and implied that he knew his job and for me to be quiet.
After 25 minutes of destroying my hair, I was speechless. I looked like 4 years old kid, Hairless on all sides, but 1 1/2 inch on the top -- practically making me a "mushroom" guy. I paid him for his service, no tip. Fuck him. I walked back home, people were staring at me. I felt so stupid.
Perlis saw it and was horrified and said, "I don't like this -- you have to do it again tomorrow!"
I intend to. I may end up looking a jarhead by the end of Easter Sunday, anyway! Sempfer Fi!
R-
I thought that it'd be a good experience to get a haircut from different places. So I went around the block to a local barber shop. When I entered the premise, the folks who worked there seemed to be stunned that a caucasian with thick hair is in their shop. One taller African American barber asked me by voice, I gestured that I'm Deaf. He gestured, "Cut?" I nodded, he smiled and was bit puzzled but told me to sit.
This is obviously a Dominican Republic-style barber shop -- everyone practically shouted at each other. Even the workers' kids run rampant around the shop. That was OK with me. I wrote down on the paper pad, asking the barber that I'd like my sides to be trimmed as much as a half-inch and that the top of my head has to remain more than 1 or 2 inch long.
Gave it to the same African American barber, he is big -- kinda intimidating but you can tell that he is bit goofy and jolly. He reads it and nodded. Shortly, he ordered me to sit down.
I felt something is wrong with it as he buzzed the cutter machine (Don't know how to spell it, though!) against the skin of my right side. I was stunned when he pulled off, it is not half-inch, it is practically hairless! I panicked and told him to give me the paper pad and pointed to the instruction -- he wrote one word: Mushroom!
Oh, fuck. Then he threw the paper pad over on the counter and gestured me to be quiet. I grimaced. He totally buzzed all sides. I could not believe it -- I growled, he pulled off and said in very condescending tone with a gesture to silence me and implied that he knew his job and for me to be quiet.
After 25 minutes of destroying my hair, I was speechless. I looked like 4 years old kid, Hairless on all sides, but 1 1/2 inch on the top -- practically making me a "mushroom" guy. I paid him for his service, no tip. Fuck him. I walked back home, people were staring at me. I felt so stupid.
Perlis saw it and was horrified and said, "I don't like this -- you have to do it again tomorrow!"
I intend to. I may end up looking a jarhead by the end of Easter Sunday, anyway! Sempfer Fi!
R-
Karma, Dharma, Pudding And Pie
Perlis showed this to me today and I liked it. She said that her grandmother gave it to her. Enjoy this.
R-
* * *
O Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie,
gimme a break before I die:
grant me wisdom, will & wit,
purity, probity, pluck & grit.
Trustworthy, loyal, helpful, kind,
gimme great abs & a steel-trap mind,
and forgive, Ye Gods, some humble advice --
these little blessings would suffice
to beget an earthly paradise:
make the bad people good --
make the good people nice;
and before our world goes over the brink,
teach the believers how to think.
* * *
R-
* * *
O Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie,
gimme a break before I die:
grant me wisdom, will & wit,
purity, probity, pluck & grit.
Trustworthy, loyal, helpful, kind,
gimme great abs & a steel-trap mind,
and forgive, Ye Gods, some humble advice --
these little blessings would suffice
to beget an earthly paradise:
make the bad people good --
make the good people nice;
and before our world goes over the brink,
teach the believers how to think.
* * *
The Trip to Staten Island
Perlis asked me few days ago whether if I wanted to go to Staten Island Club of the Deaf (SICD) for some concert on Friday night. I immediately said yes, mainly because I want to know what the famed SICD is all about.
The parties are sort of legendary at SICD. Granted that last night was not bona fide party of all times but it was good to be home.
The last time I entered the club of the deaf was in Shenandoah Valley in Staunton, Virginia. My father used to be the President of Richmond Club of the Deaf before it folded in Downtown Richmond. So many funny things happened in the place.
Last night, Perlis and I met Kaybee and Regan at the Battery Park Ferry Terminal to catch the ferry to Staten Island (FYI to Non-NYCers, the ferry to Staten Island is *free*). The boat took us from Manhattan to Staten Island -- the view of Manhattan is magnificent. It is amazing to see the island being constructed by men.
The last time I stepped on Staten Island was in '03 when I drove through the island to settle down in Brooklyn. So it was interesting to browse through the island to the destination.
I recognized few familiar faces. Since there was a concert, most hearing people came to the SICD (most are sign-wannabes, but don't worry, I did not hack their hands off). I had a good time chatting with people -- it brought the memories of oldtimes with Richmond and Shenandoah Valley. I was bit buzzed.
Of course, every deaf club always has one or two bizarre incidents all the time. I actually saw the President of SICD chatting with a female. That guy is so disgusting but that does not stop the girl from giggling or condemning him. He said, "YOU HAVE NICE BOOBS, ME HAVE ONE TOO. LOOK AT IT!"
He actually pointed at his breasts to prove that he has it as well. I could not believe it. The girl giggled and lightly slapped on the guy's hands as he roared with heavy fits of laughter. I'm like, gross. Gross.
I saw one cute guy -- probably not smart -- yin-yang thing. Smart, ugly looks. Dumb, cute looks. U know these things. He is cute, but it was difficult to talk with him. Oh, well. Saw another cute guy that I refused to introduce myself so ... I had someone to divulge me the information about him. I was disappointed. He's married, has two kids. But again, this is New York City. One can play at this occasionally.
Stefan, a guy from Romania which some of you knew him from MSSD who led me, kaybee, Perlis and Regan to the ferry terminal and all of us split to our places. Perlis and I got home at 430 AM.
I told the bartender at SICD, "This is my first time to be here in SICD. I really enjoyed this very much. Good memories of my oldtimes in Richmond and Staunton. You can bet that it won't be the last time I ever come to SICD." He smiled and grabbed me for a bearhug. You know the rough thing that does with the hug by straight men? They seemed to love this shit. Scared me silly, but warm enough. Thanks for a wonderful night.
FagPatriot Is Gone! My friends, FagPatriot has resigned from writing on his blog and turned it over to GayPatriotWest. Reason? Nobody really knew but someone said that FagPatriot wrote an entry along with two pictures of John Aravosis, the owner of AMERICAblog.org, and Mike Rogers, the owner of blogACTIVE.com, and branded them as terrorists. Apparently, they responded with a force that caused FagPatriot to resign from doing anything else on his blog. God bless John and Mike. Thank you for getting rid of FagPatriot.
The lesson of this incident: Do Not Fuck With John or Mike!
R-
The parties are sort of legendary at SICD. Granted that last night was not bona fide party of all times but it was good to be home.
The last time I entered the club of the deaf was in Shenandoah Valley in Staunton, Virginia. My father used to be the President of Richmond Club of the Deaf before it folded in Downtown Richmond. So many funny things happened in the place.
Last night, Perlis and I met Kaybee and Regan at the Battery Park Ferry Terminal to catch the ferry to Staten Island (FYI to Non-NYCers, the ferry to Staten Island is *free*). The boat took us from Manhattan to Staten Island -- the view of Manhattan is magnificent. It is amazing to see the island being constructed by men.
The last time I stepped on Staten Island was in '03 when I drove through the island to settle down in Brooklyn. So it was interesting to browse through the island to the destination.
I recognized few familiar faces. Since there was a concert, most hearing people came to the SICD (most are sign-wannabes, but don't worry, I did not hack their hands off). I had a good time chatting with people -- it brought the memories of oldtimes with Richmond and Shenandoah Valley. I was bit buzzed.
Of course, every deaf club always has one or two bizarre incidents all the time. I actually saw the President of SICD chatting with a female. That guy is so disgusting but that does not stop the girl from giggling or condemning him. He said, "YOU HAVE NICE BOOBS, ME HAVE ONE TOO. LOOK AT IT!"
He actually pointed at his breasts to prove that he has it as well. I could not believe it. The girl giggled and lightly slapped on the guy's hands as he roared with heavy fits of laughter. I'm like, gross. Gross.
I saw one cute guy -- probably not smart -- yin-yang thing. Smart, ugly looks. Dumb, cute looks. U know these things. He is cute, but it was difficult to talk with him. Oh, well. Saw another cute guy that I refused to introduce myself so ... I had someone to divulge me the information about him. I was disappointed. He's married, has two kids. But again, this is New York City. One can play at this occasionally.
Stefan, a guy from Romania which some of you knew him from MSSD who led me, kaybee, Perlis and Regan to the ferry terminal and all of us split to our places. Perlis and I got home at 430 AM.
I told the bartender at SICD, "This is my first time to be here in SICD. I really enjoyed this very much. Good memories of my oldtimes in Richmond and Staunton. You can bet that it won't be the last time I ever come to SICD." He smiled and grabbed me for a bearhug. You know the rough thing that does with the hug by straight men? They seemed to love this shit. Scared me silly, but warm enough. Thanks for a wonderful night.
FagPatriot Is Gone! My friends, FagPatriot has resigned from writing on his blog and turned it over to GayPatriotWest. Reason? Nobody really knew but someone said that FagPatriot wrote an entry along with two pictures of John Aravosis, the owner of AMERICAblog.org, and Mike Rogers, the owner of blogACTIVE.com, and branded them as terrorists. Apparently, they responded with a force that caused FagPatriot to resign from doing anything else on his blog. God bless John and Mike. Thank you for getting rid of FagPatriot.
The lesson of this incident: Do Not Fuck With John or Mike!
R-
Thursday, March 24, 2005
I Never Thought I'd Mention This University!
Category: Sports
In the NCAA Women's Basketball Tournament, Liberty University reached the Sweet Sixteen for the first time in its history as well as the first time in the history of Big South Conference. Big South Conference is not big-time conference like Southeastern, Big Ten, Atlantic Coast or Big East. I believe it is the first time that a team from Big South (men's or women's) that ever advanced to the Sweet Sixteen of the tournament.
Liberty University was founded by Jerry Falwell, the right-wing religious, conservative and Republican nut who terrorized, blasted and destroyed many people's lives in the name of Jesus Christ. The only person that truly defied him was Larry Flynt.
However, back to the sport, it is ironic that Liberty was not able to beat Virginia, Virginia Tech, Old Dominion and Richmond during the regular season -- these teams are in the same state with Liberty. And all four teams bowed out of the tournament in the first and second rounds but Liberty sprinted ahead to face No. 1 Louisiana State.
There are some inside jokes about Liberty's close ties to Christianity. They beat Penn State Lions, 78-70 and Depaul Blue Demons, 88-79. Some joked that Christians beat Lions and Demons, just like in the Bible! Jeez.
I wonder if the Bible has something about the Tigers which is the mascot of Louisiana State? Anyone know anything about it?
I must admit that Liberty was lucky to have a player who discovered her confidence in herself. Katie Feenstra, a 6'8 post player who is also big, fat chick. When I say, "big, fat chick" -- I meant in a good compliment. She is not a pencil, she is not thin. She is big. For a long time, she seemed to wither against the stronger teams outside of Big South Conference. But after seeing her play against Penn State and DePaul, she was virtually unstoppable. Just pass the ball to her, she'll hold the ball above everyone and turn towards the basket and shoot over the post players. Nobody can really push her or knock her down. She's big enough to whack Sonny Wasilowski's favorite player, Janel McCarville.
So with the perfect timing of discovering her confidence, Liberty sprinted to its first Sweet Sixteeen appearance.
I'm glad for Katie Feenstra, Kristal Tharp, Rima Margeviciute and Daina Staugaitiene because they deserved it. But they played for wrong school. For God's sake, Liberty is Falwell's training school for X-ian nuts!
R-
In the NCAA Women's Basketball Tournament, Liberty University reached the Sweet Sixteen for the first time in its history as well as the first time in the history of Big South Conference. Big South Conference is not big-time conference like Southeastern, Big Ten, Atlantic Coast or Big East. I believe it is the first time that a team from Big South (men's or women's) that ever advanced to the Sweet Sixteen of the tournament.
Liberty University was founded by Jerry Falwell, the right-wing religious, conservative and Republican nut who terrorized, blasted and destroyed many people's lives in the name of Jesus Christ. The only person that truly defied him was Larry Flynt.
However, back to the sport, it is ironic that Liberty was not able to beat Virginia, Virginia Tech, Old Dominion and Richmond during the regular season -- these teams are in the same state with Liberty. And all four teams bowed out of the tournament in the first and second rounds but Liberty sprinted ahead to face No. 1 Louisiana State.
There are some inside jokes about Liberty's close ties to Christianity. They beat Penn State Lions, 78-70 and Depaul Blue Demons, 88-79. Some joked that Christians beat Lions and Demons, just like in the Bible! Jeez.
I wonder if the Bible has something about the Tigers which is the mascot of Louisiana State? Anyone know anything about it?
I must admit that Liberty was lucky to have a player who discovered her confidence in herself. Katie Feenstra, a 6'8 post player who is also big, fat chick. When I say, "big, fat chick" -- I meant in a good compliment. She is not a pencil, she is not thin. She is big. For a long time, she seemed to wither against the stronger teams outside of Big South Conference. But after seeing her play against Penn State and DePaul, she was virtually unstoppable. Just pass the ball to her, she'll hold the ball above everyone and turn towards the basket and shoot over the post players. Nobody can really push her or knock her down. She's big enough to whack Sonny Wasilowski's favorite player, Janel McCarville.
So with the perfect timing of discovering her confidence, Liberty sprinted to its first Sweet Sixteeen appearance.
I'm glad for Katie Feenstra, Kristal Tharp, Rima Margeviciute and Daina Staugaitiene because they deserved it. But they played for wrong school. For God's sake, Liberty is Falwell's training school for X-ian nuts!
R-
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