Monday, July 18, 2005

7.18.05 Tidbits

Too Little, Too Late: RAD 2005 Conference will begin tomorrow morning at Grand Hyatt Hotel. Bill Terrell, RAD 2005 Chairman, finally distributed the list of workshops/presenters/exhibitors via the email distributiion list. I'll copy and paste for you to read it -- I personally thought it was unprofessional and pathetic way to post it up. It looks like it was done in a rush.

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Hello Brothers and Sisters:

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Wow!, what fascinating workshops we are having for RAD 2005 Conference. I encourage you all to attend any of the workshops.

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Here is the list of workshop presenters and their topics:

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1:00 pm – 2:30 pm                    Eliza Greenwoo d                                     Wilson

                                               “Are You Gender-Queer?”

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1:00 pm – 2:30 pm                    Irvine Stewart                                           Roosevelt

                                               “Perspective on Diversity”

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Philip Rubin                                               Cabin John

                                               “Palm Springs – Alternative Lifestyle

                                               For Deaf KGBT Adult Community?”

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Debbie Fink                                              Arlington

                                               “What is the Breast Cancer Genetic

                                               Test?”

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4:15 pm – 5:45 pm                    Special Interests Group (SIG)

                                               Deaf Senior Citizens                                 Constitution C

                                               Deaf Womyn                                             Constitution D

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Transgender                                              Roosevelt

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

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1:00 pm – 2:30 pm                    Eric Eldtrich                                             Constitution C

                                               “Not Religion, Spiritulaity”

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1:00 pm – 2:30 pm                    Eliza Greenwood                                      Constitution D

                                               “So, You Think You Can Make

                                               Some Deaf-Queer Art?”

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Maria Herndenz/ Jim Maloney                  Constitution C

                                               “Deaf Perspective on the Gay Games

                                               VII, Chicago 2006”

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Bryan Loyd                                            Constitution E

                                               “Let’s Welcome College LGBTIQ

Students to RAD. Now What?”

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Phil Rubin                                               Wilson/Roosevelt

                                               “31 Flavors of Sex”

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Friday, July 22, 2005

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1:00 pm – 2:30 pm                    Louis Schwarz                                         Constitution C

                                               “Step to Financial Security for

                                               Lesbian and Gay Couples”

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1:00 pm – 2:30 pm                    Rene Vargas (Youth Coordinator)             Constitution D

                                               “Come Out and Celebrate”

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Sharon Duchesneau/Candace McCullough  Constitution C

                                               “Discussion Group on LGBT Parenting

                                               Issues: Open to Parents and Prospective

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2:30 pm – 4:00 pm                    Bryan Lloyd/Steve Lovi                            Constitution E

                                               “What Me Worry? I am ALLY,

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1:00 pm – 4:00 pm                    IDL / IDB Meeting                                  Wilson/Roosevelt

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I look forward to seeing you all soon.

RADly yours,

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Bill Terrell
RAD2005 Chairperson

Note: The errors that you just saw is not my own but Bill Terrell's shoddy job of delivering the message to the readers and RAD participants. Grand, is it?

Tyrone Giordano! Saw the picture of Tyrone sitting along with Sarah Jessica Parker and Craig T. Nelson, Diane Keaton and Luke Wilson in TIME Magazine, July 18, 2005, page 81. Ty certainly is going somewhere else.

Be Amused Or Not To Be Amused? I was riding on the Amtrak train to Washington, DC today. I stumbled upon an article about Denis Leahy's life. It was mentioned that Denis, like me, gets off on using f-bombs in conversations, mainly because he grew up hanging out at a corner in Worcester, Massachusetts where he learned the art of shooting people down with rapid manner of words in the process. Just like me. He mentioned that he used to be annoyed by people doing pitiful things to each other, but he is learning how to turn from being annoyed into being amused with their antics.

That is the exact turf that I'm in. I am amused by many others' antics. Had been, has been and always will be. Yes, I'll be annoyed at one point but it quicky evolved into amusing mode for me. Why? Because they are pathetic.

I Was Amused. Today, I stopped by the RA office to ask for a specific person. I can tell that this particular worker is gay. I mean, he is so gay. I smiled. He asked me where I came from today? I said, "Philadelphia." He smiled and said, "Is that right Philadelphia is in Kentucky?"

I winced and said, "Are you kidding? Do you know where it is?"

He said he was not kidding.

I quickly muttered, "Wow, the quality of admission at Gallaudet fell. You are so twink."

He stood up and said, "What is a twink?"

I grinned and tried to explain, "Vain. You're vain. Obsessed with narcissism and infatuation."

He shrugged and said, "What is vain? Spell that two big words you just spelled?"

I muttered to myself, "My god."

I turned to tell him that I'm heading out to meet a certain person. He nodded as I left.

What a twink.

R-

Hillside Hedonism

Jason, Gus and I were supposed to leave at 1 PM to get to Hillside Campgrounds for the Fantasy/Fetish Weekend. But circumstances delayed our departure until 5 PM. Then Gus drove to Gibson in two hours, averaged more than 90 MPH in a frantic effort to reach the campgrounds before the darkness sets for the night.

Much to my chagrin and horrors, Gus succeeded.

We met Josh and Rob at the site that we rented for the weekend. It was great to be back in Hillside after a long period of absence. I was bit apprehensive about being nude in front of friends -- others were not modest about it. But in time, I managed to be nude when I am at the site and in the swimming pool.

The first night, I was heavily buzzed. Hillside Campgrounds is situated on a hill where people made their tents on steep 45-degree hill. The swimming pool, cafe, dancing hall, the gathering place is in the bottom of the hill. Where I stayed? On the fucking top of the hill.

We joked that if I lived in Hillside, I'd be thin already with massive calves to prove it. However, I was buzzed -- walking down the hill with alcoholic beverage in the darkness can be a formidable challenge at times. I have horrible sense of balance, especially in the darkness. At one point, I went back to the site to get more drinks, then walked down -- I slipped on the damned gravel -- I managed to keep my drink unspilled, but ended up getting scratches on my left calf. Act like a true Alcoholic -- more concerned about the drink than the body, do I?

I love to watch people -- Hillside is filled with men who came to the campgrounds for one purpose: To score. I got to sit on the hill just above the bonfire & Rec Hall where people mingled, danced and flirted. I VEE-VEE'ed excessively, along with Jason and Gus. We kept on snickering too many times at how men approached each other. Some would go to the back of the Rec Hall's building to ... play in the dark.

Not my thing. Totally creepy and unsafe. Ahh, someone converted their porch into a place where men comes in to play. There was a sling (Note: Link Not Work Safe!) in action -- I personally saw the sling equipment before but it was the first time that I get to see it in action.

The next day, I get to swim in the pool ... naked along with many men. I liked to swim naked but I feel that the pool was too cruisy for my taste -- eyes were hugely fixed on each other. You can see the lust among 'em. There is this 45-acre play area where you can see men doing stuff in front of others. I recently told a friend of mine that I feel the pool is like a pond for frogs where guys croaked and moved over when it is time for a change. That's it.

My friends and I noticed something repeatedly throughout the weekend -- so many men are into bareback sex. You can see the attitude that it is a matter of one's choice, people made it clear that it is their choice to bareback, despite the dangers -- I think it is complacency and the attitude amongst gay men that the virus is now "manageable chronic illness" like Andrew Sullivan wanted it to be. Andrew Sullivan wanted the attitudes on HIV to be akin to the ones that has diabetes -- not to stigmatize the virus but to make it manageable as can be. Only it is not.

On Saturday evening, I met a charming fella named Amos who bluntly told me that I am hot. I was set back by his comments and was flattered. He has a boyfriend who does not mind if he makes out with me -- he asked if he could kiss me. I told him he can if he wants to. Then he smothered me all over on the hill just above the bonfire for the world to see. Yeah, Greg was there. One thing led to the other, my friends and I were invited by Amos and Greg for afterhours party.

My friends and I managed to get few tablets of methylenedioxymethamphetamine then headed back to our site to get ready for the roll. It was powerful ... I was the first one of 4 that hits on a roll which lasted for several hours.

Later, throughout the campground, I get to 'observe but do not interfere in the midst of a heavy roll' -- let's say, there were lots of hedonistic activities all over the place. I headed up the hill to a private party that we were invited -- we were rolling so bad that I kept on grinning throughout the night. Made new friends, groped some hot guys, got groped by some as well. Blew someone else. Someone gave me a great blowjob. Fucked someone else. Yes, there! Amos and Greg were simply cool dudes -- I get to meet some interesting people (they are all hearing ones!). It was such an amazing experience for me. Of course, I aim to be safe in this kind of environment.

Oh, yeah, I get to fuck someone in a sling for the first time ever. And I like it.

I think the weekend would not be so great if not for Amos and Greg's assertive and invitation. All of us admitted that if not for Amos, it'd be rather downright boring as can be.

I think I'll go back again ... someday.

R-

Sunday, July 17, 2005

The Republican Jihad on the American Voting Process

Guestblogger: McFly with Ridor

In the June 2005 article of The Sun, Crimes Against Democracy, Jim Guinness interviews author Thom Hartmann. Multi-talented Hartmann is an author of 14 books, including What Would Jefferson Do? and We the People: A Call to Take Back America. This interview left half of our brain matter on the walls. CSI was not successful in collecting all of our brain matter.

Hartmann grew up in a working class, conservative community in Lansing, Michigan. As a 13 year old boy, he campaigned door-to-door for the Republican presidential candidate Barry Goldwater.

Basically, this interview discusses voting irregularities in this country. Guinness asked Hartmann if he agreed with a number of, apparently, unbiased commentators who reported that the polls do not work. Hartmann nodded and said for more than 50 years, the polls have been 'fine-tuned'.

Hartmann went on to say there are aggressive disinformation machines in this country; right wing talk radio shows, the Murdoch media empire, the Moonie media of The Washington Times, United Press International and right-wing think tanks as well as the mainstream media that are fighting for survival?who holds the strings and the puppets? Republican owned Congress.

Voting machines/booths are designed, and operated by private corporations. These very companies mentioned that we as democratic voters, do not have the right (despite our constitution being founded on the principal of rights) to question or investigate how their computers program the voting process. In a nutshell, there is no proof to see whether if one votes for Cindy goes for Cindy-Does-Dallas, not McCock.

Who in their right of mind approved these private companies to molest the voting system? Our esteemed government approved the privatization of the voting system. Thomas Jefferson is rolling in his grave and upsetting the dirt.

Does this raise an alarm among Americans. Only 'certain' Americans.

Is this new? Not really. This has been an ongoing situation for the past 15 years to the point that Hartmann was deeply unsettled over the fact there is no concrete paper trail in the voting process. You can hack the system and alter the votes to fool the mass. No amount of Preparation-H is going to soothe this nasty rash.

Moving on...

Guinness asked if these private companies that are operated the voting machines are affiliated with Republicans. Hartmann responded, "not all of them, but certain high-visibility ones are." He cited one Republican Congressman Check Hagel, who ran a company that handles the voting machines. Hagel wont 83% of the vote which is unheard of in 2002. Oy vey.

Something stinks high heaven here. Republicans has the need to control not only through the media but with the voting machines and through the government, in turn successfully manipulating the mass to do their biddings.

For years, FDR (for those who were stoned during history class, Franklin Delano Roosevelt) knew he had to do something to empower the middle class out of its poverty by giving them leeway to unionize and set up social security. Today, the Bush Administration wants to water down the laws that strengthened the nation; weakening Social Security, trampling on the Americans with Disabilities Act, and quietly disabling the Sherman Anti-Trust Act and the Wagner Act of 1935. Honest man Karl Rove has publicity admired the McKinley Administration which was known for neglecting the working class, leaving them to mire in a quicksand. Hartmann: "The conservative agenda is about creating a similar, desperate, terrified, powerless, politically impotent working class that won't put up much of a fight and don?t have the time to become educated about politics."

Ho-hum, really!? *rimshot*

Hartmann: "Over the last twenty-five years, the conservatives have pulled off one of the greatest con jobs in the history of the United States. They?ve done it very methodically, with their money and their think tanks and their right wing talk radio machines."

In a different publication, we uncovered an interview with John Brakey, member of Americans United for Democracy Integrity & Transparency in Elections & Media. Brakey admits he was a Democratic Party poll watcher (in Pima County, Arizona) and was escorted from his own precinct. Brakey has stacks of election documents in which he has entered all of the data into a computer that allows him to track the voters. Brakey: "The county looks at numbers, but I looked at names. No way this was a gross error."

Guess what boys and girls!? The names and numbers didn't match and were not consistent!

To ensure an unbiased perspective, Brakey contacted David Griscom, an employee of the Naval Research Laboratory in Washington, D.C. Reviewing the precinct results, Griscom found the statistics and data to be consistent with Brakey's suspicions. There were four Republicans and three Democrats working at the polling place.

Griscom insisted there was fraud after trying to mathematically reconstruct what had occurred at the polling place. Griscom: "I think the poll workers arbitrarily picked some innocent people and were in cahoots with other voters." Griscom states, "It was methodically planned out. But if it was a gross error, we have a pretty bad system, and your vote is a joke."

This crooked voting process has destroyed one of the most ancient and fundamental rights of Anglo-Saxon jurisprudence, habeas corpus, which requires, in the words of the Magna Carta, of 1215, that "no free man shall be taken or imprisoned..except by the lawful judgment of his peers or by the law of the land."

We are prisoners and hostages of the Republican machine and the Republican jihad. The American lesson remains the same: We decide, you obey.

Just Arrived Home

Just got home from the weekend at Hillside Campgrounds. I shall share the experiences that I had at that hedonistic place. That is, right after, I take a long bath. I'll leave this particular strip for you to imagine what had transpired at Hillside. Note: Click on the image to enlarge the strip so that you can read what I wrote.


Suffice to say, I'll blog as soon as I am done with the bath. I have lots of stuff to blog tonight. Here are few tidbits for the readers to read:

Bitch Session VIII: Want to bitch or compliment someone else, something or whatever is on your mind? Email me at Ridor9th@gmail.com and I shall remove the name and email address then publish your comments for the world to read and laugh. The deadline is tomorrow night at midnight.

A Quote from McFly: Life is a comedy for those think...a tragedy for those who feel. -Jean de la Bruyère

Best Quote Out of Men's Restroom at Flying J's in Gibson, PA: On the wall next to the toilet papers, it reads: Turban Service Center

Double Jeers to Mark R. Downs, Jr.: Check the link for Mark's attempt to bribe $25 to another player to harm his teammate who is mentally disabled just to keep him off the team. Shameful.

405 The Movie: This was my favorite ifilm a long time ago, I used to show this to my friends when I worked in the computer lab at Gallaudet some years ago. Enjoy this.

R-

Friday, July 15, 2005

One More ...

Note: You can press on the image for close-up.

I am bored. I cannot sleep. It is very late. I found this in a box a while ago. Nobody knew why I liked this picture. In fact, the picture is bit shitty to start with -- it is because I copied from a microfilm. Then today, I used the scanner to copy the image from the paper -- evidently, the picture is not great.

Basically, the picture has been darkened more when I scanned it -- so some vital areas has been somewhat absent. If you look at LEE's #14, Sarah Mackey's shirt, it is evidently that she was knocked a bit by WHS's #20, Heidi Diefenthaler who raced in for a layup -- you could see Sarah's uniform in the air -- in fact, her bellybutton was exposed for the world to see as she stepped backward a little. Her response to the shoving off can be duly noted on her face.

Stuff like that, I like it. I noticed that women's basketball players tend to show facial expressions more than men's. Men tends to play with dead or macho looks. Totally uninterested for me to scope out the images and so on.

There are many images that made me compare things with my life. This could be one of them -- my life is full of obstacles, sometimes I got shoved by others and I reacted with my facial expression, just like Sarah Mackey did in this picture. But I did not expose my bellybutton, though. That would be hideous, right?

Cheers,

R-

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Hillside Campgrounds

Three years ago, Jason and Gus invited me to visit the gay all-male campground in Gibson, Pennsylvania called Hillside Campgrounds. Ironically, Gibson, Pennsylvania is the backyard of Sen. Rick Santorum (R-PA)'s country.

I was completely blown away by the campground. It is different from any ordinary campground -- you know the cliche, gay men knew how to make anything desirable and suitable for one to come back. They did it very well at Hillside.

There are few places that your eyes would pop out after checking it out -- I recalled Gus telling me to go behind the dance hall/cafe for some activity. Indeed, my eyes popped out. There is a "secure and safe" area of more than 45-acres for men to "play", if you get the drift. Ugh. Not my thing.

OH, yeah, did I mention that this campgrounds is clothing optional? With gay men, when it comes with "clothing optional", there are activities that I seemed to enjoy being voyeuristic more than participate.

One time, Jason told me to look at this guy who was walking by our site, I saw him -- he was in his 50s or so. Jason shook me and said to LOOK CAREFULLY. I stared again -- at first, I thought he was wearing clothes. But he was not. He had his whole body tattooed from his neck to his feet. A major turn-off.

After leaving Hillside Campgrounds, I was impressed with the facility and all that stuff. I'm talking about the location, the service and the stuff -- they are certainly impressive. But men, that is another story, really. It has been a while since I get back to Gibson for another weekend of camping.

Jason and Gus told me that this weekend, we are off to Hillside. Gus gave me his infamous evil grin, "Guess what the theme is this weekend?!"

I checked the Hillside information sheet -- it reads:
July 15-16: Fantasy / Fetish Weekend #1: Live out your fantasies on this special "excuse" weekend. Explore your fantasies in our unique 45-acre "play area."

Uh-oh.

R-

7.14.05 Tidbits

Culture of Life: Republicans, Xians and Conservatives maintained that their culture of life is being threatened by gays. I guess, this justified the murder, in their views. Come to think of this -- please try to place yourself in this murderer's position -- it is obvious that living in the environment where it is not good to be gay, the murderer turned on this unfortunate person and in the process, terminated his life. When I said "environment", I mean that being surrounded by hateful people like Republicans, Conservatives and Xians -- it encouraged people to do what is possible to harm a human being in order to conform to the society's ills. Ain't life great? Again, this is Jeb Bush's Country, what do I expect? Next!

Another Reason Not To Have Kids: More and more of my friends are either pregnant, breastfeeding or raising the kids. It is inevitable, though. I'm 31. I am expected to deal with my friends that already conform to the society's expectations -- GET PREGNANT! I knew of two ladies who asked me to "donate" -- I do not mind donating but raising one? Nah. I'm not good at it, never had, never has and never will. Like I told a friend of mine earlier, I can tolerate taking care of a kid for few hours, after that -- it is already in the garbage can. This article is another reason for me not to have kids at all.

This Is Bullshit! I grew up in The South where between mid-July through mid-November, I get to enjoy the treatments of hurricanes plowing through the South repeatedly. Media made it sound horrible as it is not. It takes common sense to weather the violent storm, simply put. When I grew up, when the hurricanes plowed the area, no oil prices were raised. Now the oil prices fluctuate based on the hurricanes' impact on the South -- that is rubbish. I am willing to bet that the oil companies wanted to capitalize the opportunity to raise the prices when the hurricanes comes their way -- then they can say, "It was their fault!" For years, the oil prices were not affected by hurricanes, now they do. Why? Spare me the excuses -- I know it is an opportunity for powerful companies to control the mass. Shameful.

A Woman Dreamed Of Being Man: Very weird.

Something Is Wrong With Capitalism: Look at this. Enron ripped a lot of people's lives. Enron ripped lots of people's money in California when they went on Energy Blackouts in order to hijack the prices. Then it was discovered that many excecutives amongst the company lavished upon themselves on greed. They inflated, cooked and decorated the accounting books to deceive lots of people. Suffice to say, the executives were purged. Many are still waiting to face the punishments in the courts. It is interesting to note that Martha Stewart, as a female, lied about the stocks, she was swiftly defiled, prosecuted and jailed in a short time.

And why is Kenneth Lay not in the prison? Why is Fastow still out? Why is Skillings still hanging out? Don't tell me that the Courts are still in session -- they are overdue for a long sentence in the prisons where they'll have to bend down for others to fuck them in the asses! Because they are caucasian men, it will take *years* to imprison them. How wonderful is it?

Oh, By The Way ... I had been cruising some Xanga links. There is no person that I came across as one of the most retarded blogsites ever ... his name is Ben Stromme -- after talking with some fellas from RIT where he attended, people said that Ben is "weird", "a guy to avoid as much as you can!" -- either way, that guy needs to be committed in a state hospital along with few others that I thought should be in.

We Are Not Afraid: On ABCNEWS' World News Tonight, it mentioned a website which touched the human spirit. I saw that particular website about a day after the London Blasts. I thought it was nice. I thought it was great that a website got mentioned on the national news. If you are curious about what the website is all about. Enjoy this link.

And to read that the Chairman of Enron Corp, John Ray III, will get 1 million dollars raise from $200K to $1.2 million dollars. Is it necessary? No. Many people can live on $200K per year. Enron damaged itself, let it remain damaged -- don't increase the pay raise. It was the workforce that makes the CEOs look good -- and the CEOs harvested the millions for themselves and left sparse money for the workforce -- obviously, something is wrong with capitalism.

Can You Identify Who Said This Quote? "Christianity is a religion for losers." This was a quote that was uttered by this person which pissed many nutty Xians out there. Can anyone guess who said it in 1980s?

R-

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Let's Run Back to ... 1990!

15 years ago. The Summer of 1990 altered the way I live my life. It was the summer that made me leap to the "national level" from the "local level" in terms of knowing who's who. In other words, gossip about people. Never mind, I still blamed the state of Oregon for activating my dormant allergies in 1990 which still drives me nuts from time to time.

Today, I can find information about what's happening with my friends, acquaintenances and enemies in Melbourne, London, Seattle, Los Angeles and Johannesburg, really. Of course, I exaggerate but that is not the issue here. The point is that this summer was the first time I realized that there is life outside of Virginia. And ever since, I was not able to close things out on my own. People just fed me tidbits -- perhaps in hoping to see that I'll blab about it in retaliation. Sometimes I did. Sometimes I did not care.

What influenced me the most during the Summer of 1990? Youth Leadership Camp.

There were so many instances that shook the foundations of my mind and soul during my stay at YLC' 90 in Stayton, Oregon.

I learned that you could hate a person with a passion -- thanks a lot, Mike Anderson.

I learned that you can make fun of people using derogatory signs, thanks to Adele Ann Eberwein.

I learned that you can laugh at people's misery and get away with it, thanks to Len Gonzales.

I learned that you can lie your way out and play along with it, thanks to Earl Parks and Kimberly Spurgis.

I learned that you can set up your own clique among the group which is ridiculous to start with, thanks to Lucy Wooten and Nola Schriver.

I learned that many leaders are not perfect, thanks to Tim Rarus and Hector Brual.

I learned that you can distort the fact and make it the "truth", thanks to Sean Virnig.

I learned that you can bullshit your way around just to get on the top of the world, thanks to Melissa Draganac.

Not all of my experiences in YLC '90 is bad, there are many good things -- but it seemed to me that many things that blew my mind away is about how people treated each other in order to elevate themselves. I see how they make fun of each other in very brutal manner. Shortly, they turned it on me. I licked my wounds -- I learned how to survive by retaliating.

But there are few good campers that I appreciated getting to know through the month at Stayton, Oregon -- Duane Kinner, Richie Moses, Kevin Souhrada, Jennifer Philips, Jaime Marshall, Ryan Reins, Heather Herzig and Wanda Riddle. For staff, they are Paula Ayers, Lisa Gonzales, Nancy Moore, George Boyd, Phyllis Brooks and Allen Hamilton. These staff are interesting, fun and easy for me to talk with during some difficult moments.

The rest of 'em are appalling to a point where I rarely talk to them after my stay in YLC. Maybe I'm from the South, I feel certain behaviors are to be duly noted. But when I first arrived and observed the behaviors, they pretty much shattered my illusion of how people should treat each other. I realized that it is up to people to decide whether if they want to shit on someone else or not.

Do I treasure my moments in YLC? Yes, of course. I would not trade it anyway. I was told by a certain Hatrak sister that the staff on '90 was one of the worst in the history of YLC. I was not even surprised. I was told by some campers who woke up in the middle of night and saw the staff running amok in the swimming pool ... drunk. Too bad, I was heavy sleeper back then. There are moments that I noticed something odd, I saw many kegs sitting behind the office. I smell alcoholic on some staff. Even worse, some 'good' staff warned some of us to steer clear of certain staff ones because they were "drunk" and "violent".

When I completed the month-long stay at YLC, I realized that I got the status quo. Once you attended YLC, many envied you. You are pretty much elevated to a level where people wished they went to YLC. To me, it was amusing and rather ... silly thing to hold the status quo.

This year is the first time that YLC came back to Stayton, Oregon after moving around the nation for a while. I heard that in the last few years, the YLC has strict guidelines to follow and of course, certain behaviors are not tolerated to a point where some staff and campers were expelled. That is good.

Too bad, I was pretty blown away back then. So you saw how I can be abrasive, rude, hilarious and all that words you wanted to describe me, YLC helped me with that.

R-

A Message for Toronto

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On another note, is Panasuik good at this?!

R-

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Remember The Tattoo?

After swimming at someone's pool, I get to revamp my bedroom -- for a while, it has been somewhat an eyesore for the time being. So I decided to fix things up as much as can be.

Of course, when you fix things up in your bedroom, you are bound to find some stuff that you thought you'd find things that might amuse you a little. It is no secret that I have a photo album devoted only to postcards all over the world. Just postcards.

I also have a photo album devoted to newspaper clippings that I liked -- none related ot me.

I also have shoeboxes that are filled with old newspaper clippings related to me, photographs related to me and my friends and friends. Basically, it is junk. Sentimental value but nonetheless, it is still junk.

I found this hidden in a box -- I thought it is appropriate that I write the entry to compare the tattoo on my left calf that I mentioned last month on this blog with the original artwork, done by Stuart Immonen.

If you look carefully at both pictures, you'll see that the artwork does not have the statue's left hand whereas my tattoo does -- it is because I asked Roger Desmarais to improvise and add it for my tattoo. Not bad, eh?

Cheers,

R-

Somebody Call The PETA!

"Kitty! C'mere, kitty! Now you can hear!"

(P.S. Somewhere outside of this picture, a mice is snickering...)

Gotta love hearing people for trying to make us be like them.

Hat tip to Deaf258 for this picture.

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Only A Week To Go

Next week on Tuesday, July 19, the RAD 2005 Conference will begin in Washington, DC. I will be there to greet old friends, perhaps make new friends. Oh, yeah, probably will lose some friends as well. And yeah, some will antagonize me.

My greatest concern is that the conference seemed to destine for a so-so event or a flop one. I heard that there is a small turnout for RAD 2005 registration, but a large numbers of attendees who will only select few ones. I plan to be one of attendees that will select few ones. That's it.

The CMRA Committee, especially with Chairman Bill Terrell and Co-Chairman Ricky Drake did an outstanding job in alienating and antagonizing many people who asked for information on different things such as workshops, art & film shows, booths, parties, change of hotel and the counter numbers of RAD participants.

The whole purpose of the conference is to market and get everyone who is Deaf (insert Hard of Hearing if you want to go PC on me, hon) GLBTs and interested hearing people to come to the conference. It is clear that the RAD 2005 Conference decidedly failed at this when they decided to berate, challenge, criticize and attacked the people that tried to bring up the questions regarding the conference.

It is only 7 days left, there is no information on what kind of workshops and SIGs for the week. These are stuff that I am interested in but too bad, they fucked it up.

It was reported that several persons are boycotting the conference and is planning to encourage the attendees to boycott as well. It was said that some CMRA members already accused me of ruining the conference. Of course, they realized that they truly fucked it, they decided to point at me who stood up for the ones that got victimized by their antics.

Let's see how it turns out next week. Of course, I shall live-blog each night with tidbits of what is happening at the conference. Of course, pictures are guaranteed.

I'll reunite with some old friends like Rico from The Netherlands, Adrian from Toronto, Alex Young, Jennifer Furlano (that girl better be there or else!), Ricky Dockter and his Company from Tacoma, Washington. That is not all, they are one of few ones that I expect to see in the District by then.

Oh, yeah, look at the picture, it is travesty to know that Bill Terrell once competed in Miss RAD Pageant as Miss Billie Tara in 1995 and *actually* won the competition.

This Is Priceless: Check this out.

Hat tip to Magatsu for this.

Cheers,

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Monday, July 11, 2005

Republican & Conservative Bloggers ... Silent

When it was exposed that Karl Rove was the culrpit who leaked the identity of Valerie Plame which Judith Miller was willing to uphold her journalistic beliefs.

Let's hold this a second, please. It was GW Bush who said that he will fire anyone in White House who leaked the identity to the media.

It was also GW Bush and his cronies who heckled John Kerry for "flip-flopping".

This time, it turned out that GW Bush's top advisor was the one who leaked the identity to the media. GW Bush "flip-flopped" the whole thing and went mum on the subject. Scott McCLellan, the stupid guy at White House, is stammering around the reporters who are killing him on the spot.

It is interesting to note that Republicans & Conservative (some libertarians who defended GW Bush as well) bloggers has been silent on this subject:

LimeShit: Nothing
FagPatriot: Nothing
Instapundit: Nothing (bits but did not make a comment)
BoiFromTroy: Nothing, if not for WannaBeALeader who hijacked and put the entry in it
McWeenie: Nothing
Rhymes With Right: Nothing
AnotherFagRepublican: Nothing
A Stitch In Haste: Nothing
North Dallas Thirty: Nothing

They made a big deal about Kerry's flip-floppings -- but what about themselves? You know what? The Conservatives and Republicans loved to accuse, accuse and accuse. But when they fucked it up, they try to bury, ignore or stammer their way out.

Goes on to tell what kind of person they can be.

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I Daresay ...

I dare to say that I will never be punk'd by Ashton Kutcher -- I really loved his creativity -- but too bad, I'm not famous enough to qualify. One day, it won't surprise me that Ashton would pull this on Tyrone Giordano! If they do, GET ME. I'd love to do it to him. It'd be hysterical.

And wanna read how dumbfuck hearing people can be? Check this out! This reminded me of a hearing acquaintenance that lives several blocks from my home back in high school days. He was shocked that I had a driver's license. He said, "YOU CAN'T DRIVE! YOU CAN'T HEAR!"

I was pissed off and I grabbed his newspapers and covered it on his car's windshield -- then shoved him in the driver's seat. Then I joined him as well. I told him to drive. He refused. I told him, "USE YOUR EARS TO DRIVE! DO IT! I DARE YOU!" He got the message but he was shaken when I provoked him. He profusely apologized afterwards.

Hat tip to Wham Bam for this. I nearly pissed in my pants reading this!

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Deaf Schools = Hogwarts?

I once took a course under Dr. Arlene B. Kelly and the course was DST 201 Deaf Culture. It was stimulating course with lots of questions (dumb and intelligent, of course) from the students regarding the "cultural issues".

It was fun. Then one time, between me and Dr. Kelly, she mentioned that she is quite fond of Harry Potter series. Of course, in few days, J.K. Rowlings will unveil her sixth book of Harry Potter series, I thought it is time that I revealed what Dr. Arlene Kelly and I talked about it ... related to Deaf Culture.

She said that there are many comparisons that can be compared between deaf schools and Harry Potter's Hogwarts School. I never thought of that. Dr. Kelly said, if you look at Muggles and non-Muggles ... you can translate that into hearing people and Deaf people. There are non-Muggles living with Muggles, just like Deaf living with hearing parents. Many sent their non-Muggles to Hogwarts, just like many sent to Deaf schools.

If you recall the first movie of Harry Potter when the boats took the students on to Hogwarts School, the students were set back when they saw the massive campus of Hogwarts. This happened to me when I was first thrusted to VSDB when I was 5, I was set back by its massive campus when I saw the campus when Dad drove down the hill on Route 250.

We drove around the campus, I stared on my left side at the sheer size of VSDB sitting on the hill as Dad drove on Lee Highway, I could not believe that I was going to that place, away from hearing world ... for the next 12 years.

Yet, people who graduated from Hogwarts School thought highly of the school, few do not. Just like many Deaf schools across the nation. Many Muggles do not understand what it is like to be non-Muggles but do they give a fuck? No, not really. They often said things sarcastically or dealt with it. Just like we do with hearing people.

There are words, slangs, customes that we embraced that many hearing people do not understand, just like the Muggles fail to understand or accept non-Muggles. Even better, did you notice that the competition between Deaf schools tend to be very fierce at its best whereas when a Deaf team plays hearing team, the Deaf players do not care enough to win some? The non-Muggles played Quidditch fiercely against each other but they won't play against the Muggles. Same thing applies to Deaf schools, they preferred playing against each other but goes ewww against hearing teams.

Then Dad pulled the van to a slow stop by Lee Highway then turned left onto New Hope Road that led us to open view of VSDB sitting on the hill. Then the van went up the hill, Dad pointed to the building on the right side, "Ricky and Gary, your dorm is over there. Hedy and Lily, your dorm is right there."

That's how I was indoctrinated into Hogwarts, really. And you're so jealous ... you have to read in order to fantasize while I *already* lived the way it did for Harry Potter. *flick my hair behind*

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Some Old Things Do Not Change In Cruisy Bars

I had a good laugh with my friend, Spillers, now living in Knoxville. He told me that he went to New Orleans last week just to see what is up on Bourbon Street. Spillers and his friends went to different bars and he ended up having a blast time.

Then it was mentioned that they should check out the bar called The Phoenix / Eagle, the infamous cruising spot where you can see things in its unnatural occurences upstairs, especially in the bathroom. So off to that bar they went!

Spillers said that he was astonished to see a complete blackout on the whole floor upstairs. He went on to mention that it was nearly impossible to do this, that and there. Shortly, he realized that his wallet was missing. He groaned. Again, it was too dark in the bar to crawl around on the floor.

So it was already missing. He was so disappointed. I asked if he lost a lot of cash, he said no. It was about $30 plus four credit cards.

Shortly, he went to the bathroom to piss -- he mentioned that unlike the bar itself, the bathroom is not dark because it has red bulb brightening. He went to the stainless urinal tub only to find his driver's license, one credit card and hotel access card lying in the middle of stainless urinal tub. He had to pick these piss-drenched cards out of the tub!

Yes, he washed it. He said, "Why did not they take this credit card as well?"

This reminded me of a situation with Erik in '94 at Green Lantern in DC. I warned Erik to be aware of his wallet because the upstairs floor is notorious for wallets being pickpocketed, especially in the dark corner at the back of the bar.

Shortly, Erik wandered away from me as I was busy with a friend. Then I looked for Erik. He was drunk so bad -- I asked him where his wallet is. He realized that it was taken. We crawled on the floor searching -- so many penises hits on my forehead. Erik, Anderson, Schledt and I searched for his wallet -- Erik had to crunch some men's penises to get it out of our way. We could not find his wallet. But we found so many cum-filled dollars. We went to the bathroom to haul the trash bin onto the sink and went through it. Erik was crying hysterically.

It was such a drama. It was so dramatic.

Then we went to McDonalds to get us food. Yes, we paid it with cum-filled money. The look on the cashier's face was priceless as Erik splatted the money on the counter. After all, it is legitimate currency, honey.

Then we had to console Erik who said, "Fuck, I have to call Mom to cancel the credit cards! I have to get the driver's license! I have to get Gallaudet ID! I have to get fucking health insurance card from Mom! I have to call bank to secure the account! What a fucking hassle."

Anderson, Schledt and I listened and supported him.

It was 4 AM that we arrived at Erik's dormitory room in Benson Hall. As Erik entered the bedroom, he started to sob as three of us were perplexed and asked him why. Erik jumped and said, "LOOK! LOOK! ON THE BED!"

His wallet was there the whole time.

Gee! Thanks a lot, Erik, for making us to crawl on the floor for your fucking wallet!

Cheers,

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Sunday, July 10, 2005

Nicolae Carpathia


Damn Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye for doing a shitty job on Desceration and The Remnant. They have yet to make Nicolae Carpathia, as the Devil Incarnate, to terrify the people with his wondrous powers that God permitted him to have during the 7-year tribulations.

He *still* needs the gun to kill people. If I was the Devil Incarnate, I'd use my supernatural powers to slay people. Common sense dictates that you do not *use* handguns to terminate people. It is so low class to use the guns.

And when people got their heads chopped off, Nicolae acted like a sinister child guffawing at it. Lucifer Morningstar would not do that. He used to be the angel, for God's sake! He has the class. He is supposed to be cunning, beautiful, sly, evil but not like a fucking petty child who whined when the seas turned into blood!

C'mon, Lucifer Morningstar, also known as Satan, was God's first and trusted angel until he questioned God's position and fell out of His favor. From there, he knew the prophecies, and it is his job to fuck it up and ruin God's plans, using whatever is necessary -- but using people's guns, missiles and bombs to kill others? What a rip-off.

When the missile hits Petra and suddenly, a mile-long geyser of cold water exploded into the sky, Nicolae was horrified then became a drama queen. C'mon, that is not what Lucifer would have done, he would say in a calm but sinister tone, "So it is true, God ... perhaps, the next time, I shall make an incentive to ruin this." Nicolae *knew* the prophecies, it was his job to fuck up His Plan. But Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye managed to downplay the Antichrist's character into a petty prick who cannot rely on his cohorts to do a decent thing. Perhaps, both authors aspired to be the bona-fide Xians to a point where they cannot imagine what it is like to be evil. They should get in touch with ... me for further explanations in the darkness' common sense. Their loss!

I'm done with two books, up next is Armageddon and Glorious Appearing. Ain't this picture cool? I wish I could find a picture of me bowing a little with that sinister smile.

Cheers,

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For Your Amusement

This picture was taken last April by kaybee -- she delayed for many months before sending it to me. I am still wondering why someone had their hands in my face when I was inebriated with kaybee.

Whose hands does it belongs to? Perlis or Regan? And why?

This picture should disprove Antiridor's mythical thesis that I'm evil-consuming, full of rage and anal retentive.

A Gift For Me 3 Weeks Ago: Someone emailed me to check his entry for a small gift that would amuse me. And it did. I thought I should share this with you but for some reasons, I got busy and fell behind with email correspondences. But now I'm catching up. So here is the link!

Cheers,

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This Is Funny ... and Absurd!

If you like this stuff ...



and ...



Then visit this cool guy's archives so you can laugh out of your mind.

Stupid ... or fascinating website? Check this out. Your thoughts?

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I So Want Him!

OMG! Emergency! SVRS Operator #3210 is so HOT. If you call Sorenson Video Relay Service, try to ask for #3210. I told him that I'll blog about him. He smiled and said, "What is a blog?"

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Amazing Editorial

This is utterly amazing, coming from a place that is littered with Xians and conservatives in Staunton and Shenandoah Valley.

The blistering editorial by Staunton's local papers, Staunton News-Leader, regarding the homophobia attack on United Church of Christ in Middlebrook, Virginia was a tone that I did not expect from Staunton News-Leader. The United Church of Christ voted to endorse the same-sex marriage last July 4, 2005 -- setting off the hateful people to attack the church with graffiti and arson.

Cheers to Staunton News-Leader for doing the right thing. Hopefully, it sends a message to the people that hate is not a fixture we should live with.

For further information on the fire on the church, you can read few articles by Staunton News-Leader.

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Saturday, July 09, 2005

People Who Lives In Glass Houses Should Not ...

Evangelist Graham Is ...: Billy Graham once admitted that he fucked a whore in Louisiana some years ago and begged the public for forgiveness. Bet you a dollar that he did it more afterwards, this time, he is more discrete than ever. You say, he's 86! Viagra! Levitra! Cialis!

Anyway, he preached about this, that and there. And his daughter was arrested in Florida for beating and choking her husband at Wal-Mart. I love this stuff. Made me smile to know that there are plenty of hypocrites out there. Maybe Billy did not spend enough time with his daughter -- on second thought, he probably fingered her -- eeww!

Don't Trust The Cops! Living in NYC, DC, VA, MD and PA -- I've seen enough. Do not trust the cops. They manipulated the reports, they berated the same people that they are supposed to protect and to serve. They are simply pigs. And I love this article as well.

Don't Let Lance Win! Go over the cliffs, Lance! I cannot stand you, you steroid freak!! I do not want you to win 7th straight Tour De France competition -- of course, I'm rooting for someone to toss the pipe into your wheel just to see you flip over. That would be so hilarious -- somebody stop him from winning this one. I do not want him to go out on a bang. I wanted him to go out with a whimper!! Don't tell me that Lance is hero -- he had the resources and money to take care of his Testicular Cancer while my good friend never had a chance at all, he had the gall to say that it is a miracle?! What a fucking joke. The best part is that his ex wife took care of him when he was sick, then when he got better -- he dumped her just like that for Sherry Crow. That slut. Drop dead -- if I see you in Austin, I'll give you the death stare! I cannot stand you, Lance Armstrong! Please die!

Launched Another Worthless Operation: The United States Armed Forces just announced that they launched an operation to sweep the insurgents. *yawn*. Was that Dickie Cheney saying that the insurgents are at its end few weeks ago? Suicide bombings still go off. An operation after an operation, it is not working at all. Get a clue, please.

Be Wary of CODA: Last night, I went to the local pub for a drink before visiting a friend. I ended up staying more than 2 hours. I got hit on by two women -- which is bit freaky, to say the least. Both gave me phone numbers and wrote a note, "YOU MUST CALL ME ASAP!" They are not ugly fellas, you'd be shocked if you saw them. I do not know why they hit on me. I'm just a receding hairline husky guy with a goatee, for God's sake!

Anyway, when I was done with my third drink and heavily buzzed, a guy on another table next to me signed, "Hi. Me Jake. I watch you talk with two gals. My parents deaf."

I was surprised, but I did not like it. In my opinion, it is rude for a person who knew ASL or is part of Deaf Community to sit back and mute for two hours, just to cruise our conversations in the process -- it is insulting.

I smiled and asked his last name, he smiled sheepishly and spelled it -- my eyes popped out. I knew the family -- in fact, Jake has a younger brother who graduated from Gallaudet, is member of Kappa Gamma fraternity -- I won't name names -- but you knew him to be infatuated with one athletic, bisexual woman from Florida. I forgot her name. Jake is older than this guy we knew at Gallaudet. Jake acted shameful to spell the family name.

You know, it is very common amongst the CODAs to resent Deaf parents or something like that. Off to therapy sessions, please.

Remember The Cute Quarterback? Remember I talked about Wyatt Sexton, a cute Florida State Quarterback who were apprehended by the cops after finding him lying on the street, spewing that he's God. He was mental, sort like that few weeks ago? It was reported that he was infected with Lyme Disease. Guess that comes with trying to live in a "suburban" neighborhood where the deer dominated -- you know how it works, you intruded the mother nature, the nature will set its own defensive mechanisms to protect itself. Har har.

Anti-gay Graffiti in Staunton Area: Normally, I don't give a fuck about anti-gay graffiti because it does not kill me. But this caught my attention because it happened in Middlebrook, a small village just outside of Staunton, Virginia where I grew up ant attended the deaf school. If you drove up the hill on Route 250, approaching the minimum correctional facility, you'll go downhill, but if you glance on your right side, you'll see many church spires all over the valley -- sometimes it is beautiful, sometimes it is ridiculous. Since this arson and anti-gay graffiti happened to be stained on this particular because they passed the resolution endorsing the gay marriage, it says a lot about people who do not embrace change. Like one said in a book I read, "You either change or ... get dust."

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Friday, July 08, 2005

7.8.05 Tidbits

After London Blasts: Sadly, it is legal in capitalistic democracy. As long as people whined, they will do something about it. But if nobody whined, they will jack up the prices. It shall happen when all stores disappeared when Wal-Mart swallowed them up. It shall happen when the oil shortage begin.

After all, it is for the benefits of rich, not for everyone else.

Is Andrew Sullivan Idiot? He is not even American citizen. He had the gall to write articles and speak to us how to live our lives in this country. He did not surrender his British citizenship -- he needs to walk the walk, not talk the talk. Last time, I heard, if you're HIV positive, you cannot enter this country -- why is he here? Worst of all, he is a barebacker and he glorify the HIV virus -- I say, throw him back home and stay out of our American politics.

Hurricane Dennis: After bashing Gitmo Bay and the nation of Cuba, it is now walking in the open waters, plenty to choose the targets for Dennis. The fantasy is to steer Dennis northeast into Tampa to wreck that loony couple and its hideous children. But common sense has that it shall roll into the area between Pensacola, Florida to New Orleans, Louisiana. I love the sign in Key West that reads, "Dennis, don't be a menace."

The anticipation and to weather the violent storm and to sort things out in the end is what I aim to live for. Hurricanes are destructive storms but it has enormous benefits for the region, rains, winds and clean up the humidity for days at a time. It makes our soil soft and fertile enough.

Come home, Dennis. Let's kick some ass.

DowntownLad, I Wanna CheckMark That One! Check this out. Absolutely cool. Wittig, you have to find this out in Paris when you're there and share this with the readers!

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Kilimanjaro

Since Bush went to attend the G8 Summitt to blah about the problems across the world, Bono talked about giving the aid to Africa. Bush insisted that the Kyoto Treaty was wrong and unfair. And Bush and his cronies trimmed the Environmental Protection Agency's powers and falsified reports about the climate changes and global warming.

Perhaps it is time to look at Mt. Kilimanjaro. Kilimanjaro is located in northeast of Tanzania not far from Kenya's border, standing high above the hot savannah at 19,340 feet (5,895 meters). Kilimanjaro is the highest mountain in Africa, which is very remarkable considering the fact that the highest mountains on each continent belonged to a mountain chain or ridge, Kilimanjaro lacked one. In fact, it is an extinct volcano. When the Great Rift occurred in Africa that split the pantagonia into 7 continents, Kilimanjaro was erupting by then.

Over the time, the glaciers rested atop the craters for hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of years on the top of Kilimanjaro. Since the below on the savannah, it is pretty hot and wild animals rely on the mountains to feed them of nutrients from water and soil.

With the climate changes in the last 100 years, Kilimanjaro's glaciers has melted so dramatically that people can just hike all the way to the top without the proper equipment for mountain climbing expeditions!!!

My friend, Rico, told me that he was bit surprised to see few and smaller snow on the top of Kilimanjaro. He mentioned that he farted and took a crap and the thin air blew the stench to his group which got pissed off ... but I digress. 50 years ago, he would see plenty of glaciers surrounding the mountain.

In fact, NY POST mentioned last year that the scientists predicted that the glaciers will run out in 15 years, give or take. When it does, the wild animals in the savannah will be greatly decimated -- and they will migrate to the places where food are possible. In this snapshot, you can see the open crater which has been buried under the tons of glaciers for milleniums. It is an ominous warning that Bush Administration, conservatives and Xians refuse to listen and respect the mother nature.

Are Sheep Lemmings?: Check this out. Good thing, the wool helped some.

I Do Not Mind Her Being On The Bench:: Anyone want Judge Judy on the Supreme Court? I think she has common sense that many conservatives lacked.

Stop Calling It Holy Water!: The Priest probably got it from the tap water. And it did not burn anyone else when someone did this.

Cheers,

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Joseph Michael Linser

Jules wrote an email to me and provided the artworks -- I thought it was interesting stuff to share with the readers.

Enjoy these thoughtful artworks done by Joseph Michael Linser.

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Angry: Angry Christ: "The tree of eternity has its roots in heaven above and its branch reach down to earth." - Upanishad


Dunno: "History is written by the winners and might makes right. Why is Columbus thought of as a hero? He was only a merchant out to find a cheaper trade route. He did it for money. When it comes down to it, it seems like everyone goes. The Dragon is green." - The Realist

Flag: "The Unbelievers: "but to the unbelievers a voice will cry: God hates you more than you hate yourself." the Koran.

Liberty: Home of the Brave. I remember being a kid watching American soldiers run around in Vietnam on the evening news. I asked my father, "Are we at war?" "no... don't worry about it, you're not old enough to understand." he later told me almost the exact same thing about Watergate and Nixon's resignation. Twenty years later, after reading the books and knowing the politics and facts, I still have to wonder when I'll be old enough to understand.

Pledge: The Flag: "Sweet hatred, we all bow before you. Everybody has to hate somebody..me personally, I hate the rich. To me that's the only fair form of prejudice. You might ask: If I was rich, would I hate the poor?" Probably. But I'm not rich, nor is anyone I love, so that leaves me with a perfect focus for my rage." -the Realist

Revolution: Our Revolution: Thomas Jefferson said that, in order to maintain a democracy, you needed to have a revolution every twenty years. If you look at the Civil War as the second American revolution, I'd still say we're more than a little past due. Whatever happened to our revolution?

Trust: In God we Trust: The oppressed love the oppressors, and cannot wait to follow their example."

Who Is The Best?

Category: Women's Basketball

Parallel In Thoughts: I'm bored at this hour. I cannot sleep. I got a sore throat. I only got DayQuil, not NyQuil. I probably got it from the kids I mingled with -- Thor or Tayla! So each time I tried to sleep on it and groaned, it woke me up.

Ever since I first contacted the fucking Streep Throat few years ago, I read that it is easy to get it once in a while after the first contact. So when my throat became funny, I became paranoid for hours. I gotta calm down and think positive.

So I am pulling the picture out just for your own thoughts. As you can see the caucasian woman, Katie Smith, crashing through three defenders for a quick layup. Judging the picture, Katie hits the layup -- it may mean she is better than the others, right? Not necessary. Katie scored 28 in the game. But the African American woman behind Katie who seemed to lost her balance as her arm gets in the way of her face when Katie jumped through the traffic -- this particular woman, Sheryl Swoopes scored 47 points to help Texas Tech beat Ohio State in the national championship game.

So sometimes, a picture does not tell you the whole story.

Cheers,

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Thursday, July 07, 2005

The Newmans

The Newmans: Todd, Dyan, Dayton Thor and Tayla!


This occured when we all woke up in the early morning at 8 AM and Todd was on the computer checking about the information regarding his daughter, Tayla's camping plans. I told Todd that we lacked the picture together -- I took Dyan's digital camera to flash us both -- we looked awful. Todd tends to wear these glasses in wee mornings. And I looked weary (after falling asleep watching Shrek 2 at 3 AM), meanwhile Dyan was busy getting ready for Tayla's first-ever going-away camping for a week.

As Tayla and Dyan running amok in their home getting ready for the camping, Mighty Thor was moody. He wanted to sleep more. He wanted to talk with his Dad who was busy being online to find out about this, that and there. Thor decided to lay on the floor being grouchy. I joined him on the floor and asked if he wanted to take a picture with me. He lightly nodded then stared at the digital camera with a death stare.

Ahh, can't win some kids like that.

Todd and Dyan are good parents -- I knew they would be good parents from day one. Unlike some of people I knew, I certainly approve them to have few more on the way. They are that good to handle 4 or 58 kids.

Cheers,

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On 9th Book

When I was in the District, I took four books from Travis, Desecration, The Remnant, Armageddon and Glorious Appearing just because I do not like to leave things unfinished. These four books are part of "Left Behind" series written by Jerry B. Jenkins and Tim LaHaye.

You see, I'm not Xian masturbator. Because I grew up as Baptist and was brainwashed that being Gay is abomination, I used to browse through the book just to antagonize my brains out.

I always grinned when Samuel 20:17 appeared, "And Jonathan had David reaffirm his oath out of love for him, because he loved him as he loved himself."

If that does not sound like gay, then I do not know what is.

As you can see, the book contradicts itself on every level to a point where everyone can justify everything from the book.

However, I like to read novels that has something to do with power, corruption, dark and melancholy future and all that stuff. The 12-book series of Left Behind seems to have it.

IN fact, the first 4 books: Left Behind, Tribulation Force, Nicolae and Soul Harvest were excellent. It was terrifying and ominous to follow the build-up of a figure that turns out to be the most powerful character in the world.

Then the 5th book through 8th book (Apollypon, Assassins, The Indwelling and The Mark), everything went downhill -- Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins lacked the means to sustain the dark forces, perhaps because their mentality is all limited -- instead, they tried to proselytize incessantly about their religion -- interferred with the imaginative story.

And Nicolae Carpathia, being the AntiChrist, is supposed to be the most powerful figure in the world -- enough to terrorize everyone else in the process but the authors managed to downplay Nicolae's evil schemes by putting the characters around him that ended up being comical jesters at times. It just ruined the whole feeling of one's supremacy.

Then Tim & Jerry's incessant of tauntings and proselytizings nailed the boredom on the series for me. I did not care much to read afterwards. It was me who told Travis about it when I first read the first novel. He was hooked but he persisted throughout the whole series despite its repeated, sickening proselytizings and tauntings -- he managed to finish it all and said it was all right.

So I borrowed the book -- I'm on 9th book. I'm trying to finish all by next week. When Jerry and Tim tried to taunt or proselytize, I skip what they rantand get to the story itself. Who cares about it? I do not.

Anyway, it is ironic that one of the authors has a gay son. And yet, they wrote the novels that pretty much trashed gay people. Not surprising from the Xian fanatics, though. But they do have gorgeous drawings of men on its website. Like the one you just saw on this entry.

Cheers,

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Third Consecutive Years?!

This is one freaky article. Burke said this reminds him of Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi Jabba the Hutt's pet, Salacious Crumb. I agreed. Too eyesore for me to keep in my househould if I have one.

And it won three times in 3 years. Amazing feat. Now, please die.

Hat tip to Burke for showing me the article.

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A Message To Folks Who Did This to London

Who the fuck do you think you are, folks?

This is London. A town that has been up and running for the last 2,000 years. It has been attacked by many groups including Germany's Nazis and Irish Republican Army and guess what? London still runs today.

London does not shoot back, when someone bombed them, the people became determined and resolve to deal with it.

I do not care who did it -- some accused the Al-Qaeda, some accused the others -- bombing on London and its people never work. Look at the history of London -- it always wins. It will lick its wounds and come out on the top -- as always.

Londoners, drink some for me at these pubs. And party hard -- pile the damned alcohol in yourselves. After all, this is London!

That is why I loved London.

Oh, yeah, this may be a turning point for all of us. If the bombings are perpetuated by Al-Qaeda, you can bet that the Britons will find Osama Bin Laden in a swift manner whereas the Bush Administration and the United Statea Armed Forces cannot find him. The Britons do not like unfinished businesses, they finish it ... fast and effectively. Unlike us.

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Home Is What It Is All About

Gotta Love Scare Gus! A while ago, Gus alerted me that his mother drove by our apartment and saw two men inside our place on a day that neither of us were at home. That freaked me and Gus out. Today, I got home with a sense of anticipation to discover the place in shambles after the burglary incident.

When I entered the apartment, nothing was taken away. Not at all. I checked every room and much to my delight, nothing was taken away. I sat down and typed the email to Gus to notify him of good news. But I did not address like this. I wrote "Bad news" on the subject line.

Then in the body, I wrote: "Nobody wanted your DVD player, flat widescreen TV, Sorenson Videophone, your computer, my stuff and your bedroom stuff -- because you are so cheap."

I was going to add that his mother was on crack or something. But I decided against it.

Gus fired back, "DO NOT EVER SAY 'BAD NEWS' ON THE SUBJECT LINE -- I NEARLY DIED OF HEART ATTACK!"

Gotta love scarying guys like that once in a while.

Gordon Is Idiot: Last night, I met Gordon at Cobalt Bar. For your information, Gordon is imbecile, simply put. Gus and I was talking about a particular hearing guy across the room when we saw Greg dismissing Gordon's claims and signed, "You're full of shit, Gordon!"

It turns out that Gordon claimed that he saw Gus and I talking about us planning to have one night stand or something like that. I exclaimed to Greg that he is absolutely correct when it comes to crap like that. Gordon, get a life. You may know signs, but you cannot read anyone's signs worth a shit. So fuck off.

Where Is Ruarc & Patti?!: I rarely see RJ online -- I gotta slap him once in a while and maybe fuck him in the ass just to make him squirm and laugh like a fucking hyena. I love the way RJ laughed -- it reminds me of The Lion King's nutty hyena who does not know how to instigate a laugh or a cry over insignificant things but RJ is pretty cute and good guy.

As for Patti Raswant, I miss her company. I desperately want to get in touch with her in order to get together with her during the RAD 2005 Conference on July 14 - 24. Don't you think she's gorgeous even with the fact that she's over 45?

In this picture, I was pledging for Alpha Sigma Pi fraternity, Jaime Lugo was feeding me with food and drinks whereas I fed Gerardo on my left, it was fun. I found this picture -- did not know that RJ was behind me and Patti was smirking at our pledges' antics.

Oh, yeah, Ruarc is RJ. Too bad, he's heterosexual prick.

One of the Great Pictures: In 1998, Gallaudet celebrated the Tenth Anniversary of Deaf President Now Movement (DPN). IN its last bash, practically everyone went to the DPN Gala at the Washington Grand Hyatt Hotel -- suffice to say, everyone had a good time. It was surreal watching the students mingling with the faculty and staff on a leisurely manner. It was this particular party that Adrian told me he liked me and wondered if I could dye my hair white just for him. Of course, I said NO!

Then someone asked me and my fraternity brothers to pose up -- which is something I'm not a fan because I always looked awful in these craps. But this one happened to be good one, I think. Oh, yeah, Adrian is Roger's twin brother.

When I Win, I Gloat! It was reported that Dale Patterson is now retreating to lick his wounds after I trashed him on my blog of his antics on me and others. From what I understood someone else, he is staying away from the "internet" because of hurtful slurs that was directed at him. Good riddance, fatso tubbo.

This picture where a group of soccer players in the UCLA uniforms were celebrating the national championship by pulling an upset over heavily favored Virginia Cavaliers -- you can see Virginia's Sam Franklin trying to compose himself and could not believe that the upstarts had stole the show. You can see the guys behind Sam Franklin cheering, gloating and so on. Sometimes I can feel for Sam, sometimes I can feel for the guys in blue uniforms. It's all about the moods when I am in one.

I Quarterback And Push Others: Two nights ago, Tabby and I had a discussion about how things turned out the way I prophesied. Even to many people's chagrins, things eventually ended up the way I predicted it would be. Be it sex, life, politics and all that shit. Some even went as far as to hate me for that, some probably became loyal friends with me, some just stood and observed the antics of mine from distance. Tabby also mentioned things were "bored" in the District without me around to push people's buttons. Like Helmuth said, "It is DEAD here without you!"

I think they can make it lively if they used the right matches to lit the firecrackers, simply put. Sometimes I feel like Mike Winiecki, the guy behind the guy who dribbled the basketball across the court. You see, Mike Winiecki does not like to lose a game, he knew he cannot win games for himself by scoring all points -- instead of losing, he pushed his players to play on his level so they can win. AT his own game.

As you already saw the picture, try to visualize how it works with me and my peers, I push my friends and try to pull them to play on my level the way it works for me. Why? Because it is fun ... this way.

Mike Winiecki rocked my hormones when I was in high school. Too bad he's heterosexual living his dream with some bimbo and few kids running loose.

Cheers,

R-

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Is Tom Cruise Gay?

I heard different stories about Tom Cruise. Each time, I am convinced that he is gay. But more of Roehmosexual than Gay, really.

I knew of a Deaf acquaintenance in Los Angeles who swears that he was picked up by Tom Cruise's bodyguard after Tom handpicked him to the bodyguard at The Abbey. Even his best friend colloborated on this story. He went on to say that Nicole Kidman knew all about it.

I do not know whether to believe it or not.

But there has been accusations by few people at different times -- they suddenly vanished after Cruise unleashed his own group of lawyers to snuff out the "rumors" or "innuendos" regarding Cruise's sexuality.

Now with the bizarre relationship between him and Katie Holmes, this article is certainly interesting thing to check out.

Cheers,

R-

506 L Street, NE

Last Saturday morning on my way to see the Newmans, I walked by the bright-but-dull blue-colored house with 506 imprinted on the mid-roof just above the porch. A lot of flashbacks.

kaybee, Perlis, defBef, Dylan, Jake, Wil, Otis, Tammy, Chanda, Nathan, Erik, Manny, Boucher, Casler, Wilkinson and many more.

My first 'Shroom trip occurred in that place. The drunkard Youens, in her bizarre sense, decided she wanted to sit on my birthday cake which was made by Patti Raswant when I was tripping on 'Shroom.

I remembered Erik complaining to me that he has to endure watching the "ENON BAPTIST CHURCH" right across the street from his bedroom while he was getting fucked by a guy. He had no curtains.

I remembered Manny decorating his bedroom with tree limbs all over the ceiling. Creepy.

I remembered Chanda asking me to verify about something on Erik's sphincter.

I remembered Erik going berserk and destroy the coffeetable by picking it and toss it back on the floor, caused four legs to go out -- hysterical.

I remembered rubbing a guy's tummy when he was lying on the floor under the car (I could not see his face) -- I thought it was Wil whom has been tolerant of my antics, but this guy was not even Wil! I turned beet red.

I remembered so many instances, bad and good, out of this 506 L Street. I lived a block away from this on K street but I admitted that I frequented the place as much as can be.

Friends who were at 506 L Street, NE -- please do share your memories.

Cheers,

R-

DC's NE Is In Progress

The Neighborhood of Northeast: It delighted me to know that I can walk on M Street in NE around midnight from the new Metro station (Florida Avenue/Gallaudet U Metro Station) to my friend's place on 10th Street NE. I noticed that the neighborhood, well known for its poor ghetto, is going through the gentrification process that uplifts the look of the area. One by one, the houses are becoming the houses that I wanted to live in. Which I could not say that about 10 years ago. Well done, Washingtonians. And yes, it is not complete -- it is work in progress.

Graystorm & Co.: Last Sunday night, I bumped into the fellow bloggers in Billy Kekua and Larry along with the assortments of KT, Don, Lee, Manny, Merritt, Jason and so on. It was good to see them once again. We cracked jokes and all that. Later, KT and Larry left. A cute guy who turned out to be Iranian flirted with me -- his name is Xerxes. Bizarre name -- I cannot imagine saying, "Oh, Xerxes!" But he has gorgeous eyes.

Oh, yeah, at that bar, Manny and I 005ed at two hearies for being so rude and abrasive. It was hysterical.

July 4th Fireworks: Thanks to Lee, Jason and I totally missed the fireworks -- we could barely see the fireworks from distance. But again, who wants to deal with the crowds on the Mall? Certainly not me. So off to DuPont Circle we went. We barhopped a lot. Went to The Fireplace's -- learned that Marb(t)y Bonales and someone else are banned from entering the bar due to the fiasco that they caused last month during the Memorial Day Weekend. Oh, can you say, "Not my problem!"??

Travis, Nathan and I: We went to Ben's Chili Bowl and had a great time munching these chili dogs and cracked jokes about everything else in the progress. Travis and Nathan are my fraternity brothers. Nathan is Mormon and yes, he's gorgeous to look at. I joked to Travis in front of Nathan that caused Nathan to go beet red as I said, "Travis, you know, there is something about Mormons that I want to hump -- I really can't wait to go to Salt Lake City in 2007 just to checkmark one Mormon off my list."

Suffice to say, Nathan turned and grinned so hard. Typical Mormon smile.

Then Travis and I had the funniest conversation which we nearly died of dehyderation -- it is about Mt. Rainier's glaciers, I told him that I learned that 14 out of 20 glaciers in Lower 48 states are on the Mt. Rainier's slopes. I told Travis, "If Mt. Rainier decided to explode, the glaciers could hurl itself through the skyscrapers in Tacoma and Seattle."

Travis chortled, "The Bush Administration will announce that the glaciers are terrorists and that by all means, we shall hunt down the glaciers and destroy them before they disrupt the American Way!"

I chortled, "Eco-terrorists!"

Travis laughed, "Y-E-S! Bush probably will try to bomb the glaciers all over the world but the glaciers escaped! Then he will address the nation that the glaciers escaped by melting! But next time, they won't melt."

So the absurd conversations ricocheted from me to Travis on how Bush would react to the glaciers being the eco-terrorists. That's why I enjoyed hanging out with Travis because we could keep up saying ridiculous things until the end.

Movies, Movies and Movies: Resident Evil: Apocalypse is interesting film. I noticed that it was filmed in Toronto. Boogeyman is scary. Meet The Fockers is okay -- it is overrated one! I finally saw Reign of Fire, it could be better. Matthew McC ... I cannot spell his last name, though -- when he took his shirt off and shaved his head and tried to jump onward to the male Dragon which ate him in a swift manner, he was sexy. OH, well, it lasted few seconds before he was eaten alive.

RAD Mess: I heard that a certain professor from Gallaudet travelled to Europe , he is encouraging people not to buy $350 combo ticket for RAD Conference -- only to select few ones -- as the means to boycott the RAD Board and CMRA Committees for their shitty efforts to reach the registrants. How did I know? I have a friend in Amsterdam who bumped in this fella and he was telling my friend and others not to cash in $350 combo ticket.

I also found a place to stay for 7 days for free. I shall have the access to the Internet and all that -- I shall live-blog during the week of Rainbow Alliance of the Deaf 2005 Conference.

3 more friends of mine decided not to go to RAD 2005 Conference because they lacked the sufficient information. It is getting bad, folks.

I Saw Gus English: I saw him at Cobalt last night. He looked cuter when he gained some pounds. Back then, he was like a pencil. Now he is cute. Umm ...

Tabitha Is Cool: Last night, we went to I Siam, a Thai Cuisine on 8th Street SE by Massachusetts Ave SE next to Blockbuster Video. Pad See Eew is delicious. It was always good to see Tabby. I'm glad that she is coming up to Philadelphia this weekend, then I'll come down to DC next week for RAD 2005 Conference.

It should be fun and exhilarating.

R-

Sunday, July 03, 2005

7.3.05 Tidbits

A Leap In Progress: In Santa Fe, New Mexico where the New Mexico School for the Deaf is located in, I knew of a couple who complained that the school is bit too tolerant and liberal for their children to attend. When I heard of this, I quickly got in touch with someone else in Santa Fe to get confirmation. And it was confirmed that it did happen and it was no big deal.

At the high school graduation ceremony, the valedictorian mentioned that she thanked her "partner" or "lover" for her support, endurance and love to help her graduate. Someone felt that what happened is so ... liberal. When one is tolerant and open-minded, it is automatically called "liberal" by any means! Such a ridiculous mentality.

I knew of a guy that worked at NMSD. He used to work as Coordinator Residence Educator before heading off to NMSD. I personally lost the respect for Cliff a while ago because of a fiasco that occurred with my job as Resident Advisor which he fired me unjustly and I fought savagely and won it back with the support and blessing of Campus Life Director Sue Hanrahan (God bless her!). She also ordered Cliff to apologize for what he did to me. He never did.

The Newmans: Spending the day and night with the Newmans is quite a blessing. It is sane. It is all about love. I love Todd like a brother. I love Dyan. I love Tayla and Thor. It was good to see Angela there as well. We had steak kabobs and chatted all day long to catch up with what we did in our lives. Dyan mentioned that she's stopping taking the pills and gave me a smirk.

Dyan is good mother. It was quite amusing that Tayla is going to her first camping for a week. Dyan went into a mother-mode and work on the details to ensure that Tayla has everything she needed before hopping off to the camping for a week. At 8, it is Tayla's first one ever. Dyan is understandably worried and aghast about it. I chortled, "Soon, she's off to college before you know."

Dyan smiled then pulled the sort of sad smile, "Yeah, I'm bit worried about it." Then she laughed. No wonder she would like to get third and ... fourth. Todd is all for it as he went on to explain the logics of his age and his children. Thor is awfully cute. He is quite an affection monster -- he's going to charm anyone out of their minds eventually. Like father, like son.

Pics will be posted eventually.

Spring Ridge: I cannot believe what I saw last night when a child talked to Tayla via the videophone, I was curious whether if he went to MSD or not. The brat, probably 9 or 10, from the deaf family ... italian one. He said, "Of course I go to MSD, I live in Spring Ridge!"

I was at loss to know what is the big deal about Spring Ridge, Todd and Tayla (at 8) explained that it is "exclusive neighborhood" where many Deaf families who has these money and expectations.

I turned to see the brat on the tube saying, "YOU DONT KNOW WHAT SPRING RIDGE? MY GOD!"

I shot back, "Well, I'm not from here. I lived in New York and Philadelphia!" The brat challenged me on few things which I dismissed it -- I teased that he should get a custodial job when he finish his time at MSD. "I will go to Gallaudet when I'm done with it!" He boasted. I smiled, "I hope you find a custodian job at Gallaudet."

Good grief -- like Gallaudet needs another punchbag like Dorian Yanke.

Later, I talked with few people -- they said that apparently, some Deaf families flocked to Spring Ridge in Frederick as the means to be part of that "exclusive community" reserved for affluent, well-to-do, narcissistic and reputation-driven. It is OK to be part of the "cream of the crops" but this concept of "exclusive community" will not prepare their brats in dealing with the real world outside -- not everyone else is smart nor rich. I won't be surprised that these neighborhoods will produce a group of nuts like Dorian Yanke.

I have no complain that Frederick has become one of the nation's favorite place for Deaf people to live, mingle and send their Deaf brats to MSD. I heard that there are lots of power struggles among the administration at MSD. If I had a family of my own and that I have deaf children, you can bet that it is off to Frederick I go. Why? Because in Frederick, it is OK to be Deaf, people get used to it. People do not give you hard time when you indicated that you're Deaf. It is somewhat utopia grounds for Deaf people to regain their sanity.

But Spring Ridge? It is absurd to see kids bragging about it. Even worse, I was told that their parents bragged about it as well. Folks, nobody in New York or in Los Angeles cares about Spring Ridge.

R-

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Karl Rove Is The Leaker!

Remember the fiasco that someone in White House leaked on information that jeopardized the CIA agent's life -- Valerie Plame? The Courts ordered the reporter to identify who's who or face jail time.

And the reporter, Michael Cooper, is working with Newsweek Magazine to reveal that the sources which identified the CIA agent, Valerie Plame, came from Karl Rove, the White House Deputy Chief of Staff! GW Bush's right man himself was the one who leaked the information, thus to endanger the life and career of Valerie Plame.

Scott McClellan, the White House Spokesman, said that anyone who leaked this should be fired. Let's see if White House will fire Karl Rove.

Yeah, right.

I am willing to bet that the Administration will try to distract the attention by doing something different to take away the troubles off from Karl Rove. Maybe killing a lot of people will distract us from dealing with people who violated the rule of law.

R-