Friday, April 02, 2004

May the Glory of Gaea be with you.

These words were uttered by the Amazons towards each other in love, honor and pride.

I read what Larry talked about Wonder Woman. When I was a kid, I loved Wonder Woman. I even had the posters of Wonder Woman in my dorm room at VSD. How pitiful, is it?

Even worse when I see the repeats, the villains were running so fast and Lynda Carter ran so slow -- yet, she caught them so easily! Well, Lynda Carter is beautiful alcoholic woman, just like Karen Walker.

Anyway, you know that the origins of Wonder Woman is very interesting. Wonder Woman came from a forgotten island named Themyscira where the gods protect from the Man's World. Earlier in the past, the females fled the Man's World and set up its own civilization for women. But since they violated the gods' wishes, the Amazons were ordered to wear the bondages on their wrists as a reminder of who they are from the distant place called the Man's World where they were enslaved by men.

Also, they were granted immortality on a condition that they must safeguard the caverns that could free some kind of demons.

Now ... this is so Greek, is it? But why is Wonder Woman's appearances seem to be so ... USA?

Thanks to George Perez, the writer/artist of Wonder Woman in DC Comics who crafted the origins of Wonder Woman. Themyscira has been hidden away guarded by the gods (Athena, Hera, Aphrodite, Hermes, Demeter and Poseidon), so years has passed by ....

Meanwhile in the Man's World, we eventually evolved to a point where women are capable of flying and be treated as an equal. There was an aspiring aviator in 1950s named Diana Trevor. She wanted to fly an airplane across the Atlantic Ocean. She lost the control of her plane and crashed into the ocean. Poseidon, the god of the oceans sensed the goodness in her and carried her to the shores of Themyscira.

Diana woke up on the beach and was stunned to see the greek-style buildings and she checked her United States Air Force jacket including the golden eagle pin and the US Flag patch. Suddenly, she heard the thunders and screams. It was several women screaming. Diana quickly pulled the gun and cocked it ready as she ran towards the screams. Then she saw a legion of women trying to contain the demon that was trying to break out of the cavern -- the demon was winning and it was hurting some women.

Suddenly, a thunder occured -- the women were startled and saw a lone stranger pointing something at the demon, it caused the demon to roll back into the caverns but not without some women. Diana ran after it into the caverns as the women were stunned to see a different figure saving their lives and running after the demon into the cavern.

Inside the cavern, Diana located the demon and sacrificed her life to save several women as she aimed the gun at the demon's head as the demon's tentacles crushed her body -- it was enough to save women's lives.

The Amazons brought Diana out of the cavern and brought it to Queen Hippolyte who decided to honor her bravery and courage as she ordered the specialists to design a monument after Diana. But it was not enough, Queen Hippolyte decided to set up a contest that will pick *one* Amazon to represent Themyscira. The specialists studied Diana Trevor's clothes in order to design an uniform that will be very special. They took the US flag patch and gold eagle pin and few things ... boom, you get Wonder Woman right there.

Ahh. Thanks, George Perez.

May the Glory of Gaea be with you.

R-

This is for you, Sonny!!

Sonny Wasilowski is perhaps the happiest man in the nation -- bagged and sealed Lisa Macon as Lisa Wasilowski last summer (thus preserved his heterosexual identity) and seeing his favorite college team reach the Final Four in New Orleans -- Minnesota Golden Gophers.

Janel McCarville is obviously big and tough chick. She is what I termed: A corn-fed chick who could plow her way around in the paint to score points and grab rebounds. Just like Stacy Stephens, another corn-fed chick whom I loved at Texas Longhorns.

I just hope UMinn will pound some sense into UConn, especially Diana Taurasi.

Back to Sonny, I asked him if he reads my blogs, he said he did and that it was scandalous. Because I name names in bold. Well, well, well. Not to name names is to defeat the sole purpose of my blog's existence, really. There are many injustices in this world that people got away with it -- I figured if I can help by naming names, I do the Fates a favor or two.

Sonny will never have to worry about me trying to lambast his reputation into smithereens. He is just a cute, skinny boy whom needs to put some meat on his body -- perhaps the marriage itself will do the trick. If he was gay, I still will not want him. He would be certified as a twink and condemned by moi.

Lisa Wasilowski, keep an eye on him ... you know how men are. You once lived in New York City -- if no woman can keep her man occupied, you know what will happen. But good thing about you is that you got Sonny wrapped around ur index finger.

Cheers,

R-

Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Only in New York, my children, only in New York!

Just found this on Cindy Adams' article in NY POST today:

"Two guys at a bar discussing gay marriage. One says: "You know what the downside to that is?". The other says: "A gay divorce?". Sighs the first: "Worse. Gay mothers-in-law."

Do you truly think you'd find that comment in Phoenix, Chlms?

R-

Fuck Iraqis!

Clitch, your cats are not bitches. They are pussycats. According to the dictionary, it says so. :-)

Iraq is pitiful country. It has no pride -- it has no sense of aspirations to be the best. All it does is to chant that the United States suck, bomb the Americans and now, mutilate the bodies and hang it on the bridge. So barbaric.

People complained that we were too harsh on Iraqis. Well, look at them. They are barbaric. They should cleanse the city of Fallujah and force its barbaric nomads to live somewhere else.

Fuck Iraqis.

R-

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

For Women's Final Four, They Are ...

Connecticut, Louisiana State, Minnesota and Tennessee.

I want Louisiana State to win the National Championship. The Final Four is gonna be in New Orleans.

Right now, the fans from Connecticut is very raucous and asshole on the mailing list -- I'm on 24/7 attack mode. Throwing bricks in every direction. I just hope Louisiana State wins the whole thing just to SHUT the fuck up on UConn!!!

Anyway, when I am at the arena or gymnasium, there are always some guys that I stared and drool. Even if they cheer for some team that I disliked the most -- good-looking conquers everything else, I guess. Check this -- you think this guy is hot? Well, I DO!!!!

R-

*GRRR!*

Clitch, I like two of your quotes -- but I'd like to adjust something.

Be silly. Be honest. Be bitch. -by Ridor

With the second quote you wrote, I agreed completely -- sometimes I sit and wonder why do I bother to smile in the first place?

R-

Clifford, Relax!

You need to loosen up yourself. This is *my* blog. I will say whatever I want to. What does not kill you shall make you stronger.

Talking about you opening your legs was supposed to be funny, charming and joke by itself. Don't be a prick about it.

Such threats do not kill me, it just makes things look silly on your part. I wanted to make sure that it is not true related to the rumor we talked earlier.

Don't dwell on it.

I created this blog on a purpose to express my thoughts regardless what one thinks. That is the keyword here -- I did not create the blogsite for you. You happen to find my blog through some people who talked about it. Whoopee.

It is nice to know that some people are reading my blogs. It is certainly nice to read others' blogs. But on a serious note, if you are concerned about what others think of you -- take your blog down. Close it down. Lead a private life where nobody knew who you are. Frankly, no one will give a damn about it. Why do you worry about what I wrote? You knew who I am. You knew that some of my comments do not mean that it is necessarily true.

God! Jesus Christ! Satan!

R-