How Can I Be A Pig?

It amused me to no end that someone called me a pig. If you read his blogs, you'd see that he enjoys raunchy sex, frequents sex and all that stuff. In the gay community, a pig is reserved for men who likes raunchy sex.

I'm not in that. I laugh at it, but I'm not into that. But he is -- who is a true pig? He is. Not me. The logic dictated that he is a pig. But what do I expect from a hearie, really?

I wanted to emphasize the facts that I do *not* resent hearing people. I do not feel bitter towards them. I just do not care about them, I have some hearing friends and they are great to me. I appreciated that as well. But I'm talking about "these" hearies.

For example, when a hearing person learned new signs, they tend to attempt in telling deaf people that their signs are *wrong*. That is forbit. A big-time *forbit*! When one did that, it turned me off.

When a hearing person wants to be a teacher of the deaf, I cringe because I grew up dealing with horrible teachers who think they knew better for us to follow and live by. I reject that 'plantation mentality'. It is my wish that there are only Deaf teachers for Deaf children.

I always sneered at people who studied in audiology and speech therapy. Why study something that is already dead? When I was a kid, I was forced to sit very close to a speech therapist who is very old woman with 1,500 wrinkles in her face and neck. I had to feel her neck, her nose and her air out of her fucking mouth. Her breath kept on blowing in my face. What a nightmare. Maybe that is why I am gay. Who knows?

But the point is that I do not resent or feel bitter towards them, I just have the opinions that hearing persons should back off and treat us as equals, not otherwise. As of now, I do not see any changes in the society we live in, so I am being cynical at times.

But my two boyfriends were hearing. How weird is that? But who cares, really?

R-

Here's my turd!

I remembered the tale by Chlms' sister about her experiences in working at the zoo. She mentioned that the chimpanzees threw the turds at her. She was offended but the folks who worked at the zoo told her that it is their way of saying that Stacy is a hot chick and that they were trying to mark her as theirs.

I was thinking about this today, you know, it'll be so fucking surreal if we see gay men doing that in gay bars. Can you imagine walking around the bar and suddenly, a turd splattered on your back or chest or face? But again, what if a hot dude comes in the gay bar, and everyone throws the turds at him.

I see that Berna created her blog as well. Berna, Berna!

My memories with Berna was absolutely great. I remembered the icy pool in Arizona where she pressured me to take a quick dip in the pool in the dark hours during the month of January. I resisted but caved in to the pressures. I jumped. By god, it was so freezing that I could not find my penis. I had to issue a profile on a milk carton that my penis was missing.

I remembered Berna and me busting one guy having a fling with another guy from gay.com ... he thought we were sleeping but we were waiting on him then he brought someone in the apartment, we decided to turn the lights on and wait for them to come out. So *funny*.

I remembered asking Berna where the 2 pounds of tea were when she and the gang's car broke down in Socorro, New Mexico. She said, "I stayed at the Sheriff's Department and slept in a jail room, but it was not locked." I assumed if the tea were left in the car. She said, "No, we took it with us." I said, "What?" She said, "They said it's best that we carry everything with me because lots of illegal aliens will steal anything that is left on the highways. I gasped and said, "You mean, you took the fucking 2 1/2 pounds of tea into the police station and walked out with it? She nodded. Such a priceless moment.

Remember the Fireworks in Las Vegas? Such a drama! We were all high and raced to the top floor of the 10-story parking lot to watch the fireworks. But the security officers told us that the top floor is empty and off-limits (our car was the only one there), I quickly looked at the time. It was 11:58 PM. I quickly asked Rosalie to use her charisma and give the security officers hard time so that we can stall them in order to watch the fireworks. She did a good job -- suddenly, the explosions banged just right above us. It scared the shit out of us all but we howled with laughters, it was unexpected and so funny!

One more story, Keith told me this before -- he was in Paris and there was a gypsy beggar who persisted on Keith for some changes. He got fed up and slapped the gypsy beggar's cup and it flew all over the floor. Keith has the guts to do that and that guy was ready to attack Keith ...

These are my friends, always fun and full of life. So welcome, Berna.

R-

Few Changes, Really

I decided to alter the appearance. But the problem is that I forgot how to insert the email address link. I'd have to look in some books somewhere else.

And I'd like to add IM as well since I'm on DSL all the time. Umm ...

Any feedbacks on how to insert the IM and/or email link, please feel free to tell me how.

Damn, when you need something, it's not there. When you don't need it, it pops up.

Later,

R-

Tipping, Weight Loss, Rumors ... !

I am sick of hearing and deaf people who perpetuated that deaf people are bad tippers. I dont think we are that bad. Some of us did *not* know how to tip properly because nobody told them. But I do tip, even with a lousy drink or a dinner plate. I knew of a hearing guy who refused to tip when he got a shoddy treatment by some waiters. He said that some people do not deserve a tip. Many of us are diverse. Some tips, some do not tip.

But hearies and audists like to categorize us at times. That really annoyed me the most.

You know, it is OK to read a comic book. One guy said that I lived in a fantasy world because I read these books. Excuse me, if that is the case, then tell me why people go to the movies? Why people read the fiction novels? I never said that Mordru is my favorite person -- I always said that he is my favorite character. I think it is safe to say that I have more books than comic books in my bedroom. Some people loved Frodo, and what is the point?

Last night, I chatted with a hearing friend of mine (a neighbor) who also read some vicious remarks by a certain person. He said that I should call the cops in order to protect myself since he knew who I am. And he also added that my English skills are fine.

How many times should I repeat this? English is *not* my first language. I always aim to improve my skills ... so naturally, I'm sick of people criticizing others' skills. When one argues with some merits, people has to resort to name-calling insults and threats.

I hadn't decided whether to go to the District this weekend to be part of Gallaudet's Rock Festival hoopla. See, see.

I will get a chance to dine and wine with Aronowicz Gal -- a girl that I hadn't seen in 10 years. She found me on tickle.com and was shocked that I live here in New York. I was also shocked that she is back in New York, too. Yay! We'll chit-chat for hours, for sure!!! Such a gorgeous and classy gal.

Last night, I was wearing the yellow sweater with Gallaudet on it, the one that Mitch gave it to me last year. I noticed something interesting. Initially, it fits me last year. Now it's too big for me. The lines on the sweater by my shoulders are now in the lower part of the upper arms. So maybe I did lose some -- but I need to sign up for some workouts to crush this hideous belly. One guy said that it's so cute and he'll disown me if I get rid of it. And guess what? I'm gonna get rid of it.

Cheers,

R-

I Had Been Thinking ...

I had been thinking hard about the way I reacted and treated Ryan on comments and articles. I decided that it is inappropriate and way out of my character to mistreat someone else like that. I just cannot live with this conscience where I do that.

All in all, I often use the blogsite as a way to humor and put some spices to my life which I enjoyed very much so far in New York.

I personally enjoyed reading Ryan's articles until he seemed to talk openly about the open-relationships which I am not fond of. Then it escalated when I interjected the HIV thing into the form. It was not appropriate of me to do that. For that, I apologize.

Frankly, I do not want to have enemies at all. I just am tired of dealing with hearing ignorants all the time, adding new enemies on the list is not what I needed, though.

So I am deleting the postings I retaliated at Ryan and others. Ryan, I am sorry for the way I reacted.

To some people who were offended by my comments at Ryan, I'm sorry.

But to many friends of mine, they knew that I'm very harmless who likes to crack jokes on many things in life.

Peace,

R-

Few Tidbits

Two weeks ago, something happened in The Bronx -- yeah, you call it THE Bronx, not Bronx -- there was an owner of ice cream truck driving down the street, another ice cream truck's driver came out and attacked the other one because they were stealing their routes and business. Ice cream trucks? What's next?

You know, hearing people amazed me. And they are stupid, too. Often, that is. Some people said I should educate them about deafness, Deaf culture and American Sign Language. I always shrugged and said, "I was not born to do that, thank you very much -- SKSK to your face!"

No, it is not bitter or resentment. My common sense dictated that it is waste of my time trying to make a difference. So I chose to do what is on the table for me, myself and my soul. Look at my grandmother, she spent her whole life educating hearing people and always very patient woman. In the end, she did not get what she deserved. It amounted to nothing. Hearing people always takes, takes and takes. Look at deaf education, deaf agencies, Gallaudet et al. Deaf people has to *fight* to achieve what they wanted in life. Deaf people wanted to take control of deaf schools, hearing administrators objected. Deaf people wanted to take control of deaf-owned agencies, hearing administrators bickered and sabotaged.

Needless to say, it is a cycle that we have to endure for years. Am I bitter? No. I am being realistic and of course, very wary of hearing people. When one hearing person is too nice, something is going on, trust me. Sooner or later, they will use what is on your table and turn it against you.

Of course, not all hearing people are like that, but the majority of hearing people are like that.

Ahh, to clear up some confusions, I do have some friends who are HIV Positive, in fact, I am very close friend with him. I do not feel that he was irresponsible. He made a mistake. But for a person to trust a man (lover) and not to wear a condom in the first place is irresponsible, period. Why do you trust men, especially hearing men? They are dogs, plain and simple. They are always lying and horny all the time.

And for someone to say that he always is worried about infecting someone else everyday, then clean up his acts. Don't go out and do one-night stands. I know of a friend who has HIV Positive and he is not worried all the time. Know why? Because he does not go out and fuck every night or 5 times per week! In order to stop worrying too much, one has to tone and control himself.

Open-relationships made the concept of marriage a moot, I think. What is the point of having a marriage if you want to bomp everyone else that moves?

Ahh, I hate Tennessee and Connecticut -- they are playing for the national championship game for the 2nd straight year. And for the second straight year, I selected not to watch the game. That game is like a CD overplayed repeatedly over the years. Ugh.

Instead, I'll go with friends to see a movie tonight.

Cheers,

R-

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