It is interesting to note that the international community has condemned the American soldiers for humiliating the Iraqi prisoners with various acts. But nobody condemned the crazed Iraqis who dragged the dead American bodies and mutilated it and hung the bodies by a bridge with children and parents cheering and smiling.
This is sickening ... but that is the reality of being in a war business.
Surdus, you are hypocrite at its best. Always ready to attack the US Government when it made a mistake, but vanished when the Americans were being mutilated, abused and bombed by others.
Shane, think about it. Bush sucks, so are the folks in Middle East.
R-
Thursday, May 06, 2004
This, there and THAT!
Few thoughts to ponder today.
The Army scandal in Iraqi prison, Abu Gahrib where some soldiers forced or humiliated the Iraqi prisoners to stimulate sexual acts, to molest each other ... it makes the Republicans and Pentagon officials stupid than ever when they refused to permit gays in the military.
But again, I always believed that any Armed Forces in any country are barbaric -- they were trained to be like that. They were and still are barbaric even if they got the medals for whatever they did -- they are still destroying, killing and maiming everyone else in the process.
Again, what happened in Iraq already cemented what the Arabs said -- it is an occupation of some sorts.
Ahh. Manny and Merritt stayed with me for two nights in a row. It was fun. Took them to many places as can be. They just left today. Ask them for details if you dare.
Few pictures to show y'all.
Darlene, my good friend, went to Tokyo, Japan for several months and had this picture that I thought are so cute. Yes, these little girls are Deaf, is it obvious?
I posted two extra pics of myself -- one was taken yesterday when I was eating some lo mein in my boss' office at work. I look so fugly, don't I? And Lee from Wisconsin emailed me an old picture of us partying at Badlands, now known as The Apex.
Enjoy it while you can!
R-
The Army scandal in Iraqi prison, Abu Gahrib where some soldiers forced or humiliated the Iraqi prisoners to stimulate sexual acts, to molest each other ... it makes the Republicans and Pentagon officials stupid than ever when they refused to permit gays in the military.
But again, I always believed that any Armed Forces in any country are barbaric -- they were trained to be like that. They were and still are barbaric even if they got the medals for whatever they did -- they are still destroying, killing and maiming everyone else in the process.
Again, what happened in Iraq already cemented what the Arabs said -- it is an occupation of some sorts.
Ahh. Manny and Merritt stayed with me for two nights in a row. It was fun. Took them to many places as can be. They just left today. Ask them for details if you dare.
Few pictures to show y'all.
Darlene, my good friend, went to Tokyo, Japan for several months and had this picture that I thought are so cute. Yes, these little girls are Deaf, is it obvious?
I posted two extra pics of myself -- one was taken yesterday when I was eating some lo mein in my boss' office at work. I look so fugly, don't I? And Lee from Wisconsin emailed me an old picture of us partying at Badlands, now known as The Apex.
Enjoy it while you can!
R-
Really, Very Interesting Questions, Though!
Thanks to thatmattdude for letting me take his questions on my blog. R-
1. Who is the last person you've handwritten a letter to?
My former landlord before I moved out last week.
2. What's in your work area that most people might not have?
Many deaf people (Staff and consumers), many crazies and purple walls. Ask Manny, Merritt or Benis.
3. The last time you've teared...
Last December 24, 2003
4. Who do you fear the most?
Condeleeza Rice -- there is something about her ... she is plotting something for her own agenda
5. What was your first paying job and how old were you?
14 with a work permit from the city to work at ... McDonalds where billions and billions of hamburgers were sold.
YOUR TURN! SAME QUESTIONS!
1. Who is the last person you've handwritten a letter to?
My former landlord before I moved out last week.
2. What's in your work area that most people might not have?
Many deaf people (Staff and consumers), many crazies and purple walls. Ask Manny, Merritt or Benis.
3. The last time you've teared...
Last December 24, 2003
4. Who do you fear the most?
Condeleeza Rice -- there is something about her ... she is plotting something for her own agenda
5. What was your first paying job and how old were you?
14 with a work permit from the city to work at ... McDonalds where billions and billions of hamburgers were sold.
YOUR TURN! SAME QUESTIONS!
Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Introducing the Kuhn Triplets!
Thanks to Larry Gray's comments about my fraternity brothers. Chris, Curt and Craig Kuhn are the identical triplets of Ursa, Illinois -- now Jacksonville, Illinois.
Travis Imel and I once drove to Jacksonville, Illinois. Don't think anyone else from NYC can survive in Jax. It is very boring town -- believe it or not, there are MANY video stores to choose from. That says a lot.
Anyway, the Kuhn triplets also are my pledge brothers. We pledged together in '95 or '96. I'm not sure which one, sorry. But it was hysterical, blast and awesome experience. After the first few days, I could not identify which one is Craig, Curt or Chris but after that ... it's easy. Curt has a scar on his nose, Craig is arrogant dude that any fags in East Village would die for, Chris is laid-back, quiet and calculating. They were pretty inseparable, to say the least.
Seeing the picture in an article made me miss them a little.
To play the game -- can you tell me who's who in this picture and answer it in the comment section? Which one is Chris, Curt and Craig?
Love you, Chris, Craig and Curt!!
R-
Travis Imel and I once drove to Jacksonville, Illinois. Don't think anyone else from NYC can survive in Jax. It is very boring town -- believe it or not, there are MANY video stores to choose from. That says a lot.
Anyway, the Kuhn triplets also are my pledge brothers. We pledged together in '95 or '96. I'm not sure which one, sorry. But it was hysterical, blast and awesome experience. After the first few days, I could not identify which one is Craig, Curt or Chris but after that ... it's easy. Curt has a scar on his nose, Craig is arrogant dude that any fags in East Village would die for, Chris is laid-back, quiet and calculating. They were pretty inseparable, to say the least.
Seeing the picture in an article made me miss them a little.
To play the game -- can you tell me who's who in this picture and answer it in the comment section? Which one is Chris, Curt and Craig?
Love you, Chris, Craig and Curt!!
R-
Some Gossip from Gallaudet, What Else Is New?
NOTE: I did not search for the information. When I said I shall find out, I already got 4 emails and messages from different people, ready to supply me the information. If you know the Economics 101, it is all about supply and demand.
Well, well. The information is sketchy at its best. There was two freshmen, Laura and Megan, who were guarding the burial between Peet Hall and the library. Apparently, 10 girls and one boy were in a truck. They were drunk and ran over two freshmen who were guarding the burial from vandalism for a night. Both freshmen were injured. It was driven by my best friend's sister. Which, of course, made me roll my eyes.
I'm sure I will gather more information on this later.
On other hand, last night, Benis and I chit-chatted on the bus for two hours without moving at all. We got to Chinatown at 8:48 PM and the bus does not leave until 11 PM. It was cold and raining. So we just sat and chatted. Too bad we did not make out just to aggravate Aaron from Charlottesville. ;-)
Until then,
R-
Well, well. The information is sketchy at its best. There was two freshmen, Laura and Megan, who were guarding the burial between Peet Hall and the library. Apparently, 10 girls and one boy were in a truck. They were drunk and ran over two freshmen who were guarding the burial from vandalism for a night. Both freshmen were injured. It was driven by my best friend's sister. Which, of course, made me roll my eyes.
I'm sure I will gather more information on this later.
On other hand, last night, Benis and I chit-chatted on the bus for two hours without moving at all. We got to Chinatown at 8:48 PM and the bus does not leave until 11 PM. It was cold and raining. So we just sat and chatted. Too bad we did not make out just to aggravate Aaron from Charlottesville. ;-)
Until then,
R-
Monday, May 03, 2004
DJ Aaron Elvis' Triple XXX Party
Benis and I rounded up Web and Lil Joe for some fun and drama at the legendary Triple XXX Party at The Hole. According to the information, the Triple XXX Party will be the last time ever at The Hole.
It was Benis, Web and Lil Joe's first time ever. My fourth time. Suffice to say, we "is the VEE" all the night long!! So many dicks, so many drunks, so many assholes, so many cool dudes.
It was difficult to pin what's happening from the beginning to the end. But there were some negative moments that shocked me a little. It is not cool to pull someone to go downstairs to play when one said no. It is not cool to pull someone to enter the bathroom when one said no. It is not cool!!
The bartenders were charming. Even after an hour of free drinks, I kept on getting free drinks or reduced prices. They did not have to do that but they did. I probably gave them 1,842 dollars in tips. ;-)
The go-go boys were insane. The drunkards everywhere were ... all that. I think Benis, Web and Lil Joe will not be able to think clearly for the next two or three days. There were moments that people became very aggressive in chasing my friend, Benis. That was a big fuckin' NO-NO! Which part did you not understand what Benis said when he said, "NO, no, no!"???
The music was good, knowing myself -- I'm not a fan of music. But feeling the soft vibrations all night long was great. The DJ is none other than Aaron Elvis, the owner of Narcissism 101. Met him, he's charming dude. He's funny, sweet and a gentleman. We had good conversations while Benis, Web and Lil Joe were in search of shock"ment" values.
Shortly, Web left. Benis and I were supposed to leave but he wanted to return for few minutes, only to see some incredible drama that unfolded before our eyes -- it was bizarre to see a familiar person on the bar counter like a dog, beckoning a stripper to fuck him in front of 20 or more guys. Totally uncool.
I was in the midst of a chat with Aaron when I felt a thunderous crash. Then I turned to see a ladder on the floor with a naked guy writhing in pain. Because the floor is wet, the ladder slipped with the naked guy on the top part of the ladder -- probably trying to retrieve his clothes (the coat check is right above, you'd have to use the ladder to retrieve your stuff) -- so literally, you could say that naked men actually flew all over.
Men? It happened three times.
That was a cue to go home. I smacked Aaron with a kiss and ran off home with Benis ... needless to say, I was in bed with Benis (nothing happened, trust me) and he kept on talking about what happened at The Hole. I nodded, nodded and dozed off.
Aaron, it was great to meet you. Thanks!
R-
It was Benis, Web and Lil Joe's first time ever. My fourth time. Suffice to say, we "is the VEE" all the night long!! So many dicks, so many drunks, so many assholes, so many cool dudes.
It was difficult to pin what's happening from the beginning to the end. But there were some negative moments that shocked me a little. It is not cool to pull someone to go downstairs to play when one said no. It is not cool to pull someone to enter the bathroom when one said no. It is not cool!!
The bartenders were charming. Even after an hour of free drinks, I kept on getting free drinks or reduced prices. They did not have to do that but they did. I probably gave them 1,842 dollars in tips. ;-)
The go-go boys were insane. The drunkards everywhere were ... all that. I think Benis, Web and Lil Joe will not be able to think clearly for the next two or three days. There were moments that people became very aggressive in chasing my friend, Benis. That was a big fuckin' NO-NO! Which part did you not understand what Benis said when he said, "NO, no, no!"???
The music was good, knowing myself -- I'm not a fan of music. But feeling the soft vibrations all night long was great. The DJ is none other than Aaron Elvis, the owner of Narcissism 101. Met him, he's charming dude. He's funny, sweet and a gentleman. We had good conversations while Benis, Web and Lil Joe were in search of shock"ment" values.
Shortly, Web left. Benis and I were supposed to leave but he wanted to return for few minutes, only to see some incredible drama that unfolded before our eyes -- it was bizarre to see a familiar person on the bar counter like a dog, beckoning a stripper to fuck him in front of 20 or more guys. Totally uncool.
I was in the midst of a chat with Aaron when I felt a thunderous crash. Then I turned to see a ladder on the floor with a naked guy writhing in pain. Because the floor is wet, the ladder slipped with the naked guy on the top part of the ladder -- probably trying to retrieve his clothes (the coat check is right above, you'd have to use the ladder to retrieve your stuff) -- so literally, you could say that naked men actually flew all over.
Men? It happened three times.
That was a cue to go home. I smacked Aaron with a kiss and ran off home with Benis ... needless to say, I was in bed with Benis (nothing happened, trust me) and he kept on talking about what happened at The Hole. I nodded, nodded and dozed off.
Aaron, it was great to meet you. Thanks!
R-
Insane Weekend
Last Friday night in the midst of moving stuff, I picked Benis in Chinatown who arrived from DC by the service of some Chinese bus service. Benis looked good as ever. He also brought Keith along as well. We went to my new apartment, of course, it was so messy and all that. Benis was quick enough to search for a 2-liter bottle in order to create the gravity bong. I was knocked out. So did they.
Later, we pranced around Chelsea and ate. Came home to crash.
The next Saturday morning/afternoon, I fled to Park Slope to pick up my stuff and Shane was kind enough to let me use his car to haul some of my stuff to my new place. I'm bit miffed that he declined my money for the use of gas and car. But I told Shane that he has to let me treat him and his boyfriend out to a dinner this week or next. He accepted. *sigh* Men! Can't live with or without them!!
I was stunned that my roommate tried the G.B. for the first time about 10 minutes after she woke up from the hibernation. Suffice to say, she returned to bed for the next 5 hours. Benis and Keith were naughty boys, can't leave them unsupervised at times. ;-)
After that, Keith, Benis and I went to the Financial District, Soho and Chelsea. One funny moment occured when we were cramped in a subway en route to Soho, we were surrounded by these naive Mennonites and couple of Latino studs. One latino stud was behind Benis. I was holding him to keep the balance while the train rolls off. Benis was yakking, I saw that Latino stud looking down at my right arm which was around Benis' waist while my left arm was holding the metal pole. Since he looked at my right arm, I quickly cupped and groped Benis' ass. Benis was quick to say, "Why are you groping my ass?" I snickered as I saw the Latino stud reacted with a shock then in revulsion. That was so funny. Later I explained the reason to Benis, he was cool with it.
We went to XL and once again, saw Corey. Told him that he's such a Chelsea slut for being on the NEXT Magazine recently. He said he ain't one. Whatever. Introductions were made between Benis and Corey. As usual, Corey did his jabs at me. After that, we went home to recuperate before the classic New York Saturday night began.
Saturday night was bit odd ... Benis was tired so he did not go at all. Keith and I went to The Flat to celebrate a friend's birthday. It was bit boring but too hot to stay put so I told Keith to enjoy himself while I sneak to a gay bar about a block away. As I walked to the bar, I was using my pager to communicate with someone else. One guy tapped me and said Hi. I was the vee. He's nice fellow. From Portland, Oregon. 37. Marine-looking type. But not. Turns out that he liked big men ... like me. He then took care of my frustrations by kissing, and talking. It was nice. Then I was surprised to see Web, Keith, Joe and Maria coming to join with me at Urge.
It was nice time. Got home, did the G.B. trick to knock me out.
On Sunday, Keith, Benis and I mingled in Midtown and went to Grand Central Terminal (my first time, imagine!) -- and it is not bad, I think Union Station in DC is more grandeur than GCT, though. But it is interesting to see that GCT is located right next/under the MetLife building.
Later in the evening, Benis and I had a ... sinister time. More on this in a bit.
R-
Later, we pranced around Chelsea and ate. Came home to crash.
The next Saturday morning/afternoon, I fled to Park Slope to pick up my stuff and Shane was kind enough to let me use his car to haul some of my stuff to my new place. I'm bit miffed that he declined my money for the use of gas and car. But I told Shane that he has to let me treat him and his boyfriend out to a dinner this week or next. He accepted. *sigh* Men! Can't live with or without them!!
I was stunned that my roommate tried the G.B. for the first time about 10 minutes after she woke up from the hibernation. Suffice to say, she returned to bed for the next 5 hours. Benis and Keith were naughty boys, can't leave them unsupervised at times. ;-)
After that, Keith, Benis and I went to the Financial District, Soho and Chelsea. One funny moment occured when we were cramped in a subway en route to Soho, we were surrounded by these naive Mennonites and couple of Latino studs. One latino stud was behind Benis. I was holding him to keep the balance while the train rolls off. Benis was yakking, I saw that Latino stud looking down at my right arm which was around Benis' waist while my left arm was holding the metal pole. Since he looked at my right arm, I quickly cupped and groped Benis' ass. Benis was quick to say, "Why are you groping my ass?" I snickered as I saw the Latino stud reacted with a shock then in revulsion. That was so funny. Later I explained the reason to Benis, he was cool with it.
We went to XL and once again, saw Corey. Told him that he's such a Chelsea slut for being on the NEXT Magazine recently. He said he ain't one. Whatever. Introductions were made between Benis and Corey. As usual, Corey did his jabs at me. After that, we went home to recuperate before the classic New York Saturday night began.
Saturday night was bit odd ... Benis was tired so he did not go at all. Keith and I went to The Flat to celebrate a friend's birthday. It was bit boring but too hot to stay put so I told Keith to enjoy himself while I sneak to a gay bar about a block away. As I walked to the bar, I was using my pager to communicate with someone else. One guy tapped me and said Hi. I was the vee. He's nice fellow. From Portland, Oregon. 37. Marine-looking type. But not. Turns out that he liked big men ... like me. He then took care of my frustrations by kissing, and talking. It was nice. Then I was surprised to see Web, Keith, Joe and Maria coming to join with me at Urge.
It was nice time. Got home, did the G.B. trick to knock me out.
On Sunday, Keith, Benis and I mingled in Midtown and went to Grand Central Terminal (my first time, imagine!) -- and it is not bad, I think Union Station in DC is more grandeur than GCT, though. But it is interesting to see that GCT is located right next/under the MetLife building.
Later in the evening, Benis and I had a ... sinister time. More on this in a bit.
R-
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