Here Is Psychococa!!

I kept on forgetting to include Psychococa on my Friends Blog. She is from Chesapeake -- I knew her through Benis. Now she's part of the family.

R-

Homeless Dude

During the lunch break, I walked to Subway Restaurant to order and munch a 6-inch (That Tricoli fool must be so happy!!) submarine. Before I walk into the shop, I saw one young guy sitting next to the Subway with a cardboard that reads: "Jobless, Homeless, Please Spare A Change. God Bless."

I quickly scoped this young man. This man has a tattoo all over his face. It's everywhere on his face -- forehead, cheeks, chin, nose and neck.

I was thinking, "Did he thinks of consequences when he gets his face tattooed?"

Oy vey.

R-

A Correction To Make and To VEE!!

I made an error in typing that Chris Lambert had two HUGE dogs. Actually, he had one HUGE grey dog and a tiny beagle dog, which made me watch with curiosity at how both dogs interacted with each other.

Had a brief conversation with Keith last night regarding Morganton, himself and his sister. Blah, blah, blah. Realized that I do miss his company. I look forward to the day he gets here.

Another thing to VEE: Web told me that she has a graduation party sponsored by NYU tonight. We talked a little about it and she mentioned, "And yeah, there will be fireworks at 8 PM. Look at this." She pointed at the invitation card. Fireworks for NYU's graduation party? Gallaudet is so cheapskate. Too bad, the fireworks are not for that Tricoli fool.

Guess what? There was not even a big outcry about the beheading of American in the Arab World -- it was largely muted by the Arab Media. See? I rest my fuckin' case. Let's do what Count Dracul did to make his own terror -- why do you think he is known as the Dracula? It is because he beheaded thousands of Islamic fighters and sticked their heads in the wood poles by the roads in Romania and the result is that these fighters are *still* afraid of Romanian folklore.

On another subject, I is the VEE big time when I check the comments and guess who commented on my "Free Hugs?" entry. Jayson Littman! THAT dude who does these things at Washington Square Park every Sunday from 1 PM to 4 PM. Very nice comments. Read what he said:

Hi R-
This is Jayson Littman - the hugger in Washington Square Park. Dont observe from afar, come on over and get a hug. I know you need one.

spread the love,
jayson

I'll consider his offer.

To smile and laugh, I found this on some deaf blogsite and took it ... so enjoy. I always loved this one. Gary Larsen is genius! He found a way to make Deaf people laugh at themselves without degrading Deaf people's language and culture.



Cheers,

R-

HOw Do I Feel Today?

(Thanks to Gus for sending me the picture!!)
That is how I feel today.

Tommy Tricoli annoyed me to no end.

And I found out that a murder took place in Morganton, North Carolina -- the town where my mother, grandmother and uncles attended at North Carolina School for the Deaf. Not only that, my beloved friend, Keith also went to NCSD.

The murderer is none other than Chris Lambert! That dude who has two HUGE dogs at Gallaudet few years ago with a dominant girlfriend who works at Campus Activities. They hadn't identified the deceased female body but I suspect it was that dominant girlfriend, Tallie.

This occured when I said not many deaf people killed the other like hearing people do with each other. Boom, it pops up in my face. AS usual. But my argument still stands, bitches.

C'est la vie!

R-

Hearies, Hearies, Hearies

Two words: LIGHTEN UP!!

This entry is dedicated to hearing persons who mistook me as "angry, self-hating cocksucker" who often lashed out at hearies for something that might happen to me in the past.

Such a silly theory. But that is OK. Maybe my comments are often perceived to be somewhat "anti-hearing", but it is not. It is more of "Oh, fuck, here I go again."

I am not a person who you can come to and say "M..... Y...... N...... A........ M......... E......... I.......S (PAUSE THEN SHRIEK) T........ O......... M......... M........Y!!!"

You get the idea why I say, "Oh, fuck, here I go again with this idiot."

As many of you knew, I am Deaf by birth from a long line of Deaf families in The South. English is not my strongest skill. I try my best all the time to express my thoughts. I always try to improve my writings. But there are people like Tommy Tricoli who took the time to disparage my comments just because I am not good at English.

Come to think of this, the blogger.com was not designed for perfect English.

Who is Tommy Tricoli? Here are his pictures.




Ain't he pretty? Ugh. Not my type. I may be fat but I can lose weight while you'll be like that for the rest of your life. I can cut my hair, and I like my hair chest. I do not have problems with the way I look, but I try to improve myself anyway for better health & sanity (ha! Maybe to make that ugly freak happy as well).

You know, my former houseparent, Bobbie once told me that people who made fun of others are often the ones who has the problems with himself. Go and pop some extra anxiety pills.

This gentleman wrote a blog and stole my pictures and posted on his blog to make somewhat a threat on me. You know ... I find it offensive and flattering.

Tommy Tricoli also accused me of being the one with "NYCAttitudeLady" whereas it was my friend whom I shared the link to her about the cat being killed in that stupid commercial. She was incensed and threw Tommy few of her words -- Tommy thought it was me. Oh, lord.

All in all, Tommy Tricoli reminded me of Dorian Yanke. This is something I am *so* used to it.

I have two hearing siblings, I have some hearing relatives, I also forged a close friendship with 5 or 6 hearing persons in New York. I had two hearing ex boyfriends. I dated a number of hearing guys. I fucked many hearing guys than deaf guys. Am I anti-hearie? You decide.

Apparently, Tommy Tricoli is one stupid biased guy to start with. All of this tug-of-war continued because I made a comment to a guy that I do not approve the relationships where you play around with other guys. That would defeat the whole purpose of marriage, really.

A certain person attacked my beliefs more than the argument itself. Then hell broke loose. I told him that there are people who deserved to be infected with the virus and die with it. Because they played the russian's roulette and it misfired.

That's when Tommy Tricoli jumped in the fray and attacked me of my appearances, made a threat to push me on the speeding bus that might come up my way in East Village where I work and live. A threat that I find it scary.

So from time to time, I shot back with a comment like, "I'll buy fireworks when you're expired." He said to stuff it up my ass. I told him that I'll stuff it and match it and let it fire into his coffin.

It is stupid and silly that continues to cycle from day one. I'm willing to let it go as long as you do the same. But you continue to be like that.

I may be deaf, but you're hearie. What you said is so atypical. I'm fat, you're ugly. What next? I'm hairy, that's what I was born with. So do you but you had to shave in order to sell yourself. To me, it says a lot. But again, it is your life.

R-

These Are Wicked

I was delighted to learn that the Broadway play, Wicked, was nominated in ten categories including the Best Actress in Idina Menzel. I think she deserved it. I also learned that it was the most expensive production of all in Broadway. Makes sense if you look at these decorations. It was stunning.

Check Beth's blogs about some fuckin' anti-deaf folks out there writing against us. They are indeed scary. They made me want to sic Osama bin Laden on them.

Speaking of these Islamic crazies, I wonder if there will be an outcry about the American being beheaded by these barbaric men that Surdus defended!

Now this beheading is worse than these prison abuses, I say -- fuck 'em. If they want barbaric things, let's give it to them! NUKE the whole place!

The majority of these fools are hearing people. I should say, "More power to them to kill each other, so that Deaf people can bypass them for jobs, promotions, et al."

But again, the planet continues to revolve. It never cared for anyone who died or not. Had been that way for millions of years, and shall be that way for another few billions years.

R-

Few Thoughts About Deaf Men ...

DeafNation's RV Tour made a stop at my workplace. The creator of DeafNation is Jed Barish. All I can say is that Angela Otani is lucky to have Jed. Here is the photo of these natural, laid-back and determined Deaf men.

Overall, they're nice folks. Made sure that each person feels comfortable during the visit. I knew Jed through his brother. I knew Anthony through his sister, I knew Branic through Web. That is the price of living in Deaf World -- where everyone knew everyone else.

Time for me to flee to Park Slope to meet Yvonne once again and haul my stuff to my apartment -- for the LAST time. Then I might be off to The Cock Bar tonite.

Cheers,

R-

P.S. Breen, Happy Birthday!