Monday, May 17, 2004

SoapSucker Wants To Be ASL Interpreter!

Run for your lives! That guy/gal is studying to be ASL Interpreter.

Most of my comments on my blogs are sarcastic at times. If SoapSucker fail to detect and brand me as "not the brightest one in the crayon box", then that person is stupid. S/he obviously did not detect the deaf comments.

But again, what do you expect from hearies who wants to patronize us from day one?

R-

You Know ...

Hearing people always said that Deaf people's ability to read is 4th grade. Ain't that awful? Well, for hearing people, their national average is 5th grade. These things made me roll my eyes, again and again and again.

I bought a new sunglasses in Wildwood, NJ. It is a matter of time before I lose them.

Soon, I'll see two flicks this week -- Miracle and Bulgarian Lover -- should be interesting film (for hearies who thinks we are stupid for watching the films while cannot hearing a sound, they have subtitles, thank you very much SKSKSK!!) to check out.

Benis Is Coming!

What did I do in Wildwood, NJ? It is a town of rednecks, basically but very nice -- Web reserved a nice place that is few hundred feets from the Boardwalk. I had a good time chatting with everyone else. Many deafies, but there were four hearing pals joining as well. It was great.

The ride back to New York was simply torture. Initially, the bus from Wildwood to Atlantic City -- one guy who really smells so bad, I mean -- it made me sick ... at first, he sat two rows behind me, then moved to the row next to me where I cannot stand the stench. I moved back. Then he moved again. That freaked me out but lucky, I got two powerful girls in Web and KB to protect me. LOL.

Then the bus trip to New York from Atlantic City ... I felt sorry for this particular girl ... she wore high heel shoes and she had to stand all the way to NYC. The seats were full. Even where I sat was not exactly comfortable, to throw my sunburn in. It makes things just worse.

I hadn't been to the beach in two years and even summer hasn't started, I already got a fuckin' case of sunburn! Oh, well.

Know what, guys? I am fuckin' amused by Captain-Obvious' postings -- the postings are full of misinformation. Must be teenagers or something.

To coin a phrase from Mark and Keith: SYL!

R-

Captain Obvious is fuckin' ignorant hearie!

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Few Tidbits from Last Week

I neglect to mention that The Worm Within was shared by Tobes at Deansworld.blogspot.com. Thanks, Tobes!

I also want to mention that at NYU Grad Alley Party, Web showed me something that I nearly flipped out. There is a nutrition label on fuckin' cotton candy!! Needless to say, everything is zero except for sugar which comes in at whoopin' 30 grams.

I'm suffering from the sunburn -- will talk more later, right now is not good time. Argh. I did not attempt to get tan or anything at all. I hate tanning, I hate getting sunburn, I hate the beaches and yet, I got the fuckin' sunburn.

Argh.

R-

Friday, May 14, 2004

Few Pics To Smile or Roll Your Eyes!

This is too cute. I hope someday I'll have that ... Jayson, mind yourself! LOL!



Now Daniel is a hottie on Warner Bros TV program called Angel, too bad the show is gonna be cancelled. I always thought he was such a softie.



Now this comic shows my favorite character who is lunging at someone he hated the most, trying to kick the butt who wore the shiny gold helmet -- so you might roll your eyes that I often used this antic to challenge people.



I'm done for the weekend, have fun in wherever you go. :-)

R-

The Trip to Wildwood

I absolutely love The Worm Within by Vincent Eaton. I kept on grinning throughout the story. It is so disgusting and cute!

Had a nice conversation with Jayson Littman via emails, he is nice. I thought it was interesting that he clued on my signature in emails and blogs, I am obviously in need of a hug. Maybe it is true. I tend to be on guard of my feelings. Maybe insecurity. Which is why I tend to permit close friends to get closer to me, but not ordinary friends. Maybe ... I do not know.

My co-worker mistook Web's mother as Web's sister. I was the VEE at Frank when he realized that she is Web's mother. Come to think of this, is this supposed to be a compliment for Web's mother ... or an insult for Web?

Either way, both said that Web's graduation at NYU went very well. Currently, Web is in Wildwood, NJ to celebrate her graduation with friends. I will join with her tonight after I get off at 4:30 PM. It'd be the first time that I get out of NYC since last October when I travelled to the District.

I needed that, though. I have the plans that I will go to Richmond, Virginia on June 4. And between now and last weekend of June, I'll try to sneak to Vermont to rest up in the mountains at some gay bed and breakfast inn. I need the mountains to freshen myself up, not beach. Beaches are for twinks, fools. *spitting*

I have the link to that beheading video. I did not see it. I am contemplating whether to see it or not. Many people who saw it wished they did not see it. Decisions must be made.

Last night was bit weird -- I fell asleep 9:45 PM. The damned pager kept on ringing all night long. I was startled by that -- I even dreamed that Cynthia was talking to me -- I was the VEE ... she asked me about something -- she is currently in Wildwood! Then this morning, I read the message, she was ASKING me to bring some things! I was perplexed. Then walked to Cyn's bedroom, the bedroom is empty.

Too fuckin' bizarre.

R-

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Mark and Me

I will never forget the fiasco that propelled me on the stage before the sellout crowd at Lincoln Theater with Mark, a deaf friend of mine.

It was sold out. Mark, Tabitha, Erin, Jim and I wanted to see a subtitled gay film. Mark insisted that we pretend to be volunteers and Mark gave the volunteer coordinators hard time before they bring three of us, Tabitha, Mark and me, to the back of the stage to wait for something.

Then the coordinator pushed me on the stage to give few words ... apparently, he thought we were the donors for some gay film festival. Mark said, "Hello, hello. My name is Mark. I hope you will enjoy the film tonight." Then he raised his hands to wave as in deaf applause. The crowd erupted into thousands of hands waving. I could not stop laughing. I said, "Me, too. Enjoy the movie!"

Bet you a dollar or two that the audience saw nothing but gibberish signs but it was bit a chic to wave your hands for few seconds. Then the lights went off. In the darkness, Mark fell off the stage. That was it for me. I had to run off to the bathroom to piss and cry so hard because I was laughing insanely.

Meanwhile, Erin told me that she was in the upper floor where she noticed that Jim (who is hearing) flinched at the sounds of something ... then Jim turned to see Mark and me on the stage. Jim was horrified. Jim heard my stifled laughter. Erin then paged me when I was on stage, I could feel my pager vibrating. But I refused to answer it. Later, it reads: Why are you on the stage???

Such a priceless moment by Mark and I.

Long Live the LW3!! (Lethal Weapon 3 in Keith, Mark and I)

R-