Our favorite Homeland Security Department gave $38.31 per person to the state of Wyoming while New York receives $5.41 per capita.
Honestly, who wants to bomb Wyoming?
Who wants to fly an airplane into Grand Teton or Devils Tower? Or even Laramie where Matt Sherpard died?
Please, somebody kicks GW Bush's balls for me.
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Tuesday, May 18, 2004
This Is Crazy But Yet So Cool
Was surfing a little and found this amusing. Even you can order it for someone else along with a message. Ain't this cool??? Should I send this to Captain Obvious if I ever comes across his *home* address? Please comment.
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Is Manhattan Ready for Perlis and Bianca?
My congratulations to Bianca and Perlis in being accepted at Columbia University to work and earn the Masters Degree in Teaching American Sign Language As A Foreign Language.
That means what? Two more deaf female friends. Now I'm desperate. I need male friends. But Benis is coming and Keith is working on a plan to resettle from Anchorage, Alaska to Manhattan -- then we will take over Manhattan as destined to do so! *evil maniacal laughter*
I should mention that Bianca is married to a hearing dude who is absolutely charming fellow. He completely worshipped Bianca since the high school days. That is so romantic.
Anyway, I was paged by KB last night at a dinner party hosted by Roberts for Bianca. Bianca told the group at the dinnery party, "I need drama! I need RT here! I am tired of my life so drama-free! Someone get him for me!"
So her request is absolutely answered as I am slated to meet her at Union Square today at 5:30ish.
Bianca already witnessed many funniest moments when she interned with me at Deaf Arts Council when I insulted that fakey actress, "We worked 500 percent more than you do, and you still complain!" Needless to say, I was fired on the spot. But few weeks later, the Deaf Arts Council closed its doors right after they lost its major funding from the US Department of Labor because they busted the DAC for improper funds being managed. Can you wonder who told them? *evil grin*
I also remembered Bianca and me sipping some lattes on Santa Monica Boulevard at The Abbey in West Hollywood, enjoying the California summer and VEE at these clones walking by. Suddenly, there were a gay couple (one deaf, one hearing) greeted us and asked if we were deaf. I was on my guard (always do) but Bianca was so sweet and she said, "Yes, we are Deaf."
One hearing dude was standing quiet as his Deaf boyfriend chattered for about 20 minutes without letting Bianca or me saying a word. Then he said, "I have to get going now. We are late to meet someone else. It was nice meeting you both." Then he left. I slowly smiled and looked at Bianca. Bianca said, "What are their names?" I said, "They never said it, nor did we."
Guess that dude was starved to talk about something else.
Anyway, my blog was approved to be part of nycbloggers.com -- the issue is ... how do I put the icon on my blog? Sigh. Feedback?
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That means what? Two more deaf female friends. Now I'm desperate. I need male friends. But Benis is coming and Keith is working on a plan to resettle from Anchorage, Alaska to Manhattan -- then we will take over Manhattan as destined to do so! *evil maniacal laughter*
I should mention that Bianca is married to a hearing dude who is absolutely charming fellow. He completely worshipped Bianca since the high school days. That is so romantic.
Anyway, I was paged by KB last night at a dinner party hosted by Roberts for Bianca. Bianca told the group at the dinnery party, "I need drama! I need RT here! I am tired of my life so drama-free! Someone get him for me!"
So her request is absolutely answered as I am slated to meet her at Union Square today at 5:30ish.
Bianca already witnessed many funniest moments when she interned with me at Deaf Arts Council when I insulted that fakey actress, "We worked 500 percent more than you do, and you still complain!" Needless to say, I was fired on the spot. But few weeks later, the Deaf Arts Council closed its doors right after they lost its major funding from the US Department of Labor because they busted the DAC for improper funds being managed. Can you wonder who told them? *evil grin*
I also remembered Bianca and me sipping some lattes on Santa Monica Boulevard at The Abbey in West Hollywood, enjoying the California summer and VEE at these clones walking by. Suddenly, there were a gay couple (one deaf, one hearing) greeted us and asked if we were deaf. I was on my guard (always do) but Bianca was so sweet and she said, "Yes, we are Deaf."
One hearing dude was standing quiet as his Deaf boyfriend chattered for about 20 minutes without letting Bianca or me saying a word. Then he said, "I have to get going now. We are late to meet someone else. It was nice meeting you both." Then he left. I slowly smiled and looked at Bianca. Bianca said, "What are their names?" I said, "They never said it, nor did we."
Guess that dude was starved to talk about something else.
Anyway, my blog was approved to be part of nycbloggers.com -- the issue is ... how do I put the icon on my blog? Sigh. Feedback?
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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?
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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?
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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!
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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!
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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.
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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.
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