Tuesday, June 01, 2004

Captain-Obvious Is The Dumbfuck Loser!

He emailed me and told me to hear his response via the audio (.mp3), I wrote back that I have no interest in hearing or getting his comments to be heard.

The email was returned. He blocked me.

I won the whole thing, motherfucker.

Anyone who does that to anyone and gets away with it is often the bitter queen and decidedly a loser to start with.

Captain-Obvious and Tom Tricoli has something in common, they should date and exchange the bodily fluids for all I care -- at least, two hearies out of the picture.

R-

Jayson, NYC and Triple XXX Equals Insanity!

Getting home at 4 AM to discover the mess that Rico and Yassine left in my bathtub is not something that I enjoyed but at least, I barked at them.

One thing I hated the most about the deaf drunks are that they tend to repeat the conversations and do it with exaggeration. Like, "I WALK WALK WALK TURN RIGHT THEN LEFT THEN SAW ..." instead of "TODAY I WALK THEN SAW ..."

But that was so funny, though.

On Sunday afternoon, we went to Crif Dog for Lee to munch some bacon-wrapped dogs then rushed to Washington Square Park. A mistake.

The park was filled with thousands of people. I was not sure if I can find Jayson in the midst of beautiful park. I told Rico, Yassine and Lee not to sign in front of Jayson so I could observe from afar. They refused to agree. There he is.

He looks good, he looks radiant, he looks sweet. He's all that. Giving free hugs. Rico and Yassine were fast up close to get a hug from Jayson. Lee snapped the pics. Suddenly, Jayson signed. It's cool. I was impressed. Then I came forward and identified myself. It was fun. When we talked, I noticed that there was a TV crew filming our conversation. Turns out that they are a crew from Germany. Extremely cool. So I guess I'll be seen on TV sets in Europe with Jayson.

Will pose the pics of Jayson stuff when I get some from Lee via emails later.

After that, took them to places like Stonewall, Chelsea Piers, The Dugout, Ty's and yeah, Ground Zero.

Later in the evening, we went to Triple XXX party at The Hole. Lee, Rico and Yassine were consistently amazed at the behaviors of gay men engaging in sex. Rico said, "Look at this guy, he just rimmed someone else then kissed someone different. Ew."

Ahh, I didn't think like that but he's right ... EW!

I asked Rico if he VEE-VEE the whole drama? He said, "NO, I quadrupled VEE-VEE the whole thing, I am afraid that if I approach my friends in Ohio this weekend, nobody will believe me. Nobody will believe me when I go back to Amsterdam."

Thanks to that party, the sexually transmitted infections probably doubled the numbers. Something that will keep GMHC (Gay Men's Health Clinic) busy for a long, long and long time. I saw guys' facial expressions in the dungeon and in the main floor, it is borderline of animalistic behavior. Scary, weird and crazy.

No, I did not do anything bad except drinking and observing all night long. Besides, who wants to touch me?

The next day, Lee, Yassine and Rico were pretty exhausted and still talked about the whole ordeal at the Triple XXX party.

Either way, it was good to be with my friends once again. Now I have to figure out a way how to bait Jayson into my arms again. ;-)

Cheers,

R-

No Time To Sleep

Last Friday night, I was able to get some sleep while Rico, Yassine and Web went out to loiter a little. But it was only an hour and half of sleep. After that, I found the keys. Went to meet them at some coffeehouse on 1st Avenue. We went to a restaurant in Soho.

It was a low-key tone that we approached this time before the bang that occurs over the weekend. Call it the calm before the storm.

What a fun it was to be part of the storm.

What a fun it was to be stimulated and laughed all over the weekend.

After that restaurant, we strolled throughout the Washington Square Park to The Cock Bar. I reminded myself and others that this place is where Jayson gives the free hugs. That we have to check it out on Sunday afternoon. Rico, himself from Amsterdam, was not aware about what I was talking about. After some explanations about the free hugger, Rico exclaimed: I MUST SEE IT!

The Cock was packed, rude and abrasive. We decided to ditch it and head out to The Phoenix where it was nice to be able to sit, drink and crack jokes about our lives so far.

We got home very late around 5:30 AM. And we yakked 'til like 6:30 AM, I yelled at them that I had to go to bed.

I woke up at 2 PM the next day with my pager vibrating (not in my ass, thank you very much) on the mattress. It was off to Chinatown to pick Lee (Not that Forbit or Mississippi guy).

Catching up with Lee at Nowhere Bar, Better Burger, XL and The Slide Bar was a blessing, really as Rico and Yassine went on their own rampage around the island. They ended up getting drunk at my home and made a mess. That's OK, though.

There were some pics that were taken by Lee which I will share as soon as I receive from him via emails. The pics of our weekend was very interesting and wonderful. I get to be with my friends and acquaintenances, that is absolutely nicest thing.

More on Sunday & Jayson later!

R-

Friday, May 28, 2004

Rico Bedevils Manhattan

Rico bypassed everything else in order to be here and he did it last night, much to my delight. Rico, a dear friend of mine for many years from Amsterdam, The Netherlands, was on an adventure over the last 36 hours. The details are better left unsaid because the Patriot Act would kill us on the spot. LOL.

It appears that I am being forced to go to Triple XXX Party because Rico, Yassine, Travis, Benis are interested to check it out.

Last night was fun. Which is why I am exhausted today. I'm going to sleep for a long, long time.

And fuck, I lost the apartment key in the apartment -- now I have to hunt it down with Rico and Yassine.

R-

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Quarles' Kick

In women's basketball game versus Tennessee, Virginia guard Talisha Quarles attempted to retrieve the loose ball before it rolls out of bounds -- but a Tennessee player slapped the ball back in to hit another Virginia player's leg before it ricocheted out of bounds. Talisha groaned but saw the ball rolling by, she used her foot to stop it from rolling.

But as soon as she heard the referee saying that the possession of the ball goes to Tennessee, Talisha quietly kicked the ball out of bounds so fast and so far away, it forced the Tennessee player to walk over, pick it up, come back and start playing.

Call it an unsportsmanshiplike conduct if you must. But honestly, who cares? Anyway, the whole thing I just talked is merely an analogy of what I do with people's struggles at times because I want to.

R-

Well, well, well!

I have to add something.

Hearing people produced world's worst people. Take a look at the list:

Adolf Hitler
Joseph Stalin
Jeffrey Dahmer
Nancy Reagan
Jerry Falwell
Pat Robertson
Martha Stewart

Of course, I must add something:

GW Bush, Osama bin Laden, Saddam Hussein, Donald Rumsfeld and Michael Bloomberg.

It is done deal. Hearies suck. :-)

R-

Yassine Asked Boy George to Lit Her Cigarette

Last night, Yassine and I roamed the island. Went to Dicks Bar, Chipotle then to GLBT Center to meet few friends and stroll up to XL to meet Web.

I did not expect a large group of Deaf people and ASL-Wannabes. It was fun.

Guess who was in town with Mikey Murvin. It is that "Forbit" dude. Yes, you saw this. Lee Wittig.

We had a nice time observing XL's Wednesdays: Faggot Feud. Soon, me, Mikey, Little Joe and Benis will have to play that game in June or July. Guess who dropped in the bar? Boy George.

The gang saw him. We did not go crazy. We just VEE-VEE at him (my third time to see him), he gained a lot. Web turned to look at me, "My god, for the first time, you did not exaggerate!"

Shortly, Boy George sat next to a deaf group, but we did not give him the "star" treatment like others did. These guys who did that are idiots.

It was nice to be acknowledged by a couple of well-known DJs who stopped by to say HI to me. It indicated that they have the respect for me as a person first and foremost of all. That, I am certainly impressed. Thanks, JonJon and Sammy Jo.

Let's say ... that evening was the series of bizarre occurences that Web and others can confirm.

But the best part is when we left the bar, it was raining outside. We took a shelter under a construction bridge next to XL where some XL patrons were smoking cigs, including Boy George. Yassine wanted to do something fun, Yassine pulled her cigarette out and asked Boy George to lit the match for her. He did.

That was the funniest part of all.

R-