I Agreed With Ted Rall

That is how the United States runs the foreign policy.

This may ignite a controversy or a chuckle, but nevertheless Ted is correct on this point.

R-

Manhattan, Here I Come

My time in Richmond may be short and sweet. I'm glad it is very short and sweet because I am restless. I'm glad to go back to the island. The island of more than 7 million inhabitants.

The fuckin' bus leaves at 1 AM and I shall be in stinky Chinatown at 7 AM, sparing any troubles.

Wish me luck.

My weekend with Benis and Awon were ... let's say this way ... very interesting. So far, only Beth knew what's going on.

Take care,

R-

Dad Said It Was His Funniest and Best One with Me

Last night, Dad mentioned that this drama was one of his best moments in his lifetime with me.

I was 4.

Dad took me, Gary and Hedy (my siblings) to Henrico County Courthouse which is a massive building that also housed the Police Department and the county jail as well. Mom was a court clerk. We were waiting to pick her up from her job. I was extremely bored and tired of waiting.

I saw a cute, shiny red box on the wall. I wondered what it is. Dad was busy dealing with Gary. I climbed on the chair and touched the red box. Pulled a white handler down.

D-oh. I just pulled down the fire alarm. I got panicked and tried to put it back by pushing and slamming it back. But the lights won't stop. The blaring alarm won't stop. Dad ran to me and pulled me off and asked me why I did it. I was confused. I did not understand.

I saw the police officers, people who were in jail, men in black robes and all stuff that you can find in the courthouse coming out of the massive building. Dad held me as men in black robes smirked and playfully scolded me. These hot, sexy firemen also came and held me in their arms and playfully scolded me. Mom was distraught with embarassment. A judge told her not to worry, it happens to the best of us.

Dad said it was the best one in his lifetime when it comes to raise a child ... that i pulled the rabbit out of a black hat and took the house out in matter of seconds.

Some old stuff never change, don't they?

R-

*Fanfare*

My parents installed a brand-new toilet seat in the bathroom and it glows in the dark. It fuckin' rocks. I is the VEE-VEE!!

Here are the pictures of me as a kid ... that's me. You got it right, m'dear. Up and down. Love and hate. Birth and death. Order and chaos. All are interwined within me. *evil maniacal laughter*

R-

Pictures Tells More Than Words

Here are the snapshots of me, friends and Jayson the Free Hugger.



As you can see, the German TV crew were filming us hugging, and does not Rico and Yassine look gorgeous with this cutie?

Here are the other pics of us loitering around the city.



One more good picture snapped by my friend, Lee but I had to remove it because it really blew my blog off the site. So ... I need someone to adjust a little.

How about it? Hope it will make you guys smile a little today.

It Is 1:25 AM

Hello!

Guess what? I survived the Chinese bus. When I rode the bus on the Jersey Turnpike, I could see the NYC skyline on the horizons ... it was so beautiful. So proud, so beautiful. It was bit sad to depart, though.

The trip took about 6 1/2 hours to reach Downtown Richmond. Richmond is so tiny in comparison with New York. My father told me to slow down my signs. That I was too fast. I saw too many Walmarts. That is sickening. Somebody should bomb them!

The skyscrapers in Richmond is so tiny ...

Mom and Dad seems to be OK. Dad said that I should live in Virginia and "help" Deaf people in the state. I shot back that I do not have the obligation to do that -- I am my own life, deal with it.

Ahh. Parents!

I is the VEE some stuff on my Dad's desk about my alma mater. Time to grimace, though.

NOTE TO HEARIES: "I is the VEE" is not the right sentence to be used in English but it is something that some Deafies like to make fun of English ... so sometimes we say, "I is the ..."

Will figure out a way to fix the pictures.

Then will deal with Benis on Saturday!

R-

*Sigh*

This morning is plainly busy for me. I had to organize things around the office before I head off to Virginia today.

I had been observing my comments in the last few days. I noticed that I had been very abrasive and mean towards different people as well as being nice towards some people. I do not know why but I think the stress probably played a role in this. Work probably is a huge factor. But what made me going over the edge has to be Triple XXX Party. Rico mentioned that these men who engaged in massive orgies does not reflect the whole spectrum of gay community.

I am realistic, I'd like to be optimistic but I am realistic. I do not like to be optimistic *all* the time even with 10 seconds left, I knew I was going to lose but "let's be optimistic" ... that is bullshit. So being realistic is better than being optimistic, sometimes.

The reality is that promiscuity is huge in gay community. I'd love to date, marry and be content. I already met guys who are "committed" with each other but played outside as well. I already met guys who said he fucked 6 guys in a week. I went to gay.com chat rooms, practically *everyone else* wants to hook up one way or other. It is everywhere.

It makes me feel ... resigned to the vicious cycles of promiscuity.

It is nice to have close friends to chat on a daily basis but what I wanted is *one* person to contend with for the rest of my life. It seems to me that in gay community, it is impossible. My dear faggots, please do not comment something that I should think positive and something "will" happen. Someone already said that to me about ... 10 years ago.

But seeing Benis & Awon's pics are absolutely nice. It is nice to see them in love and contend with each other without humping all the time. Gay men needs to follow Awon and Benis' examples. And Larry & Kitch.

I'm gone for the weekend, you may go ahead and ignite the fireworks, NYCers.

R-