I love the rivalry. Even if sometimes it gets out of control. I am not a Yankee nor Red Sox fan. But their rivalry with each other has been very intense over the years. Last weekend, there was a bench-clearing brawl between these two teams. Did you know that when the New England Patriots football team won the Super Bowl, its fans chanted, "Yanks suck! Yanks suck!" I mean, it is not baseball, it is friggin' football -- but the fans do not care. They still want to say something bad about the Yankees. Even in New York, The NY POST and NY DAILY NEWS has been relentlessly pounding on Boston Red Sox's antics in the last few days. The bench-clearing brawl was a front page for both tabloids over the weekend.
I am from The South. I know how Duke hated North Carolina. I know how Virginia hated Maryland. I know how the Cowboys and the Redskins viewed each other with contempt. I know how Miami hated Florida State. I know how much Virginia women's basketball team abhorred Tennessee Lady Volunteers.
I personally hated Tennessee Lady Volunteers. On a women's basketball mailing list which has roughly 3,000 subscribers that consist of fans, media folks, coaches and yes, some players. Few years ago, on that mailing list, when Tennessee was riding No. 1 in the nation and has players like Tamika Catchings, Chamique Holdsclaw and Semeka Randall running the show in Knoxville -- I was fuming. I cracked a bad joke on the mailing list that many subscribers found it to be disgusting and still hold me to that for years, even today. I said, "Anyone please blow its bus tires so that the bus will roll down off some mountain and finish some players so that we don't have to see Tennessee play again this year?"
That was tasteless of me, I know. I was young and frustrated. I learned the lesson not to utter something like that. Needless to say, the mailing list subscribers attacked me relentlessly but I was like Mordru, I thrived on that -- I am like, "Attack me more, attack me more. Make me stronger than ever!"
On another hand, Delanne is moving to Seattle. Which means one thing, I will get to visit Seattle once in a while. And that makes me a happy person.
The bastard, Lance Armstrong, won the Tour De France. That really made me so disappointed. Seeing him counting to six titles with his hands off the bike in a condescending manner made me want to throw a metal pipe into his wheel and see him flip over. Then I would die of hysterical laughter.
R-
Monday, July 26, 2004
Hail To The New MDA 2004-2006
I still cannot help it. I still snicker when I see this picture of Erin Casler, the newest Miss Deaf America for 2004-2006.
For some, they might wonder why I snickered at this. It is because I personally knew Erin along with my close friends -- KB, Perlis, Web, Chanda, Erik and many more. Let's say that I, along with these friends, underwent many tribulations and triumphs with Erin as well. Let's say that we witnessed her transformation from the days we hung and partied together to the girl who now wears the tiara. Erik is going to be mad that Erin has his tiara.
Erin is no saint, no question about it. She is strong woman. When she wants it, she will get it at all costs.
So seeing her as Miss Deaf America is bit unnerving at times. Maybe it is because I am not used to the idea of seeing a friend whom I knew very well as Miss Deaf America. I do not know at this moment.
Erin Casler in the middle next to Nancy Bloch, the NAD Silver Spring's Permanent Resident Queen and this guy is Andy Lange ... let's say that I do have a naughty detail about Andy . . .
R-
For some, they might wonder why I snickered at this. It is because I personally knew Erin along with my close friends -- KB, Perlis, Web, Chanda, Erik and many more. Let's say that I, along with these friends, underwent many tribulations and triumphs with Erin as well. Let's say that we witnessed her transformation from the days we hung and partied together to the girl who now wears the tiara. Erik is going to be mad that Erin has his tiara.
Erin is no saint, no question about it. She is strong woman. When she wants it, she will get it at all costs.
So seeing her as Miss Deaf America is bit unnerving at times. Maybe it is because I am not used to the idea of seeing a friend whom I knew very well as Miss Deaf America. I do not know at this moment.
Erin Casler in the middle next to Nancy Bloch, the NAD Silver Spring's Permanent Resident Queen and this guy is Andy Lange ... let's say that I do have a naughty detail about Andy . . .
R-
Saturday, July 24, 2004
Saturday Morning
Yesterday, it rained all day long. The climate was soggy and brisky. I opened the windows to let the cold air in. Suffice to say, I was reading the book on my bed and fell asleep at 7:45 PM.
I woke up the next day at 7:15AM. Wow, I thought. I wondered whatever happened during the nighttime? To find out, I decided to watch the morning news on all channels, thank God for the remote control. With the remote control, I rule the universe.
Ahh, there is a manhole explosion in Hell's Kitchen. How appropriate.
I stumbled upon an episode of a cool show called Teen Titans. When I was a kid, my 2nd older sister (All of my sisters are older than I am, though), Lily always passed The New Teen Titans comic book to me after she is done with it. For a long time, I always enjoyed the drama of Raven and her relationship with her father, Trigon The Terrible.
It was fitting that the episode which I stumbled upon also introduced Trigon The Terrible as well. I enjoyed it very much.
My roommate has started to subscribe Netflix. And it has been arriving at a speed time and Surdus did not fix the DVD machine enough to a point where we can view a movie. Mofo, fix it or you'll never set a foot in our palace, faggot. ;-)
I hadn't gotten a chance to see many films in the last two years. And you bet I will make up for what I missed out ... !
Web is on vacation. She is currently in an area near Olympia, Washington to visit her cute brother (Trust me, her brother is hottie -- sorry, Web, has to say the truth!). If things do permit Roger, Web probably will see Roger from Vancouver and to check up on Rog's toddler. After that, she'll fly down to Las Vegas to relax a little on her own. There, Jess and Chlms shall wait for Web's arrival.
I'm bit miffed that Jonathan, Chlms' husband, won't be there because I already gave Web the instructions what to do with Jonathan.
I see that my blogsite has been viewed 6,000 times already since the first week of April. Average of 1,500 per month. Not bad. I think I like this blog. It is fun to elicit such comments from people. Of course, anonymous comments (probably from Masa or Cody) are always stupid.
Until then,
R-
I woke up the next day at 7:15AM. Wow, I thought. I wondered whatever happened during the nighttime? To find out, I decided to watch the morning news on all channels, thank God for the remote control. With the remote control, I rule the universe.
Ahh, there is a manhole explosion in Hell's Kitchen. How appropriate.
I stumbled upon an episode of a cool show called Teen Titans. When I was a kid, my 2nd older sister (All of my sisters are older than I am, though), Lily always passed The New Teen Titans comic book to me after she is done with it. For a long time, I always enjoyed the drama of Raven and her relationship with her father, Trigon The Terrible.
It was fitting that the episode which I stumbled upon also introduced Trigon The Terrible as well. I enjoyed it very much.
My roommate has started to subscribe Netflix. And it has been arriving at a speed time and Surdus did not fix the DVD machine enough to a point where we can view a movie. Mofo, fix it or you'll never set a foot in our palace, faggot. ;-)
I hadn't gotten a chance to see many films in the last two years. And you bet I will make up for what I missed out ... !
Web is on vacation. She is currently in an area near Olympia, Washington to visit her cute brother (Trust me, her brother is hottie -- sorry, Web, has to say the truth!). If things do permit Roger, Web probably will see Roger from Vancouver and to check up on Rog's toddler. After that, she'll fly down to Las Vegas to relax a little on her own. There, Jess and Chlms shall wait for Web's arrival.
I'm bit miffed that Jonathan, Chlms' husband, won't be there because I already gave Web the instructions what to do with Jonathan.
I see that my blogsite has been viewed 6,000 times already since the first week of April. Average of 1,500 per month. Not bad. I think I like this blog. It is fun to elicit such comments from people. Of course, anonymous comments (probably from Masa or Cody) are always stupid.
Until then,
R-
Friday, July 23, 2004
Creative Minds Created Something Cool?
I read the article about it last summer. This was done with the support of a museum in London. They set up a bathroom in the public place and you can enter the bathroom and could see everyone else around you. You even can stare at persons who tried to take a peek inside the bathroom.
It was designed to permit the folks inside to see them outside whereas the voyeurs cannot see a thing inside the bathroom.
Not bad?
But not for me, I think I'd get conspitations if I try to squat and notice that guys were trying to detect me from outside.
Enjoy the view?
It was designed to permit the folks inside to see them outside whereas the voyeurs cannot see a thing inside the bathroom.
Not bad?
But not for me, I think I'd get conspitations if I try to squat and notice that guys were trying to detect me from outside.
That Bald Guy
The chances of you finding this gentleman on the television is pretty high. He is bald, in 60s, wears red bowtie, has a black thick glasses, with black slacks ... he does that thing for Six Flags Amusement Parks advertisements on the television.
However, he drives me nuts.
Somebody kill him, please.
R-
However, he drives me nuts.
Somebody kill him, please.
R-
It Is My Belief ...
It is my belief that Americans are hypocrites at its best. When we have a drought, we scream for the rains. When we have the rains, we scream for sun. When we have a hot weather, we scream for cold weather. When we have a cold weather, we scream for hot weather.
Thank God that I'm not God, trying to appease dumbfucks in this country.
R-
Thank God that I'm not God, trying to appease dumbfucks in this country.
R-
Sometimes I Hate To Be Right
Sometimes I hate to be right when it comes to common sense. Many times, many friends insisted to be positive and think positive. I try not to do that. I try to be positive when common sense dictated that it is to be so. If common sense said it is not going to work, I steer clear of this subject and avoid being positive.
When 9/11 occurred, it was horrible. I was in D.C. when it happened, so much drama. This, there and that. Then the next few days, the stories emerged from different parts of the country. I always thought the Flight 93 that crashed in Pennsylvania was bit odd. I chose not to say anything because it was so sensitive.
Why odd? I thought that the passengers "stopped" the terrorists was ... just an American story. Americans love heroes. Americans love to believe in something sensible. Americans love the tragic but yet so happy endings.
Now with the 9/11 commission report coming out, it flatly said that the passengers never stopped the terrorists on the Flight 93. The terrorists had a back-up plan, that is what I always thought all along. There are two plans. One to strike something, one to kill themselves.
No, the passengers did not even enter the cockpit at all. If I was the pilot, I would rock the plane so violently to prevent the passengers from reaching me ... that is what they did.
But look at the bright side, the passengers' determination forced the terrorists to kill themselves, rather than to crash into a building. That is something that we can sigh with a relief -- that someone was trying to do something.
I cannot imagine what it is like to be the passengers during these dark times. But common sense dictates that it was an uphill battle to begin with.
R-
When 9/11 occurred, it was horrible. I was in D.C. when it happened, so much drama. This, there and that. Then the next few days, the stories emerged from different parts of the country. I always thought the Flight 93 that crashed in Pennsylvania was bit odd. I chose not to say anything because it was so sensitive.
Why odd? I thought that the passengers "stopped" the terrorists was ... just an American story. Americans love heroes. Americans love to believe in something sensible. Americans love the tragic but yet so happy endings.
Now with the 9/11 commission report coming out, it flatly said that the passengers never stopped the terrorists on the Flight 93. The terrorists had a back-up plan, that is what I always thought all along. There are two plans. One to strike something, one to kill themselves.
No, the passengers did not even enter the cockpit at all. If I was the pilot, I would rock the plane so violently to prevent the passengers from reaching me ... that is what they did.
But look at the bright side, the passengers' determination forced the terrorists to kill themselves, rather than to crash into a building. That is something that we can sigh with a relief -- that someone was trying to do something.
I cannot imagine what it is like to be the passengers during these dark times. But common sense dictates that it was an uphill battle to begin with.
R-
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