The world is coming to an end, so says the Christians for the last 1,500 years. They were wrong, always had been wrong and always will be wrong.
On other hand, Tropical Storm Gaston battered South Carolina, North Carolina and Virginia before returning to the open sea, heading northeast into obscurity, missing Cape Cod.
Why am I talking about it? I love these crap.
And Tropical Storm Gaston dumped 11-inch of rain in a day, created a massive flood that devastated the historic Shockoe Bottom in downtown Richmond (Shockoe Bottom is like Georgetown/DuPont Circle). I was concerned about my parents because a tornado was reported to be located near Hopewell, my parents' hometown. I paged her and Dad to make sure that everything is OK.
Few months ago, there was a huge fire that consumed several blocks of downtown Richmond in Virginia Commonwealth University neighborhood. Now this flood. The signs are there! The world is coming to an end! Bush is the anti-christ! Whatever.
Anyway, Mom paged me back that everything is fine, except that she is in the hospital to visit my uncle Billy.
It reads: HELLO RICKY, WE VISTED BILLY AT HOSPITAL TODAY. HE IS DOING OK AS HE WILL HAVE SURGERY TOMORROW AT 11:45 AM TO REPAIR HIS MALE ORGAN. WILL VISIT HIM ON THURSDAY OR FRIDAY.
I asked, "Why repair his male organ? Did he cuts his penis off?"
HELLO RICKY, BILLY IS FINE. NOT PROSTATE NOT CANCER!! JUST PROBLEM WITH URINE HAVE LEAK NEED FIX DOC SAID SO. NEED REPAIR PENIS.
I asked, "Oh, ask Billy for the specific term that I can know why he is having a surgery, please?
HELLO RICKY, NO DONT NEED BOTHER BILLY. U THINK SMART FINISH!! HOME FINE, NO FLOOD. TORNADO HITS APPOMATTOX PARK, NOT OUR HOUSE!
I give up. That is my mother.
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Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Who Would Jesus Bomb?
Last night, 1,000 were arrested in Manhattan at different locations, mostly berating and attacking these Republican delegates. Lots of the delegates were punched, shoved, spat, pushed and insulted.
Was it nice? No. Did they deserve? Yes.
Why? Because for a long time, we listen to their opinions on how to live our lives, that we are wrong, that they are right. That they knew the best than us. When it is our turn to say something else, they turned their backs on us. They refused to listen nor reason.
That is where the confrontation has to come in -- it is a must.
One delegate said something about Jesus not condoning this -- one protester shot back, "Who would Jesus bomb?"
I'd like for these so-called compassionate Republicans to answer this.
Stephen Baldwin is now a "compassionate conservative Republican" because he said he is now a born-again Christian. Oh, gawd. People who called themselves born-again Christians are merely the core extremists of Christianity. They are the exact carbons of Osama bin Laden and his minions who are the extremists of Islam.
The elder Baldwin dismissed Stephen, saying that the religious right will use him until they're done with him -- and they will toss Stephen in the garbage can. That is true.
Born-again Christians, that name made me snicker and roll my eyes. Memories, memories. I was 15. My brother was 13. We were at a county fair. We were waiting for funnel cakes, I believe. Gary and I was chatting in public -- we are not ashamed to hide our language.
One woman came to me with a note. It reads:
I am born-again Christian, I can heal your deafness. Please pray with me right now.
I read it, was offended. Slowly raised my eyes to the bitch. I gave her the evil stare. I showed it to Gary who snickered at the note. I wrote back, "No need to. We are happy being Deaf, you're delusional. Go away."
She insisted that we listen. The guy who sold the funnel cakes signaled that the funnel cakes are ready. I told Gary about it -- we went ahead to pick it up, suddenly -- the lady grabbed Gary's shoulders and used her palm to grab Gary's forehead and attempted to chant or whatever she did -- I grabbed her wrist and pulled her off. I'm not good with using my voice. So when I yelled, it might sound some kind of wild animal shrieking.
She was terrified.
I'm sure she thought I was Satan on that day.
Born-again Christians are funny and lame.
So are the Republicans.
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Was it nice? No. Did they deserve? Yes.
Why? Because for a long time, we listen to their opinions on how to live our lives, that we are wrong, that they are right. That they knew the best than us. When it is our turn to say something else, they turned their backs on us. They refused to listen nor reason.
That is where the confrontation has to come in -- it is a must.
One delegate said something about Jesus not condoning this -- one protester shot back, "Who would Jesus bomb?"
I'd like for these so-called compassionate Republicans to answer this.
Stephen Baldwin is now a "compassionate conservative Republican" because he said he is now a born-again Christian. Oh, gawd. People who called themselves born-again Christians are merely the core extremists of Christianity. They are the exact carbons of Osama bin Laden and his minions who are the extremists of Islam.
The elder Baldwin dismissed Stephen, saying that the religious right will use him until they're done with him -- and they will toss Stephen in the garbage can. That is true.
Born-again Christians, that name made me snicker and roll my eyes. Memories, memories. I was 15. My brother was 13. We were at a county fair. We were waiting for funnel cakes, I believe. Gary and I was chatting in public -- we are not ashamed to hide our language.
One woman came to me with a note. It reads:
I am born-again Christian, I can heal your deafness. Please pray with me right now.
I read it, was offended. Slowly raised my eyes to the bitch. I gave her the evil stare. I showed it to Gary who snickered at the note. I wrote back, "No need to. We are happy being Deaf, you're delusional. Go away."
She insisted that we listen. The guy who sold the funnel cakes signaled that the funnel cakes are ready. I told Gary about it -- we went ahead to pick it up, suddenly -- the lady grabbed Gary's shoulders and used her palm to grab Gary's forehead and attempted to chant or whatever she did -- I grabbed her wrist and pulled her off. I'm not good with using my voice. So when I yelled, it might sound some kind of wild animal shrieking.
She was terrified.
I'm sure she thought I was Satan on that day.
Born-again Christians are funny and lame.
So are the Republicans.
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Tuesday, August 31, 2004
And her name is Ophelia
When I was 13 years old, my grandmother pulled me in the kitchen and ordered my mother out of the kitchen. She asked me to look in the dictionary and explain what a malignant tumor means.
I was good with understanding the definitions more than the family members could. So I guess my grandmother relied on me for a clear definition. I read the term and was not happy with the definition. I explained to my grandmother that malignant indicated her tumor will spread.
She stared at me and sighed, "Go and get your mother, please."
From that point, a lot of drama ensued in the next 9 months. She died in late September, 1987. My grandfather was consummated with grief to a point where he got a stroke. Ugh. Like I said, it was such a drama.
Mom was simply hysterical because she was what I'd say, "Mama's Girl". Shortly, Mom said that we needed to head to Winston-Salem, NC to share the news with Ophelia.
I asked her who she is. Her response was, "Oh, Ophelia used to be my mom's maid. She is deaf black woman, who was inseparable with your grandmother. She lives in a nursing home, is now blind as well."
Later, I found out the information that back then, my grandmother was so bad at cleaning and cooking. She decided to bring Ophelia as a maid to do the chores. Things evolve over the time, they became close friends. Ophelia taught my grandmother of southern fried food (bad, bad, bad and bad) which I absolutely loved, even today. Things that you might see in my family's antics probably stemmed from Ophelia. This is odd because at that time, they lived in Raleigh -- a southern city which advocated the segregation. But deafness was the reason they sticked it out together.
Ophelia married but never had children. Mom drove to Winston-Salem, NC and visited Ophelia in a nursing home. Told her the news that my grandmother died. She was heartbroken. She kept on signing, "No, not Virginia! Not her!"
Suffice to say, Ophelia died about a week later as well.
Things like this made our lives mysterious and interesting.
Uncle Sandy and Ophelia
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I was good with understanding the definitions more than the family members could. So I guess my grandmother relied on me for a clear definition. I read the term and was not happy with the definition. I explained to my grandmother that malignant indicated her tumor will spread.
She stared at me and sighed, "Go and get your mother, please."
From that point, a lot of drama ensued in the next 9 months. She died in late September, 1987. My grandfather was consummated with grief to a point where he got a stroke. Ugh. Like I said, it was such a drama.
Mom was simply hysterical because she was what I'd say, "Mama's Girl". Shortly, Mom said that we needed to head to Winston-Salem, NC to share the news with Ophelia.
I asked her who she is. Her response was, "Oh, Ophelia used to be my mom's maid. She is deaf black woman, who was inseparable with your grandmother. She lives in a nursing home, is now blind as well."
Later, I found out the information that back then, my grandmother was so bad at cleaning and cooking. She decided to bring Ophelia as a maid to do the chores. Things evolve over the time, they became close friends. Ophelia taught my grandmother of southern fried food (bad, bad, bad and bad) which I absolutely loved, even today. Things that you might see in my family's antics probably stemmed from Ophelia. This is odd because at that time, they lived in Raleigh -- a southern city which advocated the segregation. But deafness was the reason they sticked it out together.
Ophelia married but never had children. Mom drove to Winston-Salem, NC and visited Ophelia in a nursing home. Told her the news that my grandmother died. She was heartbroken. She kept on signing, "No, not Virginia! Not her!"
Suffice to say, Ophelia died about a week later as well.
Things like this made our lives mysterious and interesting.
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Defrocking Schrock et al
Let's stand up and give a round of applause to blogACTIVE for its great work in outing Congressman Ed Schrock (Republican - Virginia). You guys rock! I'm going to link you to my blog.
Hypocrties, beware. This is the total war from now on. We will not deal with a person like Roy Cohn ever again.
Speaking of Republicans, last night, I watched the RNC coverage for 15 minutes. I was pretty sick to my stomach. It is dominated by white trash, leaning towards the radical right and obsessed with the war on terrorism. Actually, terrorism can be solved, not through by force, but by education and reduce the poverty. It means what? Reforms. We can prevent terrorisms by doing these things -- but the Republicans are so narrow in their right that they are right, and we are wrong.
Get a clue, oops -- they cannot.
I cannot stand them so I changed the channel to watch the rerun of Friends. Says a lot.
Ed Koch himself is gay. And he's senile. That's why he is voting for Bush. No sane gay man wanted a senile, ugly and bitter man.
Today, there will be several civil disobediences across the city -- prepare to hear the mass arrests for reasons as little as crossing a street or sneezing!
Rudy and others are merely exploiting 9/11 tragedy for votes. It is despicable.
It is true that Kerry and Bush are not exactly great candidates, I prefer Kerry because of his flexibility. The ability to make decisions that can make a positive impact not only on the United States but around the world. Bush has been making decisions for himself, his party, his friends and his businesses. He alienated the rest of the world, many countries loathed this country because of our association with Bush. It is extremely important that the voters fired the administration to remove the hatred the world has for the Americans. Pretty much, we are not only living in the United States, we are living in this world. That means what? We have to work with each country to get along, not to alienate each other.
Bush does not see that way. People needs to see that when Colin Powell attempts to visit Athens for the Olympics closing ceremony, people protested. When Bush visited Berlin, people protested. When Bush visited Atlantis, people protested. Everyone does not like Bush. So it is time for him to stand aside and fade into obscurity.
But the problem is that Bush does not listen. He does not listen to the rest of the world except for himself, his family, his friends and his businesses.
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Hypocrties, beware. This is the total war from now on. We will not deal with a person like Roy Cohn ever again.
Speaking of Republicans, last night, I watched the RNC coverage for 15 minutes. I was pretty sick to my stomach. It is dominated by white trash, leaning towards the radical right and obsessed with the war on terrorism. Actually, terrorism can be solved, not through by force, but by education and reduce the poverty. It means what? Reforms. We can prevent terrorisms by doing these things -- but the Republicans are so narrow in their right that they are right, and we are wrong.
Get a clue, oops -- they cannot.
I cannot stand them so I changed the channel to watch the rerun of Friends. Says a lot.
Ed Koch himself is gay. And he's senile. That's why he is voting for Bush. No sane gay man wanted a senile, ugly and bitter man.
Today, there will be several civil disobediences across the city -- prepare to hear the mass arrests for reasons as little as crossing a street or sneezing!
Rudy and others are merely exploiting 9/11 tragedy for votes. It is despicable.
It is true that Kerry and Bush are not exactly great candidates, I prefer Kerry because of his flexibility. The ability to make decisions that can make a positive impact not only on the United States but around the world. Bush has been making decisions for himself, his party, his friends and his businesses. He alienated the rest of the world, many countries loathed this country because of our association with Bush. It is extremely important that the voters fired the administration to remove the hatred the world has for the Americans. Pretty much, we are not only living in the United States, we are living in this world. That means what? We have to work with each country to get along, not to alienate each other.
Bush does not see that way. People needs to see that when Colin Powell attempts to visit Athens for the Olympics closing ceremony, people protested. When Bush visited Berlin, people protested. When Bush visited Atlantis, people protested. Everyone does not like Bush. So it is time for him to stand aside and fade into obscurity.
But the problem is that Bush does not listen. He does not listen to the rest of the world except for himself, his family, his friends and his businesses.
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Monday, August 30, 2004
Bobbie & Avery
While at work, I was doing some paperworks -- somehow I thought of Bobbie, my former houseparent at VSD. She was absolutely great. She is Deaf woman who graduated from Gallaudet some years before I did.
She now teaches at VSD, I believe. But back then, she was a temporary houseparent. There was a shower room where there are six stalls, 1 bathtub (but nobody uses it), 8 sinks and one standing urinal. The standing urinal is for male students who woke up in the morning and went to the shower room to shower but could not hold the piss -- so it was a quickie urinal.
Back then, female houseparents are permitted to barge in the shower room and toilet area, of course, to make sure that nobody is doing "naughty" thing.
One boring Sunday afternoon, I woke up from a nap. My dorm bedroom was right next to the shower room. I had to piss so bad. I cannot walk down the hallway to the toilet area. So off to the standing urinal I went. I violently pushed the door open as it banged on the tiles and created a loud vibration inside the bathroom ... when I entered the room, the door slammed back into where it belonged. God, I love these thick doors. So loud wham-bams!
I stood and pissed. Ahhhh. I turned to see one stall out of six stalls whose the shower curtains were closed. I yelled with a high-pitched voice because it will cause a loud vibration bouncing off the tiles. Sure enough, Avery pushed the curtain open and said, "What? I'm busy."
Avery was kneeling. I grinned, "Who are you sucking?"
"Brian. Shh!"
Brian peeked out and snickered. I rolled my eyes. He pulled back inside. Avery said, "If anyone comes in, yell or create something loud so we can stop, ok?"
I nodded.
As I was nearly done with pissing, Bobbie came in. I was never shy when it comes to piss in front of Bobbie -- she may be the only female in the world that I can piss in front of. Bobbie said, "Anyone here?"
She pointed to the curtain-closed stall, "Who's there?"
I yelled so loud that the vibrations bounced off against the tiles. Avery should be able to hear or feel this, at least. I yelled twice. Bobbie turned to look at me quickly, "What was that for?"
I tried to talk about something else, but she was walking towards the stall. I tried to stall her but she pulled the curtains open.
Avery was kneeling down with Brian's dick in his mouth. Avery was stunned that he did not pull himself out. Brian was also stunned and did not pull it out as well. I looked at the whole shit with horror. Avery then pushed Brian out, his dick popped out of Avery's mouth.
"Did you plan to have safe sex?" Bobbie asked casually.
Avery nodded, Brian pulled his pants up. I snickered. Bobbie said, "There is no point in telling what to do about it, just finish it up and see me."
Bobbie left. At that moment, Brian and Avery lost the motivation to continue this escapade.
But this is the funniest sex-bust I ever had witnessed. Avery's face was absolutely priceless.
Later, I talked with Bobbie about why she did not bawl at them for doing this? Bobbie said, "For what? They are both 18. They are sexually active. They have to deal with me in private after they re done with this. I do not think it is appropriate to stop someone from having sex with each other while they are in the midst of it. Just wait 'til they are done, then I'll administer some kind of consequences."
I knew I loved Bobbie from that point on.
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She now teaches at VSD, I believe. But back then, she was a temporary houseparent. There was a shower room where there are six stalls, 1 bathtub (but nobody uses it), 8 sinks and one standing urinal. The standing urinal is for male students who woke up in the morning and went to the shower room to shower but could not hold the piss -- so it was a quickie urinal.
Back then, female houseparents are permitted to barge in the shower room and toilet area, of course, to make sure that nobody is doing "naughty" thing.
One boring Sunday afternoon, I woke up from a nap. My dorm bedroom was right next to the shower room. I had to piss so bad. I cannot walk down the hallway to the toilet area. So off to the standing urinal I went. I violently pushed the door open as it banged on the tiles and created a loud vibration inside the bathroom ... when I entered the room, the door slammed back into where it belonged. God, I love these thick doors. So loud wham-bams!
I stood and pissed. Ahhhh. I turned to see one stall out of six stalls whose the shower curtains were closed. I yelled with a high-pitched voice because it will cause a loud vibration bouncing off the tiles. Sure enough, Avery pushed the curtain open and said, "What? I'm busy."
Avery was kneeling. I grinned, "Who are you sucking?"
"Brian. Shh!"
Brian peeked out and snickered. I rolled my eyes. He pulled back inside. Avery said, "If anyone comes in, yell or create something loud so we can stop, ok?"
I nodded.
As I was nearly done with pissing, Bobbie came in. I was never shy when it comes to piss in front of Bobbie -- she may be the only female in the world that I can piss in front of. Bobbie said, "Anyone here?"
She pointed to the curtain-closed stall, "Who's there?"
I yelled so loud that the vibrations bounced off against the tiles. Avery should be able to hear or feel this, at least. I yelled twice. Bobbie turned to look at me quickly, "What was that for?"
I tried to talk about something else, but she was walking towards the stall. I tried to stall her but she pulled the curtains open.
Avery was kneeling down with Brian's dick in his mouth. Avery was stunned that he did not pull himself out. Brian was also stunned and did not pull it out as well. I looked at the whole shit with horror. Avery then pushed Brian out, his dick popped out of Avery's mouth.
"Did you plan to have safe sex?" Bobbie asked casually.
Avery nodded, Brian pulled his pants up. I snickered. Bobbie said, "There is no point in telling what to do about it, just finish it up and see me."
Bobbie left. At that moment, Brian and Avery lost the motivation to continue this escapade.
But this is the funniest sex-bust I ever had witnessed. Avery's face was absolutely priceless.
Later, I talked with Bobbie about why she did not bawl at them for doing this? Bobbie said, "For what? They are both 18. They are sexually active. They have to deal with me in private after they re done with this. I do not think it is appropriate to stop someone from having sex with each other while they are in the midst of it. Just wait 'til they are done, then I'll administer some kind of consequences."
I knew I loved Bobbie from that point on.
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You know ...
Today I walked to work like I normally did on a daily basis. Normally at 8:45 AM, East Village is pretty dead except for the commuters. Most people are either in bed, recuperating from drinking or drugs. Did I just generalize the East Village people? I did, I was being sarcastic. But today was bit different, people were pumped. They were alert and excited. They were thrilled to have the opportunity to bash these Republican idiots who thought they deserved the "welcome mat" in this town. If I heard that the Republicans got mugged, I'll say that they deserved it. They sucked the middle and lower classes out, so it is their turn to mug it back.
One elder lady had a poster as she walked me by, "Vote for Kerry, Bush is Satan!"
I love this town already.
Last Friday, there was a news report that GW Bush actually dodged the draft when he seeked a Democrat to help him out. No controversy these days. Why? It is a hypocrite. When Bill Clinton was accused of dodging the draft, Republicans were brutal. But not GW Bush? Hypocrites.
What really pissed me the most is that one reporter noticed the lavish freebies at Madison Square Garden with free fancy food and alcoholic beverages. The reporter asked the RNC organization where they get the money from? Their response was: "We do not have to answer this question."
The only option to find out where our money went will be in October when the audit comes out. I suspect the Republicans are using our money for their pleasure. Somebody has to kick their asses.
So far, Bush has not impressed me with anything else. He is using 9/11 tragedy to promote that he's doing such a good job. Pitiful strategy but it is working with these backward idiots back in the Midwest and in the South.
My friend just informed me that the Union Square is still vibrating with protests. Gotta check it out after work.
I just read the reports that Nardicio, a guy who promoted these wacky Triple XXX events, mentioned that Gov. McGreevey's former lover, Golan Cipel -- who claimed that he is heterosexual and that he was just sexual harassed by Gov. McGreevey -- that Golan was "frequent" at Nardicio's events. What does it sounds like? A Republican closet-case.
I got the message that Benis is coming back to NYC this week. Whatever suits him well, he has been delaying bit too long to a point where I am not sure anymore.
Oh, yeah, the site meter informed me that I've passed 10,000 level where people viewed my blog. Thanks for reading my thoughts which is, at times, bizarre, filthy and funny. Up next is 20,000. :-)
Guys, guys. I am contemplating about taking a week vacation to Phoenix in October. If that is the case, expect the reports out of Phoenix for a week. But as soon as I can, I am heading out to New Hampshire or Vermont for few days of vacation. That sounds good? It is.
R-
One elder lady had a poster as she walked me by, "Vote for Kerry, Bush is Satan!"
I love this town already.
Last Friday, there was a news report that GW Bush actually dodged the draft when he seeked a Democrat to help him out. No controversy these days. Why? It is a hypocrite. When Bill Clinton was accused of dodging the draft, Republicans were brutal. But not GW Bush? Hypocrites.
What really pissed me the most is that one reporter noticed the lavish freebies at Madison Square Garden with free fancy food and alcoholic beverages. The reporter asked the RNC organization where they get the money from? Their response was: "We do not have to answer this question."
The only option to find out where our money went will be in October when the audit comes out. I suspect the Republicans are using our money for their pleasure. Somebody has to kick their asses.
So far, Bush has not impressed me with anything else. He is using 9/11 tragedy to promote that he's doing such a good job. Pitiful strategy but it is working with these backward idiots back in the Midwest and in the South.
My friend just informed me that the Union Square is still vibrating with protests. Gotta check it out after work.
I just read the reports that Nardicio, a guy who promoted these wacky Triple XXX events, mentioned that Gov. McGreevey's former lover, Golan Cipel -- who claimed that he is heterosexual and that he was just sexual harassed by Gov. McGreevey -- that Golan was "frequent" at Nardicio's events. What does it sounds like? A Republican closet-case.
I got the message that Benis is coming back to NYC this week. Whatever suits him well, he has been delaying bit too long to a point where I am not sure anymore.
Oh, yeah, the site meter informed me that I've passed 10,000 level where people viewed my blog. Thanks for reading my thoughts which is, at times, bizarre, filthy and funny. Up next is 20,000. :-)
Guys, guys. I am contemplating about taking a week vacation to Phoenix in October. If that is the case, expect the reports out of Phoenix for a week. But as soon as I can, I am heading out to New Hampshire or Vermont for few days of vacation. That sounds good? It is.
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