Once upon a time at 30 Degrees, a bar in DuPont Circle, I met Mark for few drinks. It was a time to catch up with our typical gossips, swiping at feeble-minded people around us as usual. Mark is aware that I cringed at the sight of gay men wearing Abecrappie & Bitch clothes. Mainly because it discriminates against the bigger men and it lingers on vanity which turned me off. Today, I can wear these shirts from A&F, but I chose not to.
However, at that bar with Mark, we were chatting when a good-looking guy in his late 40s-trying-to-act-like-early 20s interrupted us to tell Mark that he finds him attractive. Of course, I was irked by that -- Mark and I came to the bar to talk, not to be interrupted by fags like him. I rolled my eyes gently and Mark snickered. He knew what I was thinking about.
This guy kept on making an effort to communicate with Mark while I stared at his chest with contempt. He asked me if I liked it, I chuckled and said, "Ugh. It should be bombed."
He said, "This is my first A&F shirt, it was on sale for $18! Not bad?" I shot back, "I can find 10 t-shirts for that price. And?"
He turned to Mark, "He hates me?"
Mark said, "Yes and no."
We laughed. That was 2 years ago in Washington, DC.
Today, you can see another stupid design by the Abercrappie & Bitch company. Wonder if Paul & Morgan Hamm will wear it?
Ugh.
R-
Friday, October 08, 2004
Thursday, October 07, 2004
Stuff To Ponder
Last night at The Equinox, I asked Benis a question, "Who is your favorite Disney character?"
Benis grinned, "Maleficent."
I smiled, "That is cool, mine is Ursula the Sea Witch."
We laughed and thought it was interesting that our favorite Disney character are villains. I always loved the way Ursula laughed, smiled and her arrogant reactions. When Ariel failed to get a kiss from the Prince before the sun sets down, she was reverted to a mermaid once again. Ursula screamed, "Yes!" Then she raised her hands in the sky as the thunders and lightning rumbled around her as she was transformed into a huge octopus body and quickly crawled to Ariel across the terrified gawkers. Once she grabbed Ariel like a rag doll, Ursula quickly turned her head to the Prince, "So long, lover boy!"
Then she just dived in the sea, took Ariel with her back in the sea. That was ruthless but I loved it. She rocks! What's yours?
Now on another subject, I was thinking about what Elisa said earlier about the prom thing. I personally do not like the idea of proms. If Elisa still cherished her silly moments with the proms, more power to her. But I personally think it is waste of my time, energy and bullshit to put up with fake looks from different persons.
Like Jake once said to me before that he observed one person standing few feet away. That person saw the other person standing few feet away, then quickly confided to his girlfriend that the "bastard" is here! His girlfriend saw him and goes, "ugh!" Then few minutes later, the "bastard" did the same thing to that person with his friend. About 10 minutes later, the bastard and that person stumbled on each other and said, "How are you? I did not see you here!" All that fakey boo hoos are silly.
When I was a junior in high school, I wanted to be with Todd, a hearing boyfriend of mine -- but it was "bad" to do that back then. I was pressured to take some broad to the prom -- it was very awkward and weird feeling. I had to do this because it is the "right" way, it is the American way (not entirely true!), it is memorable (My ass!) and all that bullshit. I stayed for an hour and half before slipping out to meet Todd in a car and went away for the weekend.
Suffice to say, my weekend with Todd was memorable than the ones I spent at the prom. The prom is always overated. It is silly high school thing. Certainly not a tradition to be proud of. Not for me, but if it does for you, yay. Should I do the cheerleading fer ya? Fuck, no!
Basically, what I am trying to say is that ... stop conform to the society's ideals because they said so. Just follow your heart and be happy, regardless of what one thinks about you. Maybe I should take Todd to the prom, but again that is irrelevant, though. The prom remained to be the most overated thing out of high school. My lovemaking with Todd wasn't overated, though.
Carter, Hilton, Rex, Culkin and Brunner? Such a drama!
R-
Benis grinned, "Maleficent."
I smiled, "That is cool, mine is Ursula the Sea Witch."
We laughed and thought it was interesting that our favorite Disney character are villains. I always loved the way Ursula laughed, smiled and her arrogant reactions. When Ariel failed to get a kiss from the Prince before the sun sets down, she was reverted to a mermaid once again. Ursula screamed, "Yes!" Then she raised her hands in the sky as the thunders and lightning rumbled around her as she was transformed into a huge octopus body and quickly crawled to Ariel across the terrified gawkers. Once she grabbed Ariel like a rag doll, Ursula quickly turned her head to the Prince, "So long, lover boy!"
Then she just dived in the sea, took Ariel with her back in the sea. That was ruthless but I loved it. She rocks! What's yours?
Now on another subject, I was thinking about what Elisa said earlier about the prom thing. I personally do not like the idea of proms. If Elisa still cherished her silly moments with the proms, more power to her. But I personally think it is waste of my time, energy and bullshit to put up with fake looks from different persons.
Like Jake once said to me before that he observed one person standing few feet away. That person saw the other person standing few feet away, then quickly confided to his girlfriend that the "bastard" is here! His girlfriend saw him and goes, "ugh!" Then few minutes later, the "bastard" did the same thing to that person with his friend. About 10 minutes later, the bastard and that person stumbled on each other and said, "How are you? I did not see you here!" All that fakey boo hoos are silly.
When I was a junior in high school, I wanted to be with Todd, a hearing boyfriend of mine -- but it was "bad" to do that back then. I was pressured to take some broad to the prom -- it was very awkward and weird feeling. I had to do this because it is the "right" way, it is the American way (not entirely true!), it is memorable (My ass!) and all that bullshit. I stayed for an hour and half before slipping out to meet Todd in a car and went away for the weekend.
Suffice to say, my weekend with Todd was memorable than the ones I spent at the prom. The prom is always overated. It is silly high school thing. Certainly not a tradition to be proud of. Not for me, but if it does for you, yay. Should I do the cheerleading fer ya? Fuck, no!
Basically, what I am trying to say is that ... stop conform to the society's ideals because they said so. Just follow your heart and be happy, regardless of what one thinks about you. Maybe I should take Todd to the prom, but again that is irrelevant, though. The prom remained to be the most overated thing out of high school. My lovemaking with Todd wasn't overated, though.
Carter, Hilton, Rex, Culkin and Brunner? Such a drama!
R-
Visulite Theater Is Sold & That BoiFromTroy
It is certainly nice to know that a movie theater in downtown Staunton was sold to a screenwriter from New York. When I was a kid at VSD, I occasionally went to Dixie Theaters and Visulite Theater to watch many films. Visulite Theater was the first movie that I watched with 3-D. Nice to know that the downtown is looking much better. Last time I visited, I was bit stunned with how good it looked.
Way to go, Staunton!
I have to do something about BoiFromTroy -- that guy is gay Republican. Not only that, he's a die-hard fan of Southern Cal. It is double whammy. Southern Cal is overrated, filled with meaningless pretty bois. Gay Republicans are blind as shit. But this one is very charming. I enjoyed reading his blog -- I had to insert him into Hearies category. It goes against my rules but again, the rules are meant to be broken, though.
The chances of me meeting him is slim, which I do not care much ... but it's been fun reading his entries from time to time.
R-
Way to go, Staunton!
I have to do something about BoiFromTroy -- that guy is gay Republican. Not only that, he's a die-hard fan of Southern Cal. It is double whammy. Southern Cal is overrated, filled with meaningless pretty bois. Gay Republicans are blind as shit. But this one is very charming. I enjoyed reading his blog -- I had to insert him into Hearies category. It goes against my rules but again, the rules are meant to be broken, though.
The chances of me meeting him is slim, which I do not care much ... but it's been fun reading his entries from time to time.
R-
Get Me A Whiffle Bat, Please?
Elisa wrote on her xanga:
I think we're like the popular girls at a big high school. Everybody hates us, but its because they're jealous of us and scared of us and wants to be like us. It's hard being at the top, but we never have to worry about finding a date for prom night.
This is a classic sympton of having a delusional mind. :-) Snap out of it and get yourself back to reality and start to mingle with normal people outside of your group that you spent many years brownnosing. Ugh.
R-
I think we're like the popular girls at a big high school. Everybody hates us, but its because they're jealous of us and scared of us and wants to be like us. It's hard being at the top, but we never have to worry about finding a date for prom night.
This is a classic sympton of having a delusional mind. :-) Snap out of it and get yourself back to reality and start to mingle with normal people outside of your group that you spent many years brownnosing. Ugh.
R-
Sports Talk II
It was reported that an ex-NFL kicker Cole Ford, who graduated from Southern Cal and played for Oakland Raiders, was the culprit who fired the pellets at Siegfried & Roy's home in Las Vegas. It is possible that it is bias related but the Las Vegas Police Department ruled it out. C'mon, let's be serious for a minute -- never mind the cops' decision that it is not bias-related incident -- they always do that all the time. Anyway, this just proved that NFL needs to broaden its horizons in acceptance and reduce the homophobia comments in the locker rooms and on the playing field.
Wondered what the BoiFromTroy has to say about his favorite team that produced a nutty person like Cole Ford? Something to be proud of your Southern Cal roots, eh?
Last night at Equinox, Benis and I worked out. We snickered, giggled and muttered about things around us. We were on a treadmill and watched one guy staring at himself excessively by the mirror. He is so fucking in love wiht himself. So god-damned narcissistic! Anyway, we were watchintg the Twins-Yankees on television while exercising on a treadmill. Lots of guys cheered for Yankees.
Then we saw the tube commercial where a little boy of 4 or 5 years old playing tennis with an adult guy. That 4 or 5 years old boy was great. He was good, so good that it made me laugh. Then the adult barely beats the little boy only because the little boy was distracted when his parents' SUV arrived. The adult guy were worn out but pumped up that he beats this little boy. As the window rolled down in the SUV, you saw two familiar persons sitting. The father of the little boy shouted to the little boy that it's time to go home. It was Andre Agassi and his wife, Steffi Graf. That was a good commercial.
After that, I asked Benis a legitimate question. Is the NASCAR a sport? We are Southerners and we have the right to decide whether if it is a sport or not. Northerners & Westerners do not apply.
"No, it is not a sport. It is just an entertainment." Benis said. I see. I also do not think it is a sport. In fact, it does not require you to exercise, sweat and puff at all. In fact, it wasted the gas. Looking at the environment and preservation of our energies, the NASCAR events truly defied the logic of this -- it only did not defy, it mocked the need of conservation.
It is not a sport. It should be stopped, banned and be forgotten.
When we were done with the workouts at Equinox, Benis got paged by Richie Rich to meet him at XL Bar, just right before Faggot Feud. I groaned and told him that I'm too tired and worn out to go to a bar right after the workouts! Insistence always won, don't they? Off to XL Bar where we were greeted by LePore and Rich. They learned some signs. Like cute and sexy. Then Richie attempted to teach that to Amanda on stage. It was hysterical. The game between the hearing teams were very close -- it was in no manner with ours last week -- we just killed another team. Even Richie told me that it was more fun dealing with mine than the one last night. I saw a cute cowboy from Dallas whom I want to use the lasso to catch. Yeah, I got his email. That was cool. Wish me luck.
Oh, did I mention that I was about 2 feet away from the guy who won the first season of Survivior at XL Bar? Yeah, that Richard the naked fag whom I rooted against when I watched the program. Richard and Tina remained to be the only guys I really cannot stand the most. Boy, he is ugly and yet, he wore the fancy suit with a young, good-looking guy. Money does buy things in this community.
R-
Wondered what the BoiFromTroy has to say about his favorite team that produced a nutty person like Cole Ford? Something to be proud of your Southern Cal roots, eh?
Last night at Equinox, Benis and I worked out. We snickered, giggled and muttered about things around us. We were on a treadmill and watched one guy staring at himself excessively by the mirror. He is so fucking in love wiht himself. So god-damned narcissistic! Anyway, we were watchintg the Twins-Yankees on television while exercising on a treadmill. Lots of guys cheered for Yankees.
Then we saw the tube commercial where a little boy of 4 or 5 years old playing tennis with an adult guy. That 4 or 5 years old boy was great. He was good, so good that it made me laugh. Then the adult barely beats the little boy only because the little boy was distracted when his parents' SUV arrived. The adult guy were worn out but pumped up that he beats this little boy. As the window rolled down in the SUV, you saw two familiar persons sitting. The father of the little boy shouted to the little boy that it's time to go home. It was Andre Agassi and his wife, Steffi Graf. That was a good commercial.
After that, I asked Benis a legitimate question. Is the NASCAR a sport? We are Southerners and we have the right to decide whether if it is a sport or not. Northerners & Westerners do not apply.
"No, it is not a sport. It is just an entertainment." Benis said. I see. I also do not think it is a sport. In fact, it does not require you to exercise, sweat and puff at all. In fact, it wasted the gas. Looking at the environment and preservation of our energies, the NASCAR events truly defied the logic of this -- it only did not defy, it mocked the need of conservation.
It is not a sport. It should be stopped, banned and be forgotten.
When we were done with the workouts at Equinox, Benis got paged by Richie Rich to meet him at XL Bar, just right before Faggot Feud. I groaned and told him that I'm too tired and worn out to go to a bar right after the workouts! Insistence always won, don't they? Off to XL Bar where we were greeted by LePore and Rich. They learned some signs. Like cute and sexy. Then Richie attempted to teach that to Amanda on stage. It was hysterical. The game between the hearing teams were very close -- it was in no manner with ours last week -- we just killed another team. Even Richie told me that it was more fun dealing with mine than the one last night. I saw a cute cowboy from Dallas whom I want to use the lasso to catch. Yeah, I got his email. That was cool. Wish me luck.
Oh, did I mention that I was about 2 feet away from the guy who won the first season of Survivior at XL Bar? Yeah, that Richard the naked fag whom I rooted against when I watched the program. Richard and Tina remained to be the only guys I really cannot stand the most. Boy, he is ugly and yet, he wore the fancy suit with a young, good-looking guy. Money does buy things in this community.
R-
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
Thank You, Franco
Was out of office today on an errand. When I was done with the errand, I had a quick lunch with Benis. Talked a little then he mentioned that Franco is on AIM and if I want to say few words, eh? I nodded and IMmed him to talk a little. Asked him if he's recuperating all right from his devastating loss of his best friend, he's okay as can be.
Told him that I care, even if I teased him bit too much but I do care. Just wanted to make sure, is all. Franco replied, "I know you cared. That is why I have the utmost respect for you, RT."
That was the nicest thing anyone had said to me in a while. Sigh. Love ya, hottie.
Ahh, I should mention that a certain friend of mine for a long time recently set up her own blog. She said she was inspired to create one. How sweet.
To a certain person out in the West, shame on you for exploiting your family in the name of desperate attention! You know who you are! And get a clue, you're one lousy actress.
Today, during the errand, I was at the store that sells bedframes and matresses. I saw two Port Authority police officers in uniform standing very closely with each other and they were discussing with a guy who sells these things. These hot guys were talking about buying a queen-sized bed, which is right next to them. Perhaps for themselves. Nice, nice, nice.
I cannot wait to see the movie called ... Team America: World Police.
To amuse your own thoughts, here is a picture to watch, think and sigh.
Sigh.
R-
Told him that I care, even if I teased him bit too much but I do care. Just wanted to make sure, is all. Franco replied, "I know you cared. That is why I have the utmost respect for you, RT."
That was the nicest thing anyone had said to me in a while. Sigh. Love ya, hottie.
Ahh, I should mention that a certain friend of mine for a long time recently set up her own blog. She said she was inspired to create one. How sweet.
To a certain person out in the West, shame on you for exploiting your family in the name of desperate attention! You know who you are! And get a clue, you're one lousy actress.
Today, during the errand, I was at the store that sells bedframes and matresses. I saw two Port Authority police officers in uniform standing very closely with each other and they were discussing with a guy who sells these things. These hot guys were talking about buying a queen-sized bed, which is right next to them. Perhaps for themselves. Nice, nice, nice.
I cannot wait to see the movie called ... Team America: World Police.
To amuse your own thoughts, here is a picture to watch, think and sigh.
Sigh.
R-
Sports Talk
My brave Cavaliers football team is ranked No. 10 in the country with a record of 4-0, 2-0 and will play Clemson on ESPN. Clemson is angry, wounded team never to be underestimated even if they are 1-3.
I guess I'll tune in on ESPN on Thursday night. Sorry, fags, I won't be out to gay bars. I'll be at some heterosexual sports bar to root for the Cavaliers.
On other hand, my high school's girls volleyball team will begin its defense of Mason-Dixon Championship in Talladega, Alabama on Friday. This is a tough situation to be in -- last year, Virginia went 2-1 against Alabama in Knoxville, Tennessee including the championship match.
But again, Virginia practically returned everyone else. I'm not sure about Alabama, though.
Go Cavaliers! Go Cardinals!
R-
I guess I'll tune in on ESPN on Thursday night. Sorry, fags, I won't be out to gay bars. I'll be at some heterosexual sports bar to root for the Cavaliers.
On other hand, my high school's girls volleyball team will begin its defense of Mason-Dixon Championship in Talladega, Alabama on Friday. This is a tough situation to be in -- last year, Virginia went 2-1 against Alabama in Knoxville, Tennessee including the championship match.
But again, Virginia practically returned everyone else. I'm not sure about Alabama, though.
Go Cavaliers! Go Cardinals!
R-
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