Sunday, October 17, 2004

Few Thoughts About Sports, Really.

October 15 came and passed without a fanfare in New York -- which is bit unusual for me to deal. I guess, there are many things to do in New York than to celebrate the first day of practice for NCAA Hoops. I love the NCAA Hoops more than NBA and WNBA, believe it or not.

I just read the article about Virginia Cavaliers women's basketball team which finished the worst season in 25 years at 13-16 last year. Guys, guys, I know! You are not interested in sports -- but it is my outlet -- I just hoped what happened last year served a blow to the players and start playing like a team! Coach Ryan indicated that the starting point guard is Sharnee Zoll, a freshman out of New Jersey which surprised me! Many years ago, she tends to put a freshman on the starting lineup in order to learn and handle the pressures. But in the last 5 years, she was very conservative and benched many outstanding freshmen to a point where many of them kept on transferring, quitting or suspended.

I'm confident that this year, the team is going to surprise everyone else. But I am worried about the first two games -- they'll play No. 1 Louisiana State in Baton Rouge if they beats Arizona State first. Ack!

Damn the Yankees, they routed BoSox 17-8 at Fenway Park! But today, BoSox won, 6-4. Whew. But still trailed by two games! Nobody has come back from behind at 3-0. I just saw the Mastercard commercial on the television -- an elderly man pointed to the sign: 1918. And the words on the commercial was: "Boston RedSox In World Series: Priceless"

I was disheartened that No. 6 Virginia Cavaliers football team got trashed badly at Tallahassee, 36-3. UVa football team seemed unable to beat FSU for years. And each time, UVA played in Tallahassee, they always got massacred.

The cold has arrived in New York. It is nice. I might be in the District on Thursday night, wait and see. It was good to see Manny and Merritt yesterday, even for a brief time.

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"Are there homosexuals in Heaven?"

John Ostrander is great writer. He used to write The Spectre, a comic book owned by DC Comics. The Spectre is about a fallen angel who didn't defend God in their cosmic battle against Lucifer and his minions, he was neutral and did not take the part of this, I cannot remember the origins. I hope I got it right.

However, when God and his angels defeated Lucifer and his fallen angels and threw him to Hell, Spectre came to ask God for forgiveness. But God does not allow him to come in Heaven -- so his punishment is to wander as the Wrath of Vengeance on Earth. He has to find a human soul whose rejected God out of anger and merge with him in order to judge the mortals from time to time. He must judge and kill the mortals in the same manner that they murdered someone else. Stuff like that is his job. Sometimes Spectre was not sure, he went to Heaven to sought for guidance. Anyway, in The Spectre #45 which my friend, Dylan urged me to read and I did. I was impressed with John's thoughts. Here is what happened ...

Spectre happened to be in the area where the group of men attacked two gay men with baseball bats. One died. The group of men told Spectre that he cannot judge them because God abhorred homosexuals, so says the Good Book! Spectre's human host, Jim Corrigan was homophobic and unsure what to do -- they committed the murder. They must be judged. Because of Jim's homophobic thoughts, the group was spared. Later, Spectre talked with his mentor who is Catholic priest. The priest said, "What if I'm homosexual? I'm not saying that I am, because I took the vow of celibacy but if I am one, does that gives you the right to view me any less than others?" Spectre did not answer. He simply vanished.

Outside of everything, Spectre appeared before the huge, massive Angel who guarded the Gates of Heaven. The Gates of Heaven and Angel Michael were so huge that Spectre seems to be dwarfed.

Spectre acknowledged, "Michael!"

Michael spoke, "Spectre. What brings you to the Gates of Heaven? You know I cannot allow you inside."

Spectre asked, "You have to tell me something. Are there homoseuxals in Heaven?"

Michael said, "The question is irrelevant. Sexuality is a matter for the body and thus is confined to the mortal sphere. It has no place here."

Spectre then wondered, "Are there souls in Heaven who have committed unnatural acts on Earth?"

Michael responded, "There are souls in Heaven that have committed every act conceivable. What soul enters Heaven without some stain of sin upon it? It is not the individual acts that bring or bar a soul here but the balance of one's life. I should warn you -- it is not what Humanity considers good or evil. Humanity should not presume to judge for God. They invariably get it wrong."

Spectre got the message and returned to Earth and resumed his duties in judging the gay bashers.

John Ostrander nailed on this, did he? He won my respect when I read the first time. He is also the one that changed my views on death penalty. I came from Virginia where there is heavy support for death penalty, so I initially supported the death penalty.

In an issue, where Spectre goes berserk and he decided to judge and punish people. He went to the Death Row and since he is the spirit, he walked through the walls and passed through condemned persons. Each time, many condemned persons died in the same manner, which meant that they did commit the murders.

Spectre then was approached by the cops who attempted to stop him from killing these condemned persons -- some cops also perished, it turned out that they were the murderers as well. When Spectre was done with it, he heard a voice. "Mister?"

He saw the condemned person inside the cell, Spectre was stunned. "But you are condemned."

The black man said, "I am innocent. I did not do it."

Spectre touched him, he did not perish. He was stunned. He turned to face the warden that he is innocent! The warden said that he has nothing to do with it, it's up to the courts. He went to the governor of the state who said that his hands are tied and he cannot do anything to stop the state from executing the inmate that was convicted by the jury.

Unsure what to do, Spectre went back to Heaven to seek a guidance from Angel Michael. Michael warned him that Spectre is not a super-hero, he is not out to save lives. He is only to judge people of their crimes. If the innocent died, that is where his duty will begin.

Spectre understood. He went back to the Death Row and told the inmate that he cannot save his life. But he shall avenge his death. Spectre warned the governor that since the state is responsible for his execution, the judgment shall fall on the taxpayers. So essentially, everyone else who lives in the state shall die because they supported the government in killing an innocent victim. Needless to say, the governor spared his life.

But that was the moment I realized that as a taxpayer, I may be responsible for the wrongful executions. From that point, I stopped supporting and turned against it. Today, I was watching a movie called "Monster's Ball", I was thinking of John Ostrander's The Spectre.

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An Odd E-Mail

I checked my gmail account to see what's up -- ahh, 18 new emails. Nice. Nice.

Then I got this -- very bizarre. Why bother to send this to me? I already mentioned that I want that Bush *out* of White House.

I do not believe in fair play -- I will delete the email address or the link to that website. I do not want anyone to support 'em. I want to squash 'em. It mentioned that the reason why they sent it to me because I am a blogger. Bad idea. I was gonna send it to Lambykins or Elisa Abasdfzxcvfrt but I decided not to do it. Maybe they already got it and will post it.

Here is the email.

One advice: It is Commander in Chief, not Commander and Chief, you idiot fish.

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[The group's name has been deleted] proved that bloggers are the best fact checkers. That is why we are writing to a few bloggers asking for help.

[The name of the group is bye-bye!] has collected several documents that are clearly suspect.
But we need your help to prove they are fake: [The link was deleted, of course]

Let's spring to action before these documents needlessly tarnish the reputation of our Commander and Chief. You know the drill: analyze the handwriting, search for factual errors, and post your discoveries.

And keep us posted by sending email to [Blah, blah, blah, no email address!].

Thanks in advance for your help.

[Group's name signature has fled the post]

Friday, October 15, 2004

Look But Do Not Touch

I just found out that Stefan LeFors is married. Go figure. Typical southerner to own a woman.

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Do Not Trust The Polls

As you know, the polls required people to use theland line phone system to determine who's who -- but today, millions of registered voters are using cell phones. That will play a role in proving that the polls are in need of updating its system. So the 4-point lead for Bush is ... pure hogwash, like it or not.

Cheney is full of himself -- whined that Kerry mentioned his cuntlicking daughter. Actually, Kerry is right on the target, that Bush attempted to discriminate his Vice-President's child based on her sexual orientation -- HELLO!

But again, what do you expect from dumbfucks?

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Thank God It Is Raining Today

Damn. Fuck. Damn the stars! Damn Wojnar's turds.

No. 17 Louisville lost to No. 3 Miami, 41-38 after leading as many as 17 points. Stefan LeFors was knocked out with a concussion in fourth quarter and Miami regrouped to win the game in Miami.

My head hurts. Not because of the game. Because of something else.

Web got the tape! She got the tape from XL Bar! It is called ... GUYS GONE WILD: FRAT BOYS. What happened is that, XL Bar underwent some minor renovation on Wednesday night, thus Faggot Feud was subsequently cancelled. So on Thursday night, they re-opened the whole she-bang with free giveaways with these tapes. Web and Benis zoomed -- it was given to the customers by random -- and Web got it!

When you're done with it, I'm 2nd person to see it, ok?

R-

Thursday, October 14, 2004

"Remember Me?"

Today, I was walking down the street, I guess I was in deep thoughts. Suddenly, I was tapped from behind. Who would tap me from behind in Manhattan, I wonder? I turned to look at very cute guy smiling at me. I was surprised and smiled a little with bit of my eyebrows acting up with suspicion.

He said, "Remember me? We met at The Cock Bar!" His speech was very clear that I understood on the first try. Wow.

I was not sure if I remembered him. Maybe I was drunk on one of these nights. I do not know. But the point is, he is here and he is smiling. I smiled and said, "How are you?"

"I'm good. How come you did not email me?"

Oh. I hate that.

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