Today on the subway, I stared at a couple with two children. The mother is young and yet, so gorgeous. I mean, she is way gorgeous than anyone else on the subway. The father was more of a geek with glasses. And the kids are just cute and adorable. They bicker and tease each other well as the parents stared at each other -- you could see the rapport between the pretty girl and geek guy without them talking at all.
I guess, gorgeous and geek do combine well.
And you wonder why I like geek men?
R-
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Methylenedioxymethamphetamine
Did I make you wince at the word above?
That word is known as Ecstasy or X -- the ones that you popped a pill and in few hours, with the aid of water, you go on a roll for few hours. You become affectionate, touchy and moody. Except me, I hate to be TOUCHED when I rolled on it a while ago.
It was insane!
Anyway, our beloved Food and Drug Administration approved the experiment of Methylenedioxymethamphetamine with terminally cancer patients as a way to see if it can help the patients calm and be in the state of euphoric while dealing with the loved ones before dropping dead.
I say, go for it.
Give me two Methylenedioxymethamphetamine.
R-
That word is known as Ecstasy or X -- the ones that you popped a pill and in few hours, with the aid of water, you go on a roll for few hours. You become affectionate, touchy and moody. Except me, I hate to be TOUCHED when I rolled on it a while ago.
It was insane!
Anyway, our beloved Food and Drug Administration approved the experiment of Methylenedioxymethamphetamine with terminally cancer patients as a way to see if it can help the patients calm and be in the state of euphoric while dealing with the loved ones before dropping dead.
I say, go for it.
Give me two Methylenedioxymethamphetamine.
R-
Monday, December 27, 2004
*Munching Popcorn*
Each day, we have to hear the deaths of US soldiers in various manners in Iraq. Our beloved Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld mentioned that this happened is to pull all terrorists to come in Iraq and make it a playground.
Yeah, if you think killing the soldiers are better than the citizens, then fine with me.
I feel like a spectator sitting in a coliseum and eating the popcorn as people were sent to Iraq to get slaughtered.
More and more US soldiers are looking for ways to avoid the duty. One guy in Philadelphia shot himself to prevent himself from going to Iraq.
The Governor of Oregon told a dead son's mother that "her son is a hero." She shot back, "I don't want my dead son. I want my son here! My son is already hero before he was sent there!"
Later, the same mother got a phone call from someone within the Bush Administration who told her that she was invited by Bush for some event, she declined. That particular someone said, "Are you declining the opportunity to be in the same room with the President?"
The mother admitted that she was offended by the arrogance of people associated with the Busn Administration and hurled insults at the person and hung up on 'someone'.
It is amusing to sit back and watch our own soldiers marching into the Valley of Death, knowing that they could end up being killed because they are "serving" the country. They are not serving the United States of America. They are serving the Bush Administration and its cronies.
Deal with it.
R-
Yeah, if you think killing the soldiers are better than the citizens, then fine with me.
I feel like a spectator sitting in a coliseum and eating the popcorn as people were sent to Iraq to get slaughtered.
More and more US soldiers are looking for ways to avoid the duty. One guy in Philadelphia shot himself to prevent himself from going to Iraq.
The Governor of Oregon told a dead son's mother that "her son is a hero." She shot back, "I don't want my dead son. I want my son here! My son is already hero before he was sent there!"
Later, the same mother got a phone call from someone within the Bush Administration who told her that she was invited by Bush for some event, she declined. That particular someone said, "Are you declining the opportunity to be in the same room with the President?"
The mother admitted that she was offended by the arrogance of people associated with the Busn Administration and hurled insults at the person and hung up on 'someone'.
It is amusing to sit back and watch our own soldiers marching into the Valley of Death, knowing that they could end up being killed because they are "serving" the country. They are not serving the United States of America. They are serving the Bush Administration and its cronies.
Deal with it.
R-
Swept Away
There was an earthquake six miles deep in the Indian Ocean which measured at 9.0 richter scale and sent the massive tsunamis towards South Asia, Southeast Asia, northwest Australia and East Africa, killing more than 20,000 people, thousands swept by the sea, millions displaced with no homes.
It was my fault. I got off from the subway train and felt the floor rumbling. I thought it was the train rolling away. But I probably caused it.
My apologies. Really, I read that lots of famed beaches in Thailand were destroyed. I'm glad about that. I heard that the pedophiles often flew to Thailand because of its laid-back attitudes on prostitution with small girls and boys. I hope the pedophiles were awashed into the sea, never to be seen again.
Again, I hate the beaches. Tsunami is not funny thing to deal with. When I went to Rehoboth Beach to waste a day at the beach with gays, I often stared at the ocean, I always knew that the ocean is there to remind us that they are in control of this world. If they don't like it, they can just swept us away and be done with us.
Hell, the scientists said that the western slopes of the Atlantic Ridge just off the coast of Europe is due for a massive rock slide that could trigger a huge tsunami that can reach New York City within few hours. And it shall happen within 100 years. It mentioned that it can overwhelm the eastern coast of North America.
If it does happen, it'll be interesting to observe the rags of Appalachian hillbillies take over the riches of Manhattan while the Manhattanites takes the rags in economic terms when it happened -- the property values in the mountains shall skyrocket while the beachfronts plummeted to nothing.
And I live in Manhattan. Go figure.
R-
It was my fault. I got off from the subway train and felt the floor rumbling. I thought it was the train rolling away. But I probably caused it.
My apologies. Really, I read that lots of famed beaches in Thailand were destroyed. I'm glad about that. I heard that the pedophiles often flew to Thailand because of its laid-back attitudes on prostitution with small girls and boys. I hope the pedophiles were awashed into the sea, never to be seen again.
Again, I hate the beaches. Tsunami is not funny thing to deal with. When I went to Rehoboth Beach to waste a day at the beach with gays, I often stared at the ocean, I always knew that the ocean is there to remind us that they are in control of this world. If they don't like it, they can just swept us away and be done with us.
Hell, the scientists said that the western slopes of the Atlantic Ridge just off the coast of Europe is due for a massive rock slide that could trigger a huge tsunami that can reach New York City within few hours. And it shall happen within 100 years. It mentioned that it can overwhelm the eastern coast of North America.
If it does happen, it'll be interesting to observe the rags of Appalachian hillbillies take over the riches of Manhattan while the Manhattanites takes the rags in economic terms when it happened -- the property values in the mountains shall skyrocket while the beachfronts plummeted to nothing.
And I live in Manhattan. Go figure.
R-
Rejoice! For The Wicked Is Dead!
It is time to celebrate! The Wicked is finally dead.
Reggie White, a football player for the Philadelphia Eagles and Green Bay Packers is dead at 43 last Sunday afternoon.
When I learned about his untimely death, I smirked. It was the karma doing the good deeds. Reggie White was a vocal homophobe who contributed the homophobia in the NFL and in the African-American community as whole. His repeated comments regarding his feelings toward the Gay Community was very dangerous, especially with the growth of HIV/AIDS in the African-American community. To me, I think Reggie was very dangerous person because lots of African-American men practiced what we knew as "Down Low" which fanned the spread of HIV. What is Down Low? They are men who discreetly have sex with other men while in sexual relationships with women. Often, these men do not consider themselves gay or bisexual, it is another form of hiding -- akin to the closeted term but, the DL was coined after the researchers noticed the # of HIV were pretty high in straight African American women. They pinpointed it to the DL phenomenon.
When Reggie preached in his community about gay people being deviants, he made many men do the DL than ever. It equals to the spread of HIV. Is it his fault? Of course it is. He could show the compassionate but no, he fiercely attacked the gays repeatedly and did not apologize until the media (which the dirty conservatives bashed for being too liberal) criticized Reggie of his aggressive attacks on the Gay Community.
Please be serious -- 65 players with 32 teams = more than 2,000 players. And not even *one* active player is gay? Of course, they are hiding in the closet. Why? Because of people like Reggie White who made the locker room very hostile and inhospitable for gay men.
When I was a teenager, I did not get horny in the locker room. I was totally terrified of being ridiculed, humiliated and all that. I often went to the shower and do it very, very, very fast and zoom out of the shower room while everyone else stays in for 30 to 45 minutes. Why? Because I did not want to arouse an suspicion. Looking back, it is silly, though. But it's how bad it was for me as a high school student.
I knew of an acquaintenance who claimed he buttfucked a former quarterback of San Francisco 49ers. I knew of someone who was in a relationship with a guard from Chicago Bears. I heard the rumors about Troy Aikman, to name few.
It's full of crap.
So good riddance that the Wicked is dead.
R-
Reggie White, a football player for the Philadelphia Eagles and Green Bay Packers is dead at 43 last Sunday afternoon.
When I learned about his untimely death, I smirked. It was the karma doing the good deeds. Reggie White was a vocal homophobe who contributed the homophobia in the NFL and in the African-American community as whole. His repeated comments regarding his feelings toward the Gay Community was very dangerous, especially with the growth of HIV/AIDS in the African-American community. To me, I think Reggie was very dangerous person because lots of African-American men practiced what we knew as "Down Low" which fanned the spread of HIV. What is Down Low? They are men who discreetly have sex with other men while in sexual relationships with women. Often, these men do not consider themselves gay or bisexual, it is another form of hiding -- akin to the closeted term but, the DL was coined after the researchers noticed the # of HIV were pretty high in straight African American women. They pinpointed it to the DL phenomenon.
When Reggie preached in his community about gay people being deviants, he made many men do the DL than ever. It equals to the spread of HIV. Is it his fault? Of course it is. He could show the compassionate but no, he fiercely attacked the gays repeatedly and did not apologize until the media (which the dirty conservatives bashed for being too liberal) criticized Reggie of his aggressive attacks on the Gay Community.
Please be serious -- 65 players with 32 teams = more than 2,000 players. And not even *one* active player is gay? Of course, they are hiding in the closet. Why? Because of people like Reggie White who made the locker room very hostile and inhospitable for gay men.
When I was a teenager, I did not get horny in the locker room. I was totally terrified of being ridiculed, humiliated and all that. I often went to the shower and do it very, very, very fast and zoom out of the shower room while everyone else stays in for 30 to 45 minutes. Why? Because I did not want to arouse an suspicion. Looking back, it is silly, though. But it's how bad it was for me as a high school student.
I knew of an acquaintenance who claimed he buttfucked a former quarterback of San Francisco 49ers. I knew of someone who was in a relationship with a guard from Chicago Bears. I heard the rumors about Troy Aikman, to name few.
It's full of crap.
So good riddance that the Wicked is dead.
R-
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Few Funny Things About Mom
Last June, I chatted with Mom about the ordinary stuff in New York City that Mom and I never had witnessed in The South.
I said, "Mom, you know ... you can take your dirty clothes, towels or sheets to the local laundromat -- they will wash it for you, dry it for you, and fold it for you. Then they will pound it and charge you for the service."
Mom was surprised. She could not believe it and asked why? I retorted that we were too busy shooting people in New York so we had to throw the stuff at someone to clean it up for us.
Then I laughed. Mom was not amused. She rolled her eyes as well. Ahh.
One more thing about Mom, she wrote me an email today -- you know, English is not her first language but she tried, that s what it mattered the most -- anyway, it reads:
Happy Merry Christmas.
That is my Mom.
R-
I said, "Mom, you know ... you can take your dirty clothes, towels or sheets to the local laundromat -- they will wash it for you, dry it for you, and fold it for you. Then they will pound it and charge you for the service."
Mom was surprised. She could not believe it and asked why? I retorted that we were too busy shooting people in New York so we had to throw the stuff at someone to clean it up for us.
Then I laughed. Mom was not amused. She rolled her eyes as well. Ahh.
One more thing about Mom, she wrote me an email today -- you know, English is not her first language but she tried, that s what it mattered the most -- anyway, it reads:
Happy Merry Christmas.
That is my Mom.
R-
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Happy Birthday, Jesus!!
Before I talk about The Day, just want to rant some stuff.
Remember Roy and Silo? The gay penguins in Brooklyn Aquarium which I really wanted to see and meet. Well, there is an interesting article about the gay penguins but it has nothing to do with Roy and Silo. You know, my dear dirty conservatives and wacky Republicans, God is sending the message that being gay is very normal. If you guys truly believe in signs, this is it.
I withdraw my comments about Arnie Schwarzenegger. I mentioned that he may be sensible Republican after it was reported that he hoped that his party will stray away from the Right and stop picking on gays. The German papers reported that the translation was incorrect and that he never said anything like that. Shoot. So I withdraw.
I have two roommates -- but I have my own bedroom (likewise with their bedrooms). I live with Perlis and Lenny. Some of you guys knew who Perlis is from the college days. She's doing well and is studying hard at Columbia. Very smart gal. Lenny is cool fella that I met few weeks ago and was very impressed with his laid-back attitude and sense of humor. He is hearing dude. When he decided to bring me on to be part of 3-bedroom apartment, he mentioned with an evil grin: "Now I can talk loud, hear the music loud and watch the TV loud -- this is so cool!"
Normally, I'm not exactly crazy about hearing persons. Especially with straight men. But Lenny and I discovered that we have something in common -- our love for ... SouthPark! That show rocks! Lenny is very smart fella as well. Went to Duke and spent some years in United Kingdom, I believe.
This afternoon, when I was blogging to wish the readers Merry Christmas while Carrie was taking a shower, Perlis and I was startled to hear (Yes, I can hear a little but this one really boomed enough for me to feel it!) Lenny shouting something so funny.
Happy Birthday, Jesus!!
I thought it was a nice gesture. Apparently, Perlis said he did it throughout the day.
Carrie and I went to Brooklyn Bridge, Ground Zero, West Village and Chelsea. We had many lengthy conversations about a lot of things. I hope she enjoyed her stay immensely.
That was my Christmas -- travelling around Manhattan. Apparently, lots of people did that today. Lots of stores were open. Lots of restaurants (from fast food to luxury) were open. Of course, gay bars were open.
Why of course? I told Carrie that many gay folks were rejected by their families so their families are more likely to be at bars, unfortunately.
When I got to my apartment, I was also startled by Lenny's shout: Happy Birthday, Jesus!!
Such a life in this apartment. I think I'll enjoy this for a while. Surdus remarked that I looked very relaxed and happier in this place than the one I used to live in East Village. Nice, nice.
I may be talkative but I am also a heavy observant. Carrie truly looked empowered. Wonderful. When I first met her, she was pretty, petite girl with glasses that could make her look like a geek. But extremely smart woman. She was the one who I told her that it's OK to hear a little and speak well and calls herself Deaf. She was bit apprehensive about going home for the holidays in '96 or so because her parents didn't make her home accessible such as the captions and TTY. I told her to sic on her parents and make a threat. She did.
Today, she doesn't need the glasses, and she is gorgeous woman with a sense of pride and I can see that she is a warrior. Hell, she told a guy to sign "I am ugly" at XL Bar today after he annoyed me with his behavior. She has the guts. I hope I made a good influence on her but sometimes, I cringed and covered my eyes when she lambasted a guy for staring at us too much in the subway. So funny.
It was such a long day but I enjoyed her presence. Thanks for coming to the town, Carrie to spend the Christmas with me. I truly appreciated it very much.
Cheers,
R-
Remember Roy and Silo? The gay penguins in Brooklyn Aquarium which I really wanted to see and meet. Well, there is an interesting article about the gay penguins but it has nothing to do with Roy and Silo. You know, my dear dirty conservatives and wacky Republicans, God is sending the message that being gay is very normal. If you guys truly believe in signs, this is it.
I withdraw my comments about Arnie Schwarzenegger. I mentioned that he may be sensible Republican after it was reported that he hoped that his party will stray away from the Right and stop picking on gays. The German papers reported that the translation was incorrect and that he never said anything like that. Shoot. So I withdraw.
I have two roommates -- but I have my own bedroom (likewise with their bedrooms). I live with Perlis and Lenny. Some of you guys knew who Perlis is from the college days. She's doing well and is studying hard at Columbia. Very smart gal. Lenny is cool fella that I met few weeks ago and was very impressed with his laid-back attitude and sense of humor. He is hearing dude. When he decided to bring me on to be part of 3-bedroom apartment, he mentioned with an evil grin: "Now I can talk loud, hear the music loud and watch the TV loud -- this is so cool!"
Normally, I'm not exactly crazy about hearing persons. Especially with straight men. But Lenny and I discovered that we have something in common -- our love for ... SouthPark! That show rocks! Lenny is very smart fella as well. Went to Duke and spent some years in United Kingdom, I believe.
This afternoon, when I was blogging to wish the readers Merry Christmas while Carrie was taking a shower, Perlis and I was startled to hear (Yes, I can hear a little but this one really boomed enough for me to feel it!) Lenny shouting something so funny.
Happy Birthday, Jesus!!
I thought it was a nice gesture. Apparently, Perlis said he did it throughout the day.
Carrie and I went to Brooklyn Bridge, Ground Zero, West Village and Chelsea. We had many lengthy conversations about a lot of things. I hope she enjoyed her stay immensely.
That was my Christmas -- travelling around Manhattan. Apparently, lots of people did that today. Lots of stores were open. Lots of restaurants (from fast food to luxury) were open. Of course, gay bars were open.
Why of course? I told Carrie that many gay folks were rejected by their families so their families are more likely to be at bars, unfortunately.
When I got to my apartment, I was also startled by Lenny's shout: Happy Birthday, Jesus!!
Such a life in this apartment. I think I'll enjoy this for a while. Surdus remarked that I looked very relaxed and happier in this place than the one I used to live in East Village. Nice, nice.
I may be talkative but I am also a heavy observant. Carrie truly looked empowered. Wonderful. When I first met her, she was pretty, petite girl with glasses that could make her look like a geek. But extremely smart woman. She was the one who I told her that it's OK to hear a little and speak well and calls herself Deaf. She was bit apprehensive about going home for the holidays in '96 or so because her parents didn't make her home accessible such as the captions and TTY. I told her to sic on her parents and make a threat. She did.
Today, she doesn't need the glasses, and she is gorgeous woman with a sense of pride and I can see that she is a warrior. Hell, she told a guy to sign "I am ugly" at XL Bar today after he annoyed me with his behavior. She has the guts. I hope I made a good influence on her but sometimes, I cringed and covered my eyes when she lambasted a guy for staring at us too much in the subway. So funny.
It was such a long day but I enjoyed her presence. Thanks for coming to the town, Carrie to spend the Christmas with me. I truly appreciated it very much.
Cheers,
R-
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