Where Are You, Greg Crane?

When I first met Greg in Fremont, Califunny -- it was in Spring, 1988. Nearly 20 years ago!! I went to CSD-F (for hearies, CSD-F is California School f/t Deaf at Fremont) for Jr. NAD Convention. I had a great time in Bay Area.

One funny moment -- my sister, Lily, Marshall (Ugh! I swear you guys will vomit if you saw him!), Mr. Marzolf and I flew from Dulles International to San Jose -- it was our first time ever (except for Mr. Marzolf), of course -- we were goofy teenagers ... and incredibly dumb. But not dumber like Marshall.

Anyway, my sister is a skilled artist. She and I threw in our stuff for the national competition sponsored by Jr. NAD few weeks before that. But I digress. Back on the airplane en route to Denver. Lily and Marshall split in a row far away from me and Mr. Marzolf. As the plane was steady flowing westward, Mr. Marzolf and I chatted about various things. Suddenly, the flight attendant stared at me and Mr. Marzolf, then stared at the napkin. And smiled with a glee. And tapped Mr. Marzolf for his attention.

Mr. Marzolf is Deaf, like me. We were baffled and asked her what's wrong? She showed the napkin to us. It was a portrait of Mr. Marzolf's face, drew by my sister. Then the flight attendant pointed to the row where my sister and Marshall was sitting. Mr. Marzolf got up and said, "What's wrong? Why did you draw that?"

Lily responded, "The flight attendant don't know your name so I drew to call you over!" Mike said, "You can wander around the plane when it is in the air but not descending or ascending!" We did not know. Like I said, we were dumb teenagers.

Then Lily retorted, "Marshall claimed that this plane flew 65 MPH, is he lying?"

I nearly shot my snot out of my nose -- I was kneeling on the chair staring over the rows to catch what Lily said with her signs. I choked, guffawed and slipped back on the seat.

Mr. Marzolf stared but did not respond and said, "Marshall, this is pointless and idiotic conversation -- that does not warrant anything for you to use the flight attendant to call my attention to prove the point that the speed is 65 MPH. It goes over 400 MPH."

Marshall shot back, "But we have the national speed limit at 65 MPH!!"

Mr. Marzolf said, "I'm not going to talk about it with you now." He slipped back to his seat.

Later during the week at Jr. NAD Convention -- I met a charming fellow named Greg Crane. He and I became inseparable and I was incredibly infatuated with him. At that time, I did not know he was gay as well. I found about that he's gay ... few years later. Sometimes I wonder if I should make a bold move on him when we were in Fremont. Sometimes I attempted to locate him but it was very difficult thing to do so.

Greg and me at 13
I know that he was raised in Seattle, Washington. He was few years older than I am. But what impressed me the most was he came and introduced himself to me. To a freshman who is pretty much new to the Deaf elitism in Fremont, that is remarkable feat, though. The day that we spent together in Fisherman's Wharf and Alcatraz Island -- we were in a group, but Greg and I were on each other. It was nice while it lasted. Later, don't laugh. A fucking sea gull dumped a fucking shit on my shoulder. I was distraught with embarrassment, not from everyone else -- but Greg. Greg was so nice. He said, "That is great! It means a good luck for you."

Later in the evening in Fremont, I won the 1st place in Short Story at Jr. NAD while my sister cinchly picked up the 1st place in Art.

It has been nearly 20 years since I saw Greg. I want to see him again. I do. Maybe for a quickie, yeah. He's cute. Can't help it.

Help!

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Finally, She Has It

Debbie Ryan

Congratulations, Coach Ryan!

After the 98-52 win over James Madison, Coach Ryan became the 11th coach to reach the 600-win plateau and only 5th coach to do the feat at one school.

James Madison is the school that once pulled the collegiate women's basketball sport's greatest upset in the tournament by beating Virginia 71-62 in 1986. Ever since, Virginia hasn't permitted James Madison to post a win against the Cavaliers.


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Yes, We Are Stingy, So Says the NY Times

New York Times wrote the editorial that captured my attention and it should serve a lesson to the people who coddled Bush and his cronies. McCock, read and weep.

You might need to register in order to read the article.

The Bush Adminstration, Powell and Bush, has no right to attack Jan Engeland regarding his comment about the Americans being stingy. Because we truly are.

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Wal-Mart In Red State

One good reason why I think the folks in Red States are barbaric. I never liked Wal-Mart. Firebomb 'em, I say.

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Be Creative! Use Your Imagination!

What makes me cringe the most is seeing people reading other blogs then go back to their blogs and steal the subject and whine. It says a lot about their lack of imagination and creativity, really.

It is amusing to read some people who perceived me to be angry person. But the problem is that I am not even angry at all. I just rolled my eyes, flinched my facial expression, expressed my disgust but be angry at little stupid things that Amy Kurz would try to play around? Please. I don't need that. She has two strange kids that nobody wanted to tell it to her face that their kids are dofus bags.

Honestly, who would wear blue tie while wearing the brown suit? The pic is so ... unattractive, scary, prick, ghastly that tells the story of McCock -- a bitter man who feels that being Hard of Hearing is better than being Deaf.

These people amused me from time to time. But I do not appreciate for McCock to come to my blog and read and go back to his blog and whine about the issues I wrote -- if he has the guts, comment on it on my blog -- otherwise, make his own issues. Stop being a copycat. No wonder you do not have many readers these days.

Pitiful characters, they are. And yet, I won't be surprised that few people will wail and say that I'm bitter as well because I lashed out at them. Again, it is not true nor the case. The whole point is ... I'm annoyed at their lack of imagination and creativity.

All they do is whine. Cry. Pout. There is no balance of everything on McCock's Blog.

Three words: Get a life.

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VIP Lounge?

First impressions are important. The Bush Administration and the US Government are being perceived by foreigners and Americans as insensitive.

There was an American who said that she was unable to find the American booth where many countries set up the booths in the airport. She looked around for 3 hours and found the Americans in the VIP Lounge. Her hotel was destroyed, her passport was obviously swept into the sea. The Americans insisted that she produce a passport and pay for the pictures -- in the hour of need. These Americans need to be fired, immediately.

Bush was in Crawford on a vacation, doing nothing but jerking off while many leaders across the world addressed the Indian Ocean epic disaster. Even Bill Clinton made few words on BBC, the Bush Administration officials were quick to criticize Bill.

Stop criticizing Bill Clinton, he is free to say whatever he wants -- but for you, as the representative of this country, DO SOMETHING.

Hundreds of Americans are missing. The Bush Administration downplayed that it is matter of them not getting in touch with the proper authorities -- is this the most idiotic response? The American already mentioned that she looked for three hours to find the American consulate who berated her to pay for the passport, despite the fact that many people might lose ATM cards, important documentations in the disaster.

Bush seemed to be flabbergasted with the fact that people are looking at him to say something. He decided to speak publicly from his ranch. A symbol of his arrogance (My home is clean and pretty, unlike yours!). Anyway, he will address the media right after the meeting with the National Security Council. He probably will accuse al-Qaeda of causing an earthquake and killed more than 80,000 people (still counting the deaths).

The whole point is that Bush acted too late, too slow and too little ... don't wait.

We cannot afford to wait and assess or people whose lives are devastated will resent us and their anger on us for lackadaisal efforts can aid the Al-Qaeda in the long run. If we did make a haste effort to reach the people who needed the aid, they will have a faith in the American dream. But we were too slow, and now they are doubting us of our sincerity and concerns.

We failed at making a good impression. We are darned good at saying "Oh, I'm sorry and I hope you'll be OK." but we really suck in reaching out and do something.

Perhaps, when a tsunami struck the United States -- these countries reserve the right to turn their backs on us.

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A Joke

Found this on Craigslist.org by a friend which made me giggle.

Necrophilia is ETHICAL and REASONABLE! Join Necrophiliacs Against Cremation today!

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