I stumbled upon an article written by David Spillers, a friend of mine from Arkansas. It was an article about his "Coming Out of the Closet" experiences -- which I played in a brief but pivotal role, just enough to jolt him to think harder in handling the situations in an effective manner.
Suffice to say, Spillers and I am still good friends today.
Oh, by the way, Knoxville sucks. And let me guess, the Sunsphere is still closed, eh?
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Blue vs. Red -- Blue Wins (As Always)
It is rare that I get to laugh reading the transcript of a radio interview. Here is what happened, Micheael Signorile, as gay columnist and radio talk show host which many conservatives, Republicans and "red-staters" labelled him as a "liberal".
Which does not matter or suits Signorile just fine.
Signorile got in touch with Sheriff Holcomb of Marshall County, Alabama, mainly because the sheriff posted his opinion of homosexuality on a website, indicating that homosexuality is an "abomination".
Suffice to say, Signorile interviewed Sheriff Holcomb and can you guess who ended up being a typical fool out of Blue-Red turf? Of course it is Red. Signorile is a great guy, never lambasted the other for being "conservative", for being "racist", for being ...
But on the other side, Holcomb is the typical white trash southerner who complained that the Liberals are out to get them. Guys, this guy is delusional and he is the Sheriff! Only in Alabama, the land of conservative wackos.
Holcomb, thanks for being a good representative of Christian, conservative and Republican -- just a typical prick as I always believed.
R-
Which does not matter or suits Signorile just fine.
Signorile got in touch with Sheriff Holcomb of Marshall County, Alabama, mainly because the sheriff posted his opinion of homosexuality on a website, indicating that homosexuality is an "abomination".
Suffice to say, Signorile interviewed Sheriff Holcomb and can you guess who ended up being a typical fool out of Blue-Red turf? Of course it is Red. Signorile is a great guy, never lambasted the other for being "conservative", for being "racist", for being ...
But on the other side, Holcomb is the typical white trash southerner who complained that the Liberals are out to get them. Guys, this guy is delusional and he is the Sheriff! Only in Alabama, the land of conservative wackos.
Holcomb, thanks for being a good representative of Christian, conservative and Republican -- just a typical prick as I always believed.
R-
Drama at Taco Bell
After work today, it was starting to snow as I took the subway train home. I walked by Taco Bell, I thought of grabbing some Supreme Tacos so that I can have a diarrhea to send over to McCock or Bush to express my feelings.
The truth is that I like to eat Taco Bell sometimes but the pain in the ass is that it often made me shit so fast and sloppy. So I went ahead and walked in. There was many people waiting for their orders. I stood behind a Russian and waited patiently for the food to be ready to be taken out. My patience turns to impatience after 10 minutes of waiting.
The Russian was about a foot taller than I am, he bended down to kiss his kid which I smiled -- suddenly, I was startled by the Russian's sudden change as he slammed his hand on the counter and screamed at the top of his lungs at the Taco Bell workers.
I was right next to him as he kept on slamming his hands on the counter then used his left hand to flip the cash machine around -- then he tossed it towards the area where the food are being made but the wiring just pulled the cash machine back to the counter as it rattled on the counter.
I stepped back and stared in horror as the Russian kept on yelling the workers to do something. Slammed his hands on the counter and tossed the bowl of straws onto the floor and the manager of Taco Bell tried to callm him down but he was having none of it -- finally, my food came and I fled the scene.
Wow.
Sometimes I hate being me because I seemed to be in the places that the drama ensued. it is getting tiresome.
But it was interesting.
It is interesting to note that Wal-Mart pays its employees very low and less hours, so that they had to apply for Medicaid (one of their strategies are to avoid the full-time job position to avoid providing the health insurance) and Medicare. Wal-Mart is so greed that it won't pay more than the 5.25 to the workers but are hosting a lavish party for the Repbublicans in the District.
Americans, that is Corporate America for you -- where Bush are all for it and you fell for it. Wal-Mart do NOT care about your welfare beings, they care about power, prestige and profits. 3 Ps.
McCock, write your own entry about something else. Babbling about me and my opinions make you unattractive. I can make fun of anyone else I wanted to -- there is nothing you can do about it. Good luck with your dying blog.
R-
The truth is that I like to eat Taco Bell sometimes but the pain in the ass is that it often made me shit so fast and sloppy. So I went ahead and walked in. There was many people waiting for their orders. I stood behind a Russian and waited patiently for the food to be ready to be taken out. My patience turns to impatience after 10 minutes of waiting.
The Russian was about a foot taller than I am, he bended down to kiss his kid which I smiled -- suddenly, I was startled by the Russian's sudden change as he slammed his hand on the counter and screamed at the top of his lungs at the Taco Bell workers.
I was right next to him as he kept on slamming his hands on the counter then used his left hand to flip the cash machine around -- then he tossed it towards the area where the food are being made but the wiring just pulled the cash machine back to the counter as it rattled on the counter.
I stepped back and stared in horror as the Russian kept on yelling the workers to do something. Slammed his hands on the counter and tossed the bowl of straws onto the floor and the manager of Taco Bell tried to callm him down but he was having none of it -- finally, my food came and I fled the scene.
Wow.
Sometimes I hate being me because I seemed to be in the places that the drama ensued. it is getting tiresome.
But it was interesting.
It is interesting to note that Wal-Mart pays its employees very low and less hours, so that they had to apply for Medicaid (one of their strategies are to avoid the full-time job position to avoid providing the health insurance) and Medicare. Wal-Mart is so greed that it won't pay more than the 5.25 to the workers but are hosting a lavish party for the Repbublicans in the District.
Americans, that is Corporate America for you -- where Bush are all for it and you fell for it. Wal-Mart do NOT care about your welfare beings, they care about power, prestige and profits. 3 Ps.
McCock, write your own entry about something else. Babbling about me and my opinions make you unattractive. I can make fun of anyone else I wanted to -- there is nothing you can do about it. Good luck with your dying blog.
R-
The Highlight Of My Day
It is frigid in New York. Let's make it wet, slushy and frigid on Inauguration Day and hope Bush will rant on for hours like William Henry Harrison. Know what happened to William Heny Harrison? He talked for 4 hours, I believe, in cold rain. He caught the pneumonia then died a month after taking the office.
Last night, after work, I decided to do something about my appearance -- more specifically, my hairdo. I walked by the salon and looked at the folks to make sure that I came to the right place. The folks seemed to be so gay.
Asked for some information. Then I said out of joking manner, "Doc, can you do something about my looks? it's not gay any longer. I am gay and I need to make myself so gay. I need to look beautiful and to separate from these disgusting straight men."
Carlos said, "Baby, you came to the right place."
Apparently, the place was ready to be closed when I came in and I insisted that I want to have this done *now*, not through an appointment. I realized that they had to close the salon so that they can allow someone to do the photo shoot with a couple of guys.
It was eye candy for me as Carlos took care of my hairdo. I watched the photographer ordering him to do every deed possible. It was fun watching others spraying the water on him to make him look "glisten". Then the pants had to go. My eyes widened as Carlos said to remain still. Nice bod.
I'm like, "Am I lucky?"
In midst of dyeing my hair, one of the guys offered a slice of pizza. I'm like, "I'm inhaling the chemicals and you offer me this? No thanks." It was nice, courteous and friendly atmosphere. I was bit intimidated because everyone looked so good.
Carlos highlighted my hairdo as well as trimmed my eyebrows, goatee and cleaned the areas that most typical straight men tends to ignore. When Carlos was done with me, I emerged as a gay man, not as a straight man. I look and feel so gay. I was impressed. Now I need to be effeminate just to aggravate Jeff Carlson -- nah, I won't be. But when I looked at the mirror, bit speechless at Carlos' miracle work, this nude model walked with his dick dangling back and forth -- he said, "I like your hairdo. You look great!"
I was unsure what to say, though. I said, "Ok, thanks."
Ahh, interesting, isn't it?
Last night, after work, I decided to do something about my appearance -- more specifically, my hairdo. I walked by the salon and looked at the folks to make sure that I came to the right place. The folks seemed to be so gay.
Asked for some information. Then I said out of joking manner, "Doc, can you do something about my looks? it's not gay any longer. I am gay and I need to make myself so gay. I need to look beautiful and to separate from these disgusting straight men."
Carlos said, "Baby, you came to the right place."
Apparently, the place was ready to be closed when I came in and I insisted that I want to have this done *now*, not through an appointment. I realized that they had to close the salon so that they can allow someone to do the photo shoot with a couple of guys.
It was eye candy for me as Carlos took care of my hairdo. I watched the photographer ordering him to do every deed possible. It was fun watching others spraying the water on him to make him look "glisten". Then the pants had to go. My eyes widened as Carlos said to remain still. Nice bod.
I'm like, "Am I lucky?"
In midst of dyeing my hair, one of the guys offered a slice of pizza. I'm like, "I'm inhaling the chemicals and you offer me this? No thanks." It was nice, courteous and friendly atmosphere. I was bit intimidated because everyone looked so good.
Carlos highlighted my hairdo as well as trimmed my eyebrows, goatee and cleaned the areas that most typical straight men tends to ignore. When Carlos was done with me, I emerged as a gay man, not as a straight man. I look and feel so gay. I was impressed. Now I need to be effeminate just to aggravate Jeff Carlson -- nah, I won't be. But when I looked at the mirror, bit speechless at Carlos' miracle work, this nude model walked with his dick dangling back and forth -- he said, "I like your hairdo. You look great!"
I was unsure what to say, though. I said, "Ok, thanks."
Ahh, interesting, isn't it?
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
One Negative In Melbourne
I was alarmed to learn that the night before the Closing Ceremony, Deaf South Koreans were attacked by hearing men right outside of the hotel after the Deaf folks refused to give the money when the hearing men demanded them to.
The hearing guys retaliated and bashed one elderly Deaf man who was sent to the hospital after sustained a bleeding within his brain. The incident ended up in a brawl between 15 to 20 Deaf guys versus 4 hearing guys.
What the fuck is "bucks" in Australia term? Anyone else? There is a nice editorial by the paper condemning the acts of hearing fools.
But coming from hearing men who prey on Deaf people on almost everything, I ain't surprised about what happened. It is common that hearing men targeted Deaf people because they perceived us to be easy, passive or unassertive. But I congratulate South Koreans for pushing 'em back. Fuck 'em. Stoopid hearies, always find a way to ruin our solidarity.
R-
The hearing guys retaliated and bashed one elderly Deaf man who was sent to the hospital after sustained a bleeding within his brain. The incident ended up in a brawl between 15 to 20 Deaf guys versus 4 hearing guys.
What the fuck is "bucks" in Australia term? Anyone else? There is a nice editorial by the paper condemning the acts of hearing fools.
But coming from hearing men who prey on Deaf people on almost everything, I ain't surprised about what happened. It is common that hearing men targeted Deaf people because they perceived us to be easy, passive or unassertive. But I congratulate South Koreans for pushing 'em back. Fuck 'em. Stoopid hearies, always find a way to ruin our solidarity.
R-
My Beau, Colin Farrell
I was reading the local gay magazine and it mentioned that Colin Farrell went ahead to act as Alexander the Great basically because he was inspired by his gay brother.
What the fuck? He has a gay brother?
Yum. Damn, the future is bright, at least for us who craved for Colin Farrell's flesh.
On another subject, Richard Hatch was the gay nudist that I cannot stand in the first year of "Survivor" edition. I often rooted against him during the competition. But unfortunately, he won the competition.
But apparently, fortunately for me, I won the competition in the end because the Internal Revenue Service (IRS) busted him for failing to file the $1 million prize and $320,000 payment from Boston radio station.
Richard, you know what goes up always comes down. Now, try to be nude when you are in the prison and honey, don't forget to write a letter.
Hasta la vista!
R-
What the fuck? He has a gay brother?
Yum. Damn, the future is bright, at least for us who craved for Colin Farrell's flesh.
On another subject, Richard Hatch was the gay nudist that I cannot stand in the first year of "Survivor" edition. I often rooted against him during the competition. But unfortunately, he won the competition.
But apparently, fortunately for me, I won the competition in the end because the Internal Revenue Service (IRS) busted him for failing to file the $1 million prize and $320,000 payment from Boston radio station.
Richard, you know what goes up always comes down. Now, try to be nude when you are in the prison and honey, don't forget to write a letter.
Hasta la vista!
R-
Gang Signs
Last night, I watched the local news which explored the rapid growth of Mexican gangs, they kept on showing the guys using its symbol signs. Each time, they signed it -- I snickered. Am I the only person that laughed at their attempts to use the signs? They made a fool of themselves, trying to sign something that does not even make a blimp on the universal gestures.
It is like watching Kurzetard trying to talk about the vital issues, really!
You know, I had a lunch date with Susie today. I told her that what really amused me the most about Deaf people in this country is that they had the gall to say that they "do not like the gossips and think we are awful at that, but anyway I heard about this guy named [insert the name] ... he cheated on his girlfriend with a rotweiler dog."
Susie snickered as I said, "I'm like, 'Hello, you just talked about someone else -- that is gossip!'" But I often said nothing but inside my mind, I snickered at the irony itself.
I also mentioned to Susie that one person by the name of Doug Ridloff once remarked to my face that he disliked me because his friends said that I am one of these gossip-mongers. I quickly mentioned to Doug that since he and his friends talked about me, it ain't make him better than me because it still constituted the legitimacy of his gossips. Doug insisted that it was not his point.
Whatever he says, really.
I'm still amused that McCock still talked about me. Thanks for elevating me to a new level. Kurzetard, did your Mom teach you not to make up stories? Especially with your invisible manuscripts? Oops, I kept on forgetting that your Mom isn't there to discipline your behavior any longer.
At least, I'm being honest that I do gossip from time to time -- but again, so do you guys. Deal with it.
Happy gossipin'!
R-
It is like watching Kurzetard trying to talk about the vital issues, really!
You know, I had a lunch date with Susie today. I told her that what really amused me the most about Deaf people in this country is that they had the gall to say that they "do not like the gossips and think we are awful at that, but anyway I heard about this guy named [insert the name] ... he cheated on his girlfriend with a rotweiler dog."
Susie snickered as I said, "I'm like, 'Hello, you just talked about someone else -- that is gossip!'" But I often said nothing but inside my mind, I snickered at the irony itself.
I also mentioned to Susie that one person by the name of Doug Ridloff once remarked to my face that he disliked me because his friends said that I am one of these gossip-mongers. I quickly mentioned to Doug that since he and his friends talked about me, it ain't make him better than me because it still constituted the legitimacy of his gossips. Doug insisted that it was not his point.
Whatever he says, really.
I'm still amused that McCock still talked about me. Thanks for elevating me to a new level. Kurzetard, did your Mom teach you not to make up stories? Especially with your invisible manuscripts? Oops, I kept on forgetting that your Mom isn't there to discipline your behavior any longer.
At least, I'm being honest that I do gossip from time to time -- but again, so do you guys. Deal with it.
Happy gossipin'!
R-
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