Second Star On Right And Straight To Jackson Hole!

Today I turned on PBS and guess who came on? Postcards from Buster. Buster was visiting Jackson Hole! O-boy, you do not know how I feel about Jackson Hole. I quickly was tickled pink. I love this place.

My close friends knew that I have a special place in my heart for Jackson Hole, a town right next to the majestic Grand Teton National Park. It was said that during the Lewis & Clark Expedition, Lewis & Clark sent John Cotler on the South Fork of Missouri River which led into Yellowstone where John saw the "devil's fountain" and Tetons mountains.

John eventually returned to meet Lewis & Clark and described the stuff that he saw, Lewis & Clark thought he was crazy. That "devi's fountain" is now known as the geysers of Yellowstone. Later, when they returned to St. Louis, John Cotler got an urge to return to the Teton Mountains. He did and he was never found again.

I drove to Jackson Hole in '98 and when I set my eyes on Grand Teton for the first time, it simply overwhelmed my senses. I had to park the car and sat on the hood of the car to absorb everything. Grand Teton is simply amazing place to stay. I personally thought Yellowstone was overrated but ... maybe it is because I came to the place about 5 years after the fires?

The town of Jackson is pretty much reserved for rich people. It has Gap, Banana Republic and Old Navy -- which contradicts many small towns of less than 10,000 that does not have these stores. I stayed in a hostel and met some cool folks. I spent 5 days instead of two days in Jackson Hole.

When I left Jackson Hole, I felt an emptiness. A void. I finally understood what John Cotler meant by that. He had to return or die trying.

When I flew to Seattle with Toby, in '01, we were leaving Denver en route to Seattle -- somehow, I felt a turbulence on the plane. I turned to look outside of the window. I saw Grand Teton standing proudly as ever. It is as if the spirits acknowledged that I was passing by. I quikcly told Toby about it, Toby rolled his eyes and said, "Whatever!"

It is no secret that someday I want to buy a home in Jackson Hole as 2nd home, of course.


Grand Teton Waiting For Me

Cheers,

R-

Who's Drunk Now?

When I was in DC, I read The Washington Post which it mentioned that on Route 50 between Annapolis and Bowie, Maryland -- a flock of birds feasted on berries which they were drunk and flew too low into the traffic of Route 50.

Many birds were killed or injured as lots of birds collided with trucks and cars during the evening rush hours.

Lots of people were baffled to know why hundreds of birds are dead.

Later, they said it is because they were drunk.

Apparently, it happened again in Columbia, South Carolina.

Gives a new meaning of Eat, Don't Fly, eh?

R-

Chicago, Beware!

My friend in Chicago is busy getting ready to move to Downtown Chicago. He showed me the pics of his apartment which probably has the best view of Chicago skyscrapers. I'm completely in awe of that place.

Have fun in settling down in the apartment and be mesmerized with the best view of Chicago.

Here are two pics of Chicago from their new apartment -- wow!

Chicago, Here I come!
Hey, be sure to prepare me a cot when I come in town, willja?

Cheers,

R-

After Seeing "Deaf Mute", I Stopped Reading The Article

Michelle Malkin wrote an article in NY POST called The UN Rape Club. Malkin is well-known for her conservative beliefs on her blogsite, often ranting and ripping the Liberals or anyone who questioned the government -- I won't be surprised that Malkin would consider anyone else who questioned the government to be terrorists.

Each time, I saw or read her name, I always rolled my eyes and snickered as well. But this article seems to be interesting until I reached 5th paragraph. She said, "... -- including the 15-year-old deaf mute daughter of ..."

That was a major turn-off for me. Especially for Deaf people who fought hard to remove the stigma of "deaf-mute" and "deaf and dumb" within the media. This young woman should know better than to call us "deaf-mute". That word is an insult, tantamount to a n-word for African Americans! How long will it takes for us to finally get through their "media barriers" that these words are inappropriate.

I guess if it is OK for her to call us "deaf-mute", and I think it is OK for me to call her a "gook" as well? You tell me.

R-

The Best Gay Joke

Two gay men decide to have a baby. They mix their sperm, then have a surrogate mother artificially inseminated. When the baby is born,they rush to the hospital. Two dozen babies are in the ward, 23 of which are crying and screaming.

One, over in the corner,is smiling serenely. A nurse comes by, and to the gays' delight, she points out the happy child as theirs.

"Isn't it wonderful?" Brad exclaims. "All these unhappy children, and ours is so happy."

The nurse says, "He's happy now. But just wait until we take the pacifier out of his ass."

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*rimshot*

R-

Kappa Gamma & Phi Kappa Zeta

Do you ever get tired of these names sometimes?

I do.

It has nothing to do with me or my fraternity. But after reading this article, I cannot blame Dr. Gallop's annoyances with the mentality wall between two groups and the rest of student body.

Keith and I once sat in the foyer outside of Rathskellars and observed a freshman trying to make a conversation with Luke Ocuto who was very hostile and/or decidedly bored with this freshman BEFORE he even introduced himself to Luke. Keith and I cracked many jokes on that scenario incessantly all night long. But the point of that happenstance was tragic by itself -- that does NOT have to happen like that. But it does all the time at Gallaudet.

Sometimes it bothered me, sometimes it does not.

Not all KG brothers and PKZ sisters are like that, but the reality is that very few ones reached outside of its cliques, that is the truth. Today, I am still friends with one PKZ -- Rayni -- who else?

KG? Very few ones, why? I do not know why. But that does not matter to me, though.

It is evident that Dr. Gallop used the pseudonym name to avoid the wrath of Kappa Gamma and Phi Kappa Zeta -- it is obviously that s/he does not want to be humiliated or blacklisted on their lists. Dr. Gallop has the right to express her/his frustrations with the mentality wall between the two groups and the rest of student body.

With this article, perhaps, people will realize that maybe it is time to disband all fraternities & sororities -- I would not want that, though. Maybe THEY should go back to the secret societies like they used to be before they decided to go for greek? I really do not know.

You know, out of frustrations, we even have the obscene signs for Kappa Gamma and Phi Kappa Zeta. As you can see this -- this bore out of a frustration between these groups and the rest of student body. No, it is not the case of jealousy as many would wanted it to be, though.

At least, I used my real name but this article was well-thought article, well written by Dr. Gallop.

Oh, by the way, on 8th paragraph which it described a tall, a classy dresser with brown curly hair -- that has to be Dina Raevsky with Raylene Lotz.

R-

The Frat, Bizarre Incident(s), Dominic and Brendan Stern

I used to read "The Frat", a publication owned by the National Fraternal Society for the Deaf (NFSD) and I thrive on its chapters' reports. Many of them would start off with: "We report to you ..."

I always thought it was funny way to share the gossips, really. They often identified the names who died, who were sick, who celebrated their 50th year of marriage, who divorced and yes, went on vacation. They often said, "Mr. and Mrs. Smith motored to Orlando for a week-long vacation, please ask them if they enjoy their vacation."

Honest, it is cute but guess what? I do not give a fuck about asking them how they enjoyed their vacation or not!

Speaking of bizarre things to report, yesterday in the afternoon, I turned the lights off in the living room and hung out in my bedroom. Suddenly, I saw the lights turn on in the living room. Apparently, someone else is home. I walked back in the living room. Nobody else is there. The light switch on the wall indicated that someone pushed up. Later in the evening, it happened again. I distinctly turned the light switch down and this time, it is up. Nobody is home except for me. Do we have a company here on this ancient island? Perhaps so.

It appeared that we have a neighbor upstairs who also sported the same brand of coat I owned. We met in the hallway, we laughed. He introduced himself, his name is Dominic. He's cute. If he visits, I'll be sure to drop my pants for him the next time around. Either way, he asked me where I purchased my coat, I told him I bought it in Pentagon City, Virginia. He said he bought it in Albany, New York.

I just read a great article by Brendan Stern. Normally, Brendan Stern does not bother me as a person. He is bit mean for my taste, I guess. I think his sisters, Louise and Shoshana are interesting persons to loiter with. Especially with Shoshana. I had some fun times with Shoshana, she's smart woman with a wicked mouth but yet so funny to watch her deflating a guy's ego in a milisecond.

Anyway, Brendan wrote the article on Buck Naked Bison which I cannot help but grin all 'til the end. It was funny one, especially the ones where a hearing Australian told them that it's rude to sign in public and Bren's response was very classic but yet so appropriate. Thanks, Bren.

R-