14 + 14 + 600 = Sanctity? 14 bridesmaids, 14 groomsmen and 600 guests for a simple wedding makes a woman go nuts as she runs off to Las Vegas then to Albuquerque because she got a cold feet about marrying this guy.
And many religious nuts worked up a lot of crap about the sanctity of marriage. You got Britney Spears marrying for a day or two, you get Michael Jackson marrying Debbie Rowe, and now you get this cold feet.
Their arguments about "preserving" the sanctity of marriage is ludicrious at its best. Keep it coming, Republican conservatives and X-ians, it makes you look much dumber than ever!
Danny Gochenour! In The Virginia Guide, there is a picture of me and Danny when we were 7 or so at VSDB. I was not smiling, just in my natural state with awful taste in clothes, Danny, at 8, was next to me with his head leaning on my left cheek -- he smiled, you could barely see his white teeth in the black/white picture. I wish I could show the picture but no scanner is within my sight.
When I first enrolled at VSDB, Danny was my roommate, we were pretty inseparable even with the fact that he is a grade ahead of me. He was pretty boy, I was ... just me. I vividly recalled the moments when we were in our pajamas and watching the television before hitting the sack during the weekends, Danny has a quirky habit of his hands to comb his hair in a rapid manner -- he likes to have his hair in the same manner with Fonzie, the legendary character on some show in early 80s, I believe.
Danny would sit next to me and is very active with his hands on his hair while I watch the television. But when he is done with his hair, he'll roll on me despite my objections, and sit on my stomach while I try to watch the television, he'd use his hands to comb my hair to make it look like him. He would do it at a fast pace to a point where I squirm and whine about it.
Looking back, he certainly cared for me, though. I enjoyed his company, he does as well. Then he left the school. Years later, I saw him again and was horrified at how he looked. He looked like he emerged from the trailer park somewhere in West Virginia.
C'est la vie.
R-
Saturday, April 30, 2005
The Series of Funny Articles
Last night, I was unpacking a box -- and I stumbled upon the old issues of The Virginia Guide, a publication published by my alma mater 5 times per year at VSDB.
It showcased some of my essays when I was a kid -- today, it is funny thing to read. In one, it has a picture of me and Danny Gochenour standing next to each other -- little did I know ... but among the first essay that I'm going to showcase to the readers here when I was 9.
Some of you will snicker and roll your eyes because it ... never mind, just read!
R-
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It showcased some of my essays when I was a kid -- today, it is funny thing to read. In one, it has a picture of me and Danny Gochenour standing next to each other -- little did I know ... but among the first essay that I'm going to showcase to the readers here when I was 9.
Some of you will snicker and roll your eyes because it ... never mind, just read!
R-
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We are learning a lot about drugs in our health class. Mrs. Marzolf wanted to show us more about drugs. She asked the policeman to come and show us about amphetamines and barbiturates. Amphetamines mean a kind of drugs that make you feel high and exciting. Barbiturates mean a kind of drug that makes you feel low ad depressed. I was excited when the policeman gave me the comic book called "The New Teen Titans." It was about drugs. It made me think about drugs and they are very dangerous. I saw LSD, heroin, cocaine, marijuana and other kinds of drugs. We were very interested. We thank the policeman for showing us the drugs and telling us many good stories. I learned a lot.
A Suburb of Philadelphia
I'm currently in Norristown, a suburb of Philadelphia. I ran out of the city for the time being. I needed a timeout from everything else in New York. I can feel that I would head down for a burnout if I remain bit longer in New York.
I love New York because of its entertainment value -- it never ceased to amaze me.
But its connections with Deaf Community, especially with the gays and lesbians are dismal at its best. Philadelphia has a wide variety of Deaf GLBTs to loiter around. I may return to New York in few months (anywhere from 3 to 6 months, give it a shot!).
New York is not a place for people who wanted a boyfriend or a girlfriend -- trust me. It is a town of cheaters. Town of opportunists to play around. I'm cool with it, though. Hell, I played a lot when I was in the city. I fucked 6 or 7 married guys, to say the least! But I'm 31. I wanted to be content with someone else. Fags in New York simply does not have the time for that until they are in 70s, until it is too late. Or until they got the damned HIV thing first. Yes, I'm being stereotypical. So fucking what!
While I'm in Philadelphia, I am going to be content, eat right, work out (?! Yes, now I do have the time!), stabilize my exhausted mind and soul. I won't be that far away from New York -- after all, it takes less than $5 to get to New York by way of SEPTA and NJTRANSIT.
By coming to Philadelphia, I am exploring on finding ways to set up the Bed and Breakfast Inn, perhaps in New Hope or in Center City -- I preferred it to be in Philadelphia area because of its centralized location between the District of Columbia and Boston.
So it is an opportunity for me to figure out the exact things I needed to push before I hit the fortysomething, really.
Which is why you see the new picture logo of Philadelphia, instead of New York.
Since I had been here for the last two days, I slept heavily. I hadn't slept this good in a long time. I needed that, though. However, my friends, one negative thing to the whole thing is ... I do not know of any gay and/or deaf bloggers in Philadelphia! Any hints? Tell me.
Cheers,
R-
I love New York because of its entertainment value -- it never ceased to amaze me.
But its connections with Deaf Community, especially with the gays and lesbians are dismal at its best. Philadelphia has a wide variety of Deaf GLBTs to loiter around. I may return to New York in few months (anywhere from 3 to 6 months, give it a shot!).
New York is not a place for people who wanted a boyfriend or a girlfriend -- trust me. It is a town of cheaters. Town of opportunists to play around. I'm cool with it, though. Hell, I played a lot when I was in the city. I fucked 6 or 7 married guys, to say the least! But I'm 31. I wanted to be content with someone else. Fags in New York simply does not have the time for that until they are in 70s, until it is too late. Or until they got the damned HIV thing first. Yes, I'm being stereotypical. So fucking what!
While I'm in Philadelphia, I am going to be content, eat right, work out (?! Yes, now I do have the time!), stabilize my exhausted mind and soul. I won't be that far away from New York -- after all, it takes less than $5 to get to New York by way of SEPTA and NJTRANSIT.
By coming to Philadelphia, I am exploring on finding ways to set up the Bed and Breakfast Inn, perhaps in New Hope or in Center City -- I preferred it to be in Philadelphia area because of its centralized location between the District of Columbia and Boston.
So it is an opportunity for me to figure out the exact things I needed to push before I hit the fortysomething, really.
Which is why you see the new picture logo of Philadelphia, instead of New York.
Since I had been here for the last two days, I slept heavily. I hadn't slept this good in a long time. I needed that, though. However, my friends, one negative thing to the whole thing is ... I do not know of any gay and/or deaf bloggers in Philadelphia! Any hints? Tell me.
Cheers,
R-
The Dark Secret of Trekkies
I'm not a hard-core fan of Star Trek -- but I love Queen Borg -- I can envision myself as her, trying to conquer and assimilate everyone else into my collective! After all, I am always the perfect one and always the right one.
Among the favorite quotes uttered by Queen Borg was:
However, this article from The Los Angeles Times was kinda alarming about the dark secret of Trekkies:
Well, this is about the pedophilia article! Nearly all of Trekkies has a thing for kiddie porn.
And you wonder why people thought Trekkies were bit nutty ... but not me, I ain't a fan of Star Trek but by God, I love Queen Borg!
"Resistance is futile, you shall be assimilated into the collective."
Cheers,
R-
Among the favorite quotes uttered by Queen Borg was:
"Such a cold description for a beautiful gift."
"That is what many worlds and civilizations said to me, and now they are all Borg."
"Small words from someone else trying to attack something they do not understand."
However, this article from The Los Angeles Times was kinda alarming about the dark secret of Trekkies:
On one wall is a "Star Trek" poster with investigators' faces substituted for the Starship Enterprise crew. But even that alludes to a dark fact of their work: All but one of the offenders they have arrested in the last four years was a hard-core Trekkie.
Well, this is about the pedophilia article! Nearly all of Trekkies has a thing for kiddie porn.
And you wonder why people thought Trekkies were bit nutty ... but not me, I ain't a fan of Star Trek but by God, I love Queen Borg!
"Resistance is futile, you shall be assimilated into the collective."
Cheers,
R-
Friday, April 29, 2005
Stop! Stop This ... This Is So ... MAGNIFICENT!
Thanks to Toby, my future hubby for the information -- this is simply magnificent. Read the article and pictures ... and be sure to have some kind of orgasm, okay?
R-
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Some 'Tards Did Not Mention ...
Gus and I stopped by some rest area to munch some food before getting back on the New Jersey Turnpike recently today. There was a nice frame by the entrance of the whatmacallit station that talked about Thomas Edison.
It mentioned about his childhood where he grew up not far from this particular rest area station. It mentioned all of his accomplishments. It mentioned about his marriage. It mentioned everything else except for one thing: his deafness.
None of it was mentioned that this guy is fucking Deaf.
I shook my head and flipped my middle finger at this frame in front of people who were reading as well. Gus asked me why, I told him to read it for himself. He did and said, "Thomas is Deaf, right? Why didn't they mention that?"
I responded, "Typical hearie crap, they are ashamed that they did NOT invent the electric bulb while we Deafies did so they clandestinely did not mention it."
R-
It mentioned about his childhood where he grew up not far from this particular rest area station. It mentioned all of his accomplishments. It mentioned about his marriage. It mentioned everything else except for one thing: his deafness.
None of it was mentioned that this guy is fucking Deaf.
I shook my head and flipped my middle finger at this frame in front of people who were reading as well. Gus asked me why, I told him to read it for himself. He did and said, "Thomas is Deaf, right? Why didn't they mention that?"
I responded, "Typical hearie crap, they are ashamed that they did NOT invent the electric bulb while we Deafies did so they clandestinely did not mention it."
R-
For Your Own Thoughts, Women!
Category: Sports
In this era, I appreciated my penis. I really do. But I cannot help but be delighted with the progress of Title IX in the last 30 years. The law clearly forbade anyone that receives the federal fundings to discriminate women from playing sports. This was done in 1972 -- 33 years ago.
I mentioned about my passion with the collegiate women's basketball teams across the nation such as this, that and there on my blogsite when I can. It is a labor of love -- a passion of mine.
Coaches like Sue Gunter, Debbie Ryan and Pat Summitt talked about the days before Title IX -- they had to chip in order to survive with what is on their tables to make their teams successful. Mainly, many schools back then do not care if women's basketball teams win or lose. Only if they play. But to win or lose, who gives a fuck?
Since Title IX was enforced, slowly over three decades, many schools now demanded the coaches for women's basketball to perform better or they'll be fired.
I recalled remembering the times in 1980s where I do not read anything about the coaches being fired and replaced with better coaches.
But in 2000s, even it is aghast enough to see some coaches being fired at schools, they are replaced with better coaches because the schools wanted the national championships.
This year, I already saw the coaching changes at Richmond, Tulsa, Colorado, Miami, Louisiana Tech, Oklahoma State, California, Yale and so on. These schools (except for Yale) expected the term that is not familiar amongst the women's sports: Performance.
It is nice to see some changes in this country, especially for Women's Basketball ... since Dr. James Naismith invented basketball not for men but for women but fuck, men stole it for 20 years before women reclaimed it.
Again, even I have a nice cock, I acknowledged that men are pigs.
OH, yeah, some of my readers asked me why I started to like women's basketball -- I blame it on Aloha Tackett. This Deaf girl who is who I labelled as a corn-fed chick -- she's big gal. She can maul an opponent if she wanted to. When she fouled someone else, she'd be pissed off and when she had to stand by the line waiting for a hearing player to shoot, she'd shout at the hearing player to distract her from shooting the ball into the basket. Then the referee would warn her, Aloha would shrug it off. Then the hearing player tried again, Aloha shouted. She got a technical. And Coach DeVito would blast Aloha for being irresponsible with that behavior -- Aloha would 005 back and say, "LOOK AT THE SCORE! WE 58, THEM 22. SO WHAT!"
When I saw Aloha silencing the coach, that was the day I liked this sport. Ever since. Aloha Tackett, you rock, bitch. ;-)
R-
In this era, I appreciated my penis. I really do. But I cannot help but be delighted with the progress of Title IX in the last 30 years. The law clearly forbade anyone that receives the federal fundings to discriminate women from playing sports. This was done in 1972 -- 33 years ago.
I mentioned about my passion with the collegiate women's basketball teams across the nation such as this, that and there on my blogsite when I can. It is a labor of love -- a passion of mine.
Coaches like Sue Gunter, Debbie Ryan and Pat Summitt talked about the days before Title IX -- they had to chip in order to survive with what is on their tables to make their teams successful. Mainly, many schools back then do not care if women's basketball teams win or lose. Only if they play. But to win or lose, who gives a fuck?
Since Title IX was enforced, slowly over three decades, many schools now demanded the coaches for women's basketball to perform better or they'll be fired.
I recalled remembering the times in 1980s where I do not read anything about the coaches being fired and replaced with better coaches.
But in 2000s, even it is aghast enough to see some coaches being fired at schools, they are replaced with better coaches because the schools wanted the national championships.
This year, I already saw the coaching changes at Richmond, Tulsa, Colorado, Miami, Louisiana Tech, Oklahoma State, California, Yale and so on. These schools (except for Yale) expected the term that is not familiar amongst the women's sports: Performance.
It is nice to see some changes in this country, especially for Women's Basketball ... since Dr. James Naismith invented basketball not for men but for women but fuck, men stole it for 20 years before women reclaimed it.
Again, even I have a nice cock, I acknowledged that men are pigs.
OH, yeah, some of my readers asked me why I started to like women's basketball -- I blame it on Aloha Tackett. This Deaf girl who is who I labelled as a corn-fed chick -- she's big gal. She can maul an opponent if she wanted to. When she fouled someone else, she'd be pissed off and when she had to stand by the line waiting for a hearing player to shoot, she'd shout at the hearing player to distract her from shooting the ball into the basket. Then the referee would warn her, Aloha would shrug it off. Then the hearing player tried again, Aloha shouted. She got a technical. And Coach DeVito would blast Aloha for being irresponsible with that behavior -- Aloha would 005 back and say, "LOOK AT THE SCORE! WE 58, THEM 22. SO WHAT!"
When I saw Aloha silencing the coach, that was the day I liked this sport. Ever since. Aloha Tackett, you rock, bitch. ;-)
R-
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