My Domain, My Thoughts -- Get Used To It Or Else!

Look At That Guy's Crack! I seem to have the world's longest butt crack, even when I pull the jeans to cover it, it still barely covered the butt crack. It is tiresome when I get out of the swimming pool yesterday only to be shouted by Gus' mother to tell me to pull up. Alert -- beet red all over my face as Gus' nephews snickered. It is not the first time. Even Chlms would jolt me by pulling it up sometimes for me. I do not know why it kept on showing -- any tips to preserve my butt crack from being exposed to the world would be appreciated.

Aftermath Of Legalized Gay Marriage: This is going to be so TRUE!

Believe It Or Not: The hoopla surrounding the new film coming near your theatres is none other than The Dukes of Hazzard. When I was a kid, the TV series, The Dukes of Hazzard, were on Friday nights -- the boys in the dormitory would sit and whoop at the car chases even if it was not captioned for some years. When the "O1" car went over the cliff, the students would imitate the sounds as it landed -- the male students would start barking in high-pitched sounds, trying to imagine what the car would sound like when it landed on the gravel roads. These are the undeniably silly stuff that routinely happened to the male adolescents whose had plenty of fantasies.

I recalled crying so hard by heavy fits of laughters after my dear friend, Byron Wilson who told me of an incident at Kenfucky School for the Deaf in Danville, Ky when he was in junior high school, I believe. He said that there was a large group of male adolescents in junior high school watching The Dukes of Hazzard on a relatively quiet Friday night. They were sitting in a half-circle on the couch surrounding the uncaptioned film. When Daisy Duke showed up on the screen, wearing the trampy clothes that revealed more skin than ever, one developmentally disabled student sitting not far from Byron immediately stood up and imitated the masturbation session right next to the TV stand. This led guys to groan, holler, scream, bicker and of course, be distracted by this nutty student who goes bananas for Daisy Duke.

Such a life for male adolescents that lacked the Internet, pagers and videophones back then.

Let's move on to another subject, five years ago, I was driving to Richmond, Virginia from Little Rock, Arkansas after the little nonexistant wedding that I attended -- I was so tired, I decided to sleep in my car at the rest area for an hour or two, it was around 3 AM or so near Nashville, Tennessee.

I made it a habit to leave the camera in my dashboard because there are stuff that you wanted to catch during the long trips. I fell asleep for about 45 minutes before I feel the loud vibrations resulted from a car that rolled in a parking spot a space away from me. It was loud. I was startled by that and could not believe it -- I knew if I tell my friends, they'll laugh and discredit.

Ahh, that's where the camera comes in. I took a picture of it then went back to sleep some more. This is not fake, by any way, at all.

This Route To Gallaudet: This highway led to Downtown Richmond en route to Washington, DC. Not only that, Dad always used this route to head down to the city for work, recreational activities or even visiting Staunton. Each time we headed this particular highway on Interstate 95, I thought this was interesting scene to view while driving over the James River Bridge.

For Christian Wojnar's Eyes: This is for you.

Today Christian Confessed
Cheers,

Victorious R-

Garbage Tidbits for 8.1.05

Dog Victorious! I once rode the boat to Alcatraz Island in March '88 along with a large group of Jr. National Association of the Deaf delegates and sponsors. They explained that the San Francisco Bay is pretty chilly all year long to swim in. And that the prisoners who escaped the island probably died of hypothermia. Thus lies the mystery of Alcatraz escapees -- did they make it or simply drown? However, this dog is nuts.

Spoiled Gotti Brothers: I finally get to watch few episodes of Growing Up Gotti -- these spoiled brothers need to be sent to the Darfur region in Sudan to shape themselves up. They are so fucking narcissistic!

GW Bush Really ... ! When I read the comments by GW Bush who claimed that he completely understands the hard-working families who earned the hard coins to support their families. How dare of him to say that? He was never poor. He was living off of his Daddy's wealth. He never flipped a fucking hamburger at McDonalds! He never worked as a waiter at some restaurant! He never did a day of carpenting! He never worked a hard labor for a year or two with minimum wage! He practically played as a male cheerleader at Yale, that was his last "hard job" -- now with 50 vacations in 5 years working in White House -- as well as someone saying that he is the most "fit" ever to hold the office in White House's history -- of course, he works out during his working hours! The truth is that GW Bush never worked hard for a day of his lifetime.

Let's Go For $100! The oil prices is now at $62.30, much to the oil corporations' delight. It has been on upward figure in the last 5 years -- it is all bullshit. They just said that the concerns of Iran's nuclear power and the death of Saudi Arabia's King Fahd contributed to the increase of oil prices. That is the problem. The oil corporations will blame anything else to indicate the increase. IN fact, if you fell off the cliff and get bitten by a shark that attracted the national attention, the oil prices will gain .10 cents -- I can easily vouch for that -- first hurricanes and now this. Next, Eric Heckman's Presidency.

I Told You So! After the Day 64, people are still mesmerized with the disappearance of Natalie Holloway. Because she is white trash, she continues to have the nation's attention. Meanwhile, in Philadelphia, a pregnant black woman has been missing after 18 days, there is no national attention on her being missing. Racism? Of course it is!

Sempfer Fi ... My Ass! Here is more information where we should be proud of our Marines. Not!

Perjury for Palmeiro? Rafael Palmeiro testified at the Congress that he never took steroids or performancing-enhancing drugs. And he was just suspended by MLB for violating the drug policy. Obviously, this warranted the perjury charge, does it? When Rafael got suspended, it just made Mark McGwire look bad than ever -- his credibility went down badly. The best thing about this fallout is that it improved Jose Canseco's credibility. After writing the book which Canseco pointed clearly to McGwire and Palmeiro about their steroids usage -- know what they said? Canseco lied. But Canseco was right.

Wanna Go To LIAR? In Memphis, the parents decided to send 16 years old, Zach to "Love In Action" Retreat for children to be "cured" of their homosexuality tendencies. That camp which its abbreviations is, fittingly, LIAR claimed to be legitimate which it is not -- they claimed to be successful with curing the "graduates" but they do not keep track of "graduates" -- they probably went back straight to Memphis gay bars! Hell, I would! Perhaps, it is the whole purpose of going to the retreat -- learning how to lie all along just to get out of their parents' hair!

One More Thing -- I really want this. So desperate for one. Even I hate the beach, I still want this -- this is just cool, though.

Oh, Yeah, One Last Thing -- Thanks to Deaf258, you guys can access the comments on my entries from now on. Fire away. Comments for Bitch Session is due this coming Friday the 5th, so email me if you dare.

Cheers,

R-

Of Course I Expected This

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Garbage Tidbits

50th Trip in 5 Years: Is this fair? Why is that the ordinary Americans cannot have 50 vacations in 5 years while this fucker can? Because he worked hard? Because he actually worked at home? Yeah, my ass got more workouts in 3 years than he did! Just remember this -- he was at ranch when he was informed that Al-Qaeda was up to something in the United States a month before the 9/11 fiasco. And what did this fucker do? Nothing.

Hilarious Quote: "The day Dick Cheney is going to run for president, I'll kill myself. All we need is one more liar." -Helen Thomas, the 82-years old longtime reporter for UPI who uttered these words to another reporter. Then this was picked up by Matt Drudge. Helen is pissed off about it because it was done without her permission -- somebody gotta tell her that she is not the only one who would have done the same thing. Dick Cheney, Lynne Cheney and Mary Cheney are the family of liars bent on greed and power. They made Wyoming look bad.

Told You So! London folks were swift in capturing 4 failed-bombers in a timely manner. They were not complacent. Once they fucked with the Britons, they will do whatever is necessary to clean up the slate. And they are doing the job in very effective manner. It was reported that the UK did request the information on few bombers from the United States which the US declined. That did not surprise me at all.

How Cute! It was reported by Al-Jazeera that the Prince of Qatar is gay! And he's hot Arab. I know Qatar is Islamic state which is subjected to the local shari'a laws which I condemned at its best -- it is quite barbaric to allow the peers to decide your fate just because the book said so! Fuck these nutty laws.

One Dumb Question: In Polk County, Florida, a mobile home owned by a gay couple was torched and there was a gay slur written on the steps that reads: "DIE FAG". It was not the first time that this particular mobile home was targeted. My question was: Why live in the mobile park? It is the haven of white trash folks who tends to believe anything their preachers, ministers or neighbors say about gays! Yes, homophobia is on the rise, especially in the South where lots of evangelicalists waged the heavy battles to discredit the goodness in GLBT groups. Exactly the way the Xians, Conservatives, Republicans and homophobes wanted it to be.

The battle to secularize the soul of America is being waged as of now. And the good ones shall prevail in the long run. People who claimed to be this, that and there will be discredited when the truth emerged out of ashes and lies built by dirty conservatives, filthy Republicans and wacky Xians.

This Is Great Picture! I was cleaning up my boxes. I found this particular picture -- yes, I am quite fond of romantic pictures, even with the straight couples. This was printed in Richmond Times-Dispatch in '92 or so when Boris Yeltsin ordered the tanks to whack the Russian Parliament to get the hardliners out of the building. Such a drama ensued in Moscow. I remembered seeing the tanks firing into a floor, maybe 15th floor or so, and it blew the papers out as if it was confetti spraying around the area. Soon, the hardliners were marched out, one elder man sneaked past the soldiers to whack the hardliner in the head before he was subdued by the soldiers. At that time, Yeltsin was tough but dignified. Too bad, he's drunk as I speak of now. Is he?

Anyway, this picture happened right after the tanks arrived in Moscow, waiting for Yeltsin's orders to fire away. Apparently, this gal found her boyfriend and had a hearty moment together. I love the Russians' way of affection. The Russian males knew how to lean and kiss very well. Look at his right foot, he is relaxing. I need me a guy like that.

Cheers,

R-

A Quick Thought Before I Hit The Sack

Had a conversation with Burke and Pigott about this recently and I thought I'd do the same thing to the readers as well.

It is no secret that Adolf Hitler waged the wars on many nations, groups and ethnicities. IN the process, he probably killed millions of people across Europe.

It is no secret that according to Christianity, it is all about to repent, to forgive the sins and accept Jesus Christ as the Savior of one's soul.

The question is ... let's say, after killing millions of people, what if Hitler realized that he made a horrible mistake and decided to repent his sins, ask to forgive his sins on his soul as well as accepting Jesus Christ as the Savior of his soul -- this, according to the concept of Christianity beliefs, guaranteed a free ride for Hitler to Heaven!

In fact, it can happen. And it'd be hilarious to see Xians' reactions when they see Hitler waving at them in Heaven!

No? Some Xians would claim that Hitler was beyond any redemption at all, but that would mean one thing: These Xians should not judge Hitler for God or JC -- after all, it is not for them to decide. Only God, Jesus Christ and Hitler, right?

IN fact, it is highly possible that Jeff Dahmer is running free in Heaven. After all, it was reported that Jeff repented in the prison before he was killed by someone else. How wonderful is that?

R-

MY CONFIDENTIAL

There is "Coverboy Confidential" in MetroWeekly magazine in DC each week which enabled us to know a guy better by asking some odd questions. Most of the times, they chose pretty bois, twinks, queens who claimed to be athletic but only work out in the gym 22 times per week to profile for the magazine.

It is getting tiresome reading some idiotic twink who claimed to be "athlete" which I am sure that they cannot throw the ball properly!

Upon riding the train, I thought of this -- if they can do this, why can't I do it on my blog as well? So here it goes ...

R-

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What's on your nightstand? Lamp, alarm clock, a statue of Ursula the Sea Witch and yeah, the lubricant.

What's in your nightstand drawer? Actually, this particular nightstand does not have the drawer, so next!

What's in your DVD player? Rough Street Trade #3, gay porn that has been sitting there for almost 3 weeks, though.

What are your television favorites? Family Guy, The Simpsons, Vida La Bam, Desperate Housewives and Punk'd. Sometimes I watch C-SPAN just to knock myself out when I'm insomniac.

What was the last movie you went to? Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith

What was your favorite cartoon when you were a kid? Star Blazers and ThunderCats

If you could be any superhero, whom would you choose? Mordru! Because he is omnipotent whose desire is to rule the universe! He is ruthless and magnificent. Of course, he's not a superhero -- he's villain! But if you insist only a super-hero, I'll settle for Amethyst, though.

Who's your greatest influence? Er ... Rachel Bavister, Frances Marzolf and Roberta Dietz -- they played a huge role in influencing how I think and stand up for myself. They may have inadvertently opened the Pandora's Box by mistake. Rachel being outspoken with a dry sense of humor, Frances being so dramatic at times, Roberta being sensible and realistic in almost everything else.

What's your greatest fear? Being single at the age of 50.

Who gets on your nerves? People that are political 24/7 on a daily basis. Born-again Xians who thought they're so holy -- these bastards. Yeah, people that took me too seriously after reading my blogsite to a point where they had to clam up and be guarded of themselves in person -- so ridiculous! And last, yeah, Mom gets on my nerves, eventually.

Pick three people, living or dead, who you think would make the most fascinating dinner guests imaginable. George Washington, Stewie Griffin and Debbie Ryan

What would you serve? I'll just do the catering service. I'm not good with cooking food -- so I'll cheat, thank you very much.

Boxers, briefs or others? Boxerbriefs.

Favorite retail store? Barnes & Noble Booksellers

Describe your dream guy. Charming, intelligent, funny and laid-back.

Define good in bed. He has to go slow, attentive to details and when it's done, we cuddle and sleep together -- then do it again. That is how good it should be.

Favorite Musical Artist? I'm not fan of music but when I see the musical artist performing on TV that caught my attention -- Madonna did a great job of making me stop in my tracks many times.

Who should star in a movie about your life? Er ... Good question.

First Celebrity Crush? River Phoenix.

If your home were burning, what's the first thing you'd grab while leaving? Pictures, articles that featured me, my friends and family as well. They cannot be replaced.

What's your biggest turn-on? hairy chest and ass. I go bonkers on that.

What's your biggest turn-off? Twinks who thinks Abercrombie & Fitch are all that. They're so 'tards. People who made up stories about who I am or what I did. You should know how many stories I'm amazed at people making up stuff about me!

What's something you've always wanted to do but haven't yet tried? Skydiving -- I'm so afraid. What if the parachute does not work? Splat! But again, I probably will bounce a little. Sigh.

What's something you've tried that you never want to do again? When I was 10, I went to the beach from 9 AM to the dark -- I refused to use the sunblock lotion because it was too sticky -- let's say I was sunburned badly to a point where I was sickened with blisters all over my body -- I was on morphine for days. Such a painful time for me -- which is why I'm pretty firm against getting tanned or going to the beach in the mid-day. Ahh.

What position do you play in the big baseball game of life? Pitcher.

What's the most you'll spend on a haircut? $25. But I did $110 that included the highlights, though.

On a pair of shoes? $90.

What's your favorite season? Winter! I prefer the bitter cold than the stifling heat.

What's your favorite food to splurge with? Unfortunately, the Pillow Pack of Hormel's Pepperoni -- if I had one, I eat it all. True biz. No more, finish! I avoid it lately because I want to control the food intake. It is not good for me.

What kind of animal would you be? Duck! Because they tend to be protective of its turf and its colleagues. Ever saw a dog or cat attacking one? You never did because they knew not to fuck with the duck, because every duck will descend on the predator!

What kind of plant would you be? A plant where people will not pull me out of the ground, obviously!

What kind of car would you be? Convertible mustang!

What's your dream job? Hard to say -- I want to operate B&B Inn, that is the ultimate dream.

State your life philosophy in ten words or less. Do unto others as they would do unto you.

A Tribute To Tennessee's Dick Hancock

Category: Deaf Girls Basketball

My friends, I thought I would never do this but I have to do this. As many of you knew, I attended VSDB in Staunton, Virginia -- VSDB is one of 11-schools in The South that is affilated with the Mason-Dixon schools. Among the 11 schools are: Eastern North Carolina, Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennessee, Kentucky, Alabama, Georgia, Florida, Mississippi and Louisiana.

One of my personal rival that I cannot stand the most is ... Tennessee School for the Deaf Vikings -- that school is so, fittingly, barbaric! But I must commend its girls basketball program, though. They gave VSDB and many deaf schools lots of fits, thanks to whom?

Dick Hancock.

Dick made this game challenging and fun. Yes, challenging and fun. He would devise a sign for a play that poke fun at your homestate -- enraging you through four quarters just to throw you off the track in order for his team to win. I would sit few rows behind Dick Hancock, he would turn and look at Richard Davis and stand up and spell a play -- which his team would mess another team's performance at its will. It goes on to say how much Dick commands such respect from deaf female students at his fingertips.

I warned Hedy, my sister whom played against Tennessee once in the past, not to be rattled by Dick's schemes. But too bad, she and Loretta Dennis were the only two scorers that could fight through and scored 14 and 15 points, respectively in a 49-29 loss to TSD in Knoxville. If Dick had some guts to play us in Staunton, that could be a different story but ... nobody will know.

Either way, I was saddened to learn that Dick Hancock succumbed to the brain cancer recently in Knoxville.

This man is nuts but I like him. Too bad he lived in Tennessee, not in Virginia. Too bad, he did not have the guts to play us in Staunton -- he always beckoned us to play in Knoxville but refused to play in Staunton. That bastard!

Dick, let's see ...

One National Deaf Championship
Two Mason-Dixon Championships

What more could a guy wanted out of this? You did a great job, Dick Hancock. You still suck, after all, you're in the territory that I despised the most, though. :-)

Oh, one more thing -- Dick, you're the most fucking coward coach because you refused to land your foot in Llewellyn Gymnasium. We'd kill you easily as committing a sin!


Cheers,

R-