9.18.05 Tidbits

Chris Beckman Sucks! When I first saw Chris Beckman on Real World's Chicago, my red alarm goes off. He said he aspires to be an artist of some sorts. I just surfed his website -- it is shitty. I'm like, "A retard can do this!" It is so bad that I will not even link to it at all. And to top it all, I heard that he is snorting Tina and is now with a sugar daddy, Sandy Gallin in New York. Bleargh.

Kevin Maddox Sucks! At Gallaudet, there is a wacko running loose around the campus. That boy, Kevin Maddox needs to be euthanatized immediately. Why? I heard the countless of horror stories about this guy despite the fact that he made his first appearance at Gallaudet last July! Anyone can comment about their encounters with Kevin Maddox in my Haloscan comment box.

Bizarre Situation In Orlean Place! Just off from the campus of Gallaudet by 7th Street lies a narrow street that runs only one block long called "Orleans Place". This is a street where many drug dealers convened and mingled with Gallaudet students to a point where they actually learned some signs for us to communicate in order to purchase weed or so. As the neighborhood began its gentrification to uplift the looks, Orlean Place seemed to be stuck in some post-1968 Riots.

By that, it means cheap rents for Deafies to live. Not always safe but when I used to live in the District (I used to live on K Street NE and Morris Place NE) -- when you see a white person walking around on the streets just north of H Street, NE, the white person has to be Deaf, no question about it. You just knew that this white is Deaf, period. But today, thanks to the gentrification, you're no longer certain if the white person is Deaf or not when you drove around the neighborhoods north of H Street NE.

However, back to the Orlean Place, I was notified by a friend that a certain fellow that I knew of had a gathering in her apartment on Orleans Place -- they were chatting amongst each other when suddenly of all, an African American guy ran into their apartment, interrupting the mellow atmosphere. Suddenly, another African American guy came in as well and shot this hearing African American in the ass in front of stunned Deaf folks as he flopped on Paloma McLelland's couch. He did not die. But he left a pool of blood on Paloma's couch -- which peeved her off as she had it taken out of the apartment.

Such is a life in Orleans Place.

What A Family! Florida Governor Jeb Bush's son was arrested for public intoxication and resisting arrest. It is not the first time that one of Jeb Bush's children got arrested. Coming from a family who preached "family values", they surely cannot control their children. What a rip-off. Too bad, John Ellis Bush is cute but I'll never touch a Bush pole.

What About Dogs At Gallaudet? What's up with this? I heard some grapevines that the DPS (formerly the DOSS) are now fining people for having an unleashed dogs and not picking up the poops? And Gallaudet is in process of making it "all-dog free campus except for service dogs".

You know what it reminded me of whom? Andrew Korpics! Many years ago, I was in the library when I saw this student, Andrew Korpics who has the severe form of Usher's Syndrome -- he was walking down to Ely Center from Hall Memorial Building. Someone's friendly dog wanted to play -- the dog saw Andrew and jogged into his limited vision which scared Andrew. Since the dog was playful, Andrew somehow misconstrued the dog to be aggressive.

I stood inside the library and watched the whole thing unfold as Andrew got freaked out and ran down the hill to avoid the dog ... the dog thought Andrew was playing so the dog ran after Andrew all the way into Ely Center. Not nice but it was hilarious. Later, Andrew, who lived next to me in a dormitory, told me that the dog was trying to bite him. I explained that I saw the whole thing and that the dog is incapable of biting -- he wanted to play a little and be pet -- the dog happened to see Andrew in the area. Andrew realized and said, "I hope nobody saw me running like that."

I never told him that MANY people saw him running insane with a playful dog chasing after him.

Gay Films! I saw two films today. Steam: The Turkish Baths and Friends & Family. Steam: The Turkis Baths sucked. Thank God for the subtitles which was burned into the panels as I used the remote control to make it FF X2 and left it alone as I read the subtitles in rapid manner -- never mind the slow moves -- damn the foreign films for wasting time on staring at walls, landscapes -- cut the fucking chase and get to the point. Then I saw the second film, Friends & Family. It was good film but one negative thing about this is that they have two gay characters who are in a relationship -- they never hugged nor kiss throughout the film. What a farce.

Hilarious Conversation! Thanks to DefBef for the hat tip, this is hilarious.

Cheers,

R-

Bitch Session XI

Disclaimer: This was written by many readers. You may defend your turf by firing back. As always, names and email addresses will be removed. Only comments will be posted. Enjoy! You can compliment or offend anything or anyone else.

R-

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Dear Malcolm, the building drunk, please stop playing your karaoke music. Real music professionals do not resort to karaoke music and equipments for training or homework. Please go to an AA meeting for your sake. There are ways to appreciate and practice music without alcohol or entertaining the rest of the building as well as the adjacent building residents. Thank you.

Congratulations on your new home, Scott.

Mark Briand, no one will write a book about you, u know the hair dye commerical, "lorel" I'm worth it, well ur not worth it and he will not write a blog about u!

Adam Stone: are you auditioning for the role of Tevye of ‘Fiddler on the Roof’?

TG has a great sense of humor.

Hey Korn on the KOB! You're a wonderful person!

Dina R. and other lazy and lousy dog lovers who do not use leash and pick up their dog poop, crying wolf doesn't do u good. Again Dina, you caused this uproar. Get a grip!

WHALE FATTERSON (thanks, Pony!) will never be a member of deaf culture. He is searching for a niche' but so far has not found one for himself. 'Sad! His forum is failing because of all the egos involved. 'Too bad, Pale could do better!

Katie Roberts' judgement and opinions? *toilet flushing*

Carl Wayne Denney - I have been waiting for you for long time. Come on boy and be a man and ask Ridor for my email address. Send me email, Carl Wayne Denney, Im waiting for YOU!!!!

The Bush family needs to butt out of politics after the current Bush ends his term. Thank goodness his daughters aren't into politics as far as I know.

Josh Stern: if you think you are so cool guy....well you are very fucking pathetic guy. I heard that you have been accepted into NTID/RIT. You better behave and be honest to yourself and to others. So far you have been a black listed "hell-borned" idiot jerk by spreading some bullshit stories about other people whom YOU have issues with. You watch out or you will crash and burn in hell, just like what you did to Class of 2002 at Gallaudet when you stole their hard-earned money for their class shirts. It is very unfortunate that NTID/RIT welcomed you to their campus. You think you could start with a clean slate, well you are FUCKING wrong. For you who just met Josh, DO NOT TRUST him at all. You are even better being with Lucifer the devil himself than being with Josh if you get my drift.

Damn you mosquitoes. I thought I'd manage to not get bitten this summer. Lo and behold! You somehow made it into my apartment last night and bit me twice in a row. These raised bumps are next to each other with your lovely entries visible to the naked eyes. Now they look like a set of mini-boobs on my wrist. Thanks!

Jenny Perlis is great gal!

RONALD KINGSLEY: Gallaudet, Class of 86. Anybody know him?! Serious Mental Case! He needs help big time. He does nothing but sit on his whiny a$ whining about everything that has nothing to do with him. Get a life, Ronald! You already have a life and guess what, you don't even know it! Pity! Wife Lisa is the most feeble person to stay with him after all those years! She could have found a better, better, better, best man than Mentally Sick Ronald!

Did y'all realize that the sign for the state of Louisiana has been so fitting as of now, is it?

Jade's new website look is AWESOME! and BEAUTIFUL!

Nora Yates, stick to your own kind!

To Mental Nutcase, Michael Capone: Get over with it, Mary!

I hate RWR, a "hearing xian prick" from Houston. He is spineless and just tosses out worthless words without merit. His words are a waste in cyberspace.

Berna had enough gall to masturbate in the bed of Keith Clark's parents when they were away on vacation.

Is Prez Bush going to ride another bike tour to New Orleans after the Hurricane has done doing its wonders there? Or canoe around with the national canoe champ to survey the hurricane damage. Or, will he send his brother once again?

I still *heart* Ridor!

Jenny Perlis rocks!

MK is one of the best ITP graduates and baby interpreters in NYC. She has a great attitude and ethics. She's open to feedback, and she truly respects customers.

Kim is a hard dedicated worker.

Ridor is an entertaining guy with a good heart and sense of humor!




Fuck you, Katrina, for the terrible mess but thank you for making President
Bush shamely shame!

What? There is an email address devoted to Ridor? Get a life, AntiRidorBeast. Oh, by the way, Ridor already met Dorian twice and he still walked away with his head high. I doubt you would have done the same with Ridor, though.

Cease Fire

Guestblogger: McFly

Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against Oralahies (deaf people who are oral, who think they can speak) except for when they open their mouths. It’s blasphemous. I had an unpleasant experience with an Oralahie recently. I had to schedule an emergency appointment with my therapist. Zero funny.

I was carrying a pleasant conversation with a hearing person. An Oralahie from RIT invited himself in the conversation. At first when he spoke, I thought someone was messing with the volume on the TV nearby because I could actually feel the air vibrate. Def con ten, I kid you not.

After a few minutes, I finally figured out the dude was actually screaming and signing. Why do Oralahies scream and sign? It took me no less than one minute to count all the cavities in his mouth. My hearing friend and I exchanged glances in disbelief. If the air around me was vibrating, my poor hearing friend’s eardrums must have been shattered from this horrible experience. The dude refused to shut up and continued to sign and scream at us despite our stony response. It took every strength in my body from jumping down the dude’s throat…..

FOR THE HOLY LOVE OF GOD, SHUT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUU(uvula shaking)UUUUUUUUUUUCK UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Those oral school administrators and teachers who promote oralism, I’d love to lock them up in a room with this dude for 48 hours, 48 hours straight.

A Good Reminder For Women When They Are Dating Jeff Carlson!

ELEVEN THINGS GIRLS SHOULD NEVER SAY TO ME

There are things that I encountered from girls that sometimes left me speechless. I wouldn't know what to say. Sometimes they should shut up. It would make me think, "Gee, that was too much. You have just changed everything of how I see you". Don't get me wrong, I love open-minded girls. But, to a degree. Here is the list of what every girls should never say to me or maybe other guys out there.

1) Am I the right girl for you?
[Baby! Thanks for asking. Now, you will never be.]

2) I need your sperm, because I want my baby to have your blue eyes.
[Yeah, right. Like it is for giving away.]

3) You don't have to say anything to impress me, let me look at your baby blue eye.
[I felt stupid when a girl told me that.]

4) You are smarter than I am.
[I definitely, seriously, absolutely, and dreadfully hate it when people do that.]

5) How do you get to be that smart?
[Duh! How do you get to be that stupid?]

6) I think I am going to have diaherra soon.
[JUST GO!]

7) What do you think of that guy's ass?
[Flat, fat, flab, or tight and muscular... I just don't care.]

8) My parents said I can't...
[Hate it when a girl can't show her independency. I am talking about older than 20.]

9) My pussy does smells bad.
[Where's the gas mask? One girl made a lame-ass excuse that her vagina odor was from condom. And she hasn't had sex prior to telling me for three months.]

10) I had a yeast infection.
[It can happen. But, please! That was too much information.]

11) I have bushy pussy.
[Yuck! This isn't the 70s. My advice is trim it or Brazilian wax it. But, don't tell me it's fluffy. I don't want to know.]

Taken from Jeff Carlson's xanga. I occasionally enjoyed Jeff's comments. Perhaps, in time, he will guestblog on my blogsite.

Chris Is Cute: I met the local blogger, Chris, at The Post last night near Rittenhouse Square in Philadelphia. The Post is small, cozy, dark and nice place. I finally met Chris who wrote his blog. He's pretty short (my type), cute and nice fella. I even teased him about his ass. Because he wrote an entry that at 38, many men's asses goes south, his buns still stand "high, tight and nice to look at." I can vouch that his buns are exact what he wrote. Shortly, two small drama ensued -- a guy next to Gus was so drunk that he accidentally knocked the microphone that was being used for karaoke against the wall, emitted a loud vibration across the small, cozy bar -- startled everyone else in the process. The guy is okay, then the bartender, Jimmy, apprehended one person about him swiping the money off the counter from someone else. Suffice to say, he was booted out. I think I'm going to like this bar.

This Is Funny! Jeff sent me this -- I think people needs to read this.

Bitch Session Is Due! At midnight, I will start to work on it. It is amusing to note that there is someone else out there that creates an AOL account in honor of me -- it reads: AntiRidorBeast@aol.com -- grow a spine and find a new hobby to play with.

Cheers,

R-

9.15.05 Tidbits

Shame On Advocate! What's wrong with this picture? Crystal does not make you look sexy or cute. In fact, I already saw few addicts -- their teeth are fucked up. Their skins are full of sores. And all that shit. And Judging the picture, it is as if The Advocate is glorifying Crystal Meth. It is like "See this guy? You can try Meth and kick the habit? You won't lose a look!"

Just like HIV meds' advertisements -- you always see very good looking guys saying, "You Can Be Positive and Look Good!"

But on the bottom of the poster lies a warning that says you'll have side effects of diarrhea, vomit et cetera.

Advocate should have a line somewhere else that. I mean, it is travesty that The Advocate is doing a disservice to the readers. It is true that they think they're above the rest.

Bubonic Plague-infected Mice Missing: IN Newark, New Jersey -- a laboratory reported that three mice carrying the strain of Bubonic plagues has disappeared from its laboratory and the FBI agents said that the chances of mice passing it to others are nil. Remember, the Bubonic Plague killed 25 million Europeans, consisted of 1/3 population in Europe!

Shame On Dr. Jordan: Dr. Irving King Jordan, the President of Gallaudet University to be retired in December, 2006 has spent funds to wage the glossy letter all over the campus and throughout the country to announce and emphasize his retirement in people's faces.

The front page goes like this:

The back page goes like this:

Dr. I. King Jordan made history in 1988 when he became the first deaf president of Gallaudet University. The week-long student-led protest, called DPN for “Deaf President Now,” which led to his appointment remains a watershed event in the lives of deaf and hard of hearing people all over the world.

On September 1, Dr. Jordan announced that he would retire as President of Gallaudet on December 31, 2006. Through his leadership, the university’s endowment has increased from $5 million to $150 million; new facilities have has been added and academic programs strengthened; the operating budget and university offerings have grown without incurring debt; outstanding administrators and faculty members have been hired; the size and quality of the student body has increased; and a long-term strategic vision for the university has been developed.

Dr. Glenn B. Anderson, chairman of the university’s Board of Trustees, said that “King Jordan is an extraordinary man whose tenure will be remembered for his outstanding accomplishments as a Chief Executive and as a role model and spokesperson for the deaf community and the disability community. In this role, Dr. Jordan has helped change for the better the lives of millions of Americans and kept an international spotlight on Gallaudet University.” Dr. Anderson announced that a national search will soon be underway to select Dr. Jordan’s successor.

Dr. Jordan said that he has had “the good fortune to be president during a period of growth and prosperity at Gallaudet and during a new era of recognition for the rights and abilities of people who are deaf or hard of hearing.” He also thanked his wife of 36 years, Linda Kephart Jordan, for her tireless work as Gallaudet’s First Lady.

Both Dr. and Mrs. Jordan expressed their deep gratitude to the Gallaudet community for providing them the opportunity to serve the institution and shared their belief that “Gallaudet is well-positioned to become even stronger in the future.”

Must Dr. Jordan waste the funds to promote his own self-gratification or self-indulgence? The funds would be better used for other purposes -- it is inappropriate for him to use Gallaudet funds to promote his retirement. If he does, then all of faculty should have the same opportunity to promote their own retirement with glossy issue.

C'mon, Dr. Jordan, think outside the box, willja?

Guess What?! Tonight, I might bump into the local blogger at The Post. It should be interesting evening -- once again, be very afraid.

R-

Like My Birthday!

In 1982, Mom told me that she'll come to Price Hall on the weekend of November 9, a dormitory where I lived during my elementary years at Virginia School for the Deaf in Staunton, Virginia. I was thrilled about it. Because she said she'll bring a birthday cake, gifts and shit for me and for me to share it with my friends at a dormitory.

I told all of my friends about it.

Big mistake.

Mom never showed up. Never bothered to call nor let me know what happened as I waited for her to show up all weekend long. I was only 8 turning to 9. You can say that psychologically, it probably devastated my trust with Mom. Later, during the Thanksgiving Weekend, I asked Mom why she did not bother to come. She said, "First, Dad refused to let me go. Second, I did not see the need to call you to let you know since you would come home for Thanksgiving Weekend and it saves money on the phone bill."

I told her that I waited for her all weekend long and even my friends dismissed my insistences that Mom would come as a lie. Mom grinned and said, "Stop it, RT. You'll grow out of it."

What a fucktard. But that is Mom. I think when she did that, it sent a cold reality in my psyche that people out there do things like that. I mean, if Mom and Dad did this to me, leaving me hung dry in front of my peers -- what worse things can happen next, really?

Oh, since my birthday is in November, I never had a birthday party hosted by my parents between 5 to 17 years old. My parents did that for Gary whose birthday is in July during the summer vacation. They do that with Karen and Billy Jr., who are my hearing siblings and do not go to a residential school. Lily, Hedy and I virtually do not have birthday parties during our stay in VSDB. Not even on homegoing weekends -- I asked Mom why. Her response was, "Well, you already have a birthday party at VSDB!"

Never mind that the staff at VSDB do provide monthly birthday parties for students. How nice -- but cakes made by Home Economics students are ... let's say ... tasteless.

But the point remains the same -- even today, the birthday parties are pretty touchy thing for me to handle. I guess when my friends decided to host a birthday party for me, I tend to be pissed off or be modest about it. Maybe I needed a therapy session or two? Who knows?

In 1994, a week before my birthday, I mentioned discretely to my friends about my birthday. Then on that fateful day, nobody acknowledged nor did a thing. So I decided to organize a birthday party of my own. I went to a grocery store and bought myself a birthday cake, ice cream, soda and potato chips -- invited few friends in. They were puzzled when I asked them to show up at Richall's apartment. Then I came in to set everything up and said with a sarcasm tone, "Happy Birthday to me!"

One girl wept. At first, I was set back by her being upset about it. But whatever.

In 1996, Jake Temby and Will Sharpe knew of my birthday taints and they planned very well to surprise me a birthday party that included more than 20 friends at Red River Grill Restaurant on Massachusetts Avenue in DC. I was speechless. It was one of the nicest things they did to me. Even better, Jake and Will also bought me my first 'Shroom to eat before we went to see Starship Troopers. It was so dramatic -- I feel like these darned bugs ran off the screen. It freaked me out. It was absolutely a great birthday gift!

Later at 506 L Street NE during my birthday party that continued from the restaurant to the movie theater and last, to the house party, Sherri Youens was so drunk that she mistook my birthday cake as a chair which was made by Chanda Smith or Patti Raswant. As Sherri attempted to sit on it, someone shoved her off -- you should see how Sherri flew ... it was hysterical. That party fucking rocks. Few can attest that the parties at 506 L Street NE is a legend of its own. Just like Carl's M Street.

However, I'm not pretty obsessed with birthday parties -- I think the "cold reality" sets me in at an early age where I really disliked these parties to an extent. Which could be the reason why I always forgot everyone's birthdays! Trust me, I'm very awful when it comes to this.

Why did I talk about birthday? Well, yesterday marked the Third Anniversary of my blogsite. The first entry was done on September 14, 2003. You can read my first entry at this link.

So you guys actually did not realize that yesterday was the day Observe But Do Not Interfere turned 3. The site meter was added last October and I'm approaching 100,000 views in a year. Some even asked me about making a profit out of this -- I had been thinking about that as well. One negative thing about this is that I'm not familiar with how to make profits from the online business. But that is OK, I'll learn my ways around.

I must admit that my style of penning from the first day to now has changed tremendously. I think writing has enabled me to perform better since more readers are coming back to read what I have to say about different things. So far, the trail I looked behind is filled with tribulations and triumphs. I expect of that in the future as well. I expect to improve. There is always room to improve, though. Otherwise, it has been fun ride -- who wants to get off the roller coaster? Certainly not me.

Cheers,

R-

"Psst! Did you see this guy's teeth?"

That is what the kids in the elementary school would whisper to each other after seeing this guy. Enjoy!

R-

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NEW YORK (Sept. 13) - Kimani Ng'ang'a waited more than eight decades for his first day of school. The Kenyan villager wants to make sure nobody else has to wait that long.

The 85-year-old man, billed as the world's oldest elementary school pupil, toured Manhattan to promote a global campaign urging assistance for an estimated 100 million children denied an education because of poverty.

Kimani only started his formal education in January 2004.

"Look what school has done for me so far," said Kimani, standing Tuesday in Battery Park with the Statue of Liberty behind him. "Here I am in New York."

As part of his visit, Kimani traveled around Manhattan in a yellow school bus to spread his message about education for needy children.

Kimani met outside the United Nations with Nane Annan, wife of U.N. Secretary-General Kofi Annan. He told her, "It would be good if all children of the world could go to school."

Annan agreed, saying, "That is the goal of the United Nations."

Some heads of state already were in New York for Wednesday's opening of a three-day U.N. summit.

At the U.N., Kimani delivered 100,000 paper cutout figures, representing those children kept out of school.

The figures were created by school children all over the world; each carries a written message of "Send my friend to school."

The program, along with Kimani's visit, was organized by the Global Campaign for Education - a coalition of agencies from more than 100 countries.

Kimani, a father of 15, was able to afford schooling only after Kenya's government dropped fees for primary schools. He came to the United States with his principal, Jane Obinchu, who also served as his interpreter.

"I love being in school," Kimani told reporters. "I always wanted to be a veterinary doctor, because I love animals. That is my goal."

Kimani uses two hearing aids and a cane. On school days, he walks about a half-mile to join his 100 fellow students at the local elementary school.

He is concentrating on math, science, English and his native Swahili. He specifically wants to learn how to read the Bible.

"You are never too old to learn," Kimani said. "At no time ever say, 'It's too late to learn,' not until the day you die."

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