Monday, February 28, 2005

I Want One, Too

It'd be nice to own this! Each time I put the knives down, I can think of people that I cannot stand. That would be nice, eh?

Thanks to vividblurry for this stuff.



REMINDER! Ridor's Bitch Session II is due on this Friday. I already got about a dozen of comments ... so fire away.

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Say Again?

Last Saturday afternoon, I was reading through the NY POST and much to my delight, it mentioned that there was more than 3 minutes of porn with Fred Durst fucking some girl out on the internet. Fred's PR tried to clamp it down but things fell apart as someone decided to post the raucous porn of Fred Durst on the 'net. I always thought Fred Durst is hot ... despite the fact that he is so heterosexual. So it was natural for me not to wait to find it out -- so off I searched throughout the Internet.

Found it. Fred is exact what I always sensed, lusted and hoped for. Fred, if you need a guy to teach you few tricks, I'm here.

At the same time, I was reading NY POST and noticed something odd. "Homicide bomber". Instead of "suicide bomber". NY POST is owned by Murdoch who also owned FOXNEWS. Murdoch is heavily conservative Republican as well. They decided to adopt the Bush Administration's suggested term that the press use "Homicide Bomber" instead of "Suicide Bomber".

Why? Homicide is impossible to attract the empathy from the readers than suicide. In order for the Bush Administration to turn the tide on people that opposed them, it is better to replace the term to give them an edge over the opponents. This way, they can attempt to win the support of everyone else to subjugate the others.

When you heard of a murder, you absolutely have no empathy for the murderer. But when you heard of a suicide, you tend to have a shred of empathy for the suicidal person. It was clever of the administration trying to absolve them of their empathic outlet by changing the terms.

But look at the bright side, it won't stop right there. The violence is all based on a cycle, really. It goes back and forth for years.

But at least, it does not concern me. If you look at the big theater screen, they only killed the majority of hearies.

Hahahahahahaha!

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Who Is Sue Gunter?

Sue Gunter


Category: Sports

Yes, roll your eyes. Another topic in sports, oh, please. Eh? But trust me, my readers, this is the one that will make you feel good. It will make women feel they are capable of doing this on their own.

Sue Gunter was the Head Coach of Louisiana State University Women's Basketball team for more than two decades. Last year, during the mid-season, at 72, she encountered difficulties in breathing and was hospitalized. Then she found out that she had a se vere case of Bronchitis as well as other ailments. Sue realized that she has to let it go, she did not hesitate to turn it over to her assistant in Dana "Pokey" Chatman.

In 35 years of coaching business, Sue amassed more than 700 victories out of nearly 1,000 games -- not only that, out of 35 years, there were 3 seasons that were not counted because the records were simply lost. Sue did not start with everything. She started with cheap stuff that was allocated to her at Stephen F. Austin State University and Middle Tennessee State University. She made sure that there was something for her team at the end. In the days before Title IX, the women sports were largely ignored, hostile and marginalized by men. Sue is one of the pioneers who kept on going and going, even years after the passage of Title IX.

Sue , the Pioneer of Women's Basketball

She could have retire at 65, but she did not want to stop doing stuff that she loved -- coaching, she continued until she was 72. She coached in Southeastern Conference, the nation's most best sport for Women's Basketball. You have to endure dealing with eternal powerhouses in Tennessee, Auburn and Georgia along with frequent upstarts in Alabama, Florida, South Carolina and Arkansas. Not only that, Sue had to deal with the neighborhood teams such as Texas, Louisiana Tech and Tulane over the years.

Often she did not amass a great wealth of talent on her team like Pat Summitt does at Tennessee, but Sue always found a way to bring the best out of her players.

She found one in Pokey Chatman when she was a senior at LSU. LSU was unranked going into the 1991 SEC Tournament. Sue bellowed that nobody in the country can stop Pokey. Apparently, she got the message. She was virtually unstoppable as LSU upsets Georgia, Auburn and Tennessee to win the SEC Championship.

Sue Gunter with Pokey Chatman

I love the way Sue Gunter applied her defense pressure on Tennessee. If you look at how it was being done, it was done in such a fashion, frantic pressures that totally rattled and ripped Tennessee apart in matter of few minutes.

Later, Pokey became her loyal assistant coach for more than a decade. Slowly, they built the talents for her program over the years.

Last year was the year that finally peaked for Sue's team as it reached the Top 5 in the country but her ailments had to sidetrack her off the court. Sue did not hesitate but told the LSU Athletic Department that Pokey has to take over her place, effectively.

Pokey, once again, got the message and blitzed through the SEC Tournament and ripped Tennessee apart and rolled into the Final Four for the first time in LSU's history.

Today, Sue continues to relax as her protege is settling in as Head Coach as she led LSU in dominating the nation with No. 1 ranking and a 14-0 unblemished record in the Southeastern Conference including the thrashing of Tennessee, heading into the SEC Tournament. They are also heavily favorite to win the national championship.

Coach Pat Summitt of Tennessee remarked recently, "Pokey is Sue Gunter, Jr."

If Virginia does not win anything in the NCAAs, I'm all for Pokey and Sue to win it all.

There is nobody else who deserved more than Sue Gunter.

The Portrait of Sue Gunter with Her Protege, #10 Pokey Chatman

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Sunday, February 27, 2005

Oh, Fuck

I want Desperate Housewives and Boston Legal back already. I am sick of the Academy Awards aka the Oscars. 3 hours are too much.

It is not about winning the best in what they do. It is more politics, trying to appease the public than the art itself. You rarely see any obscure film to win anything else. It is bullshit.

The Oscars are so yesterday.

Today, I had to resort on watching the repeated flicks on cable just to avoid the Oscars.

See? Here is the gay fellow who does not give a shit about the Oscars! The horrors!

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Last Night Was Interesting

Went out to meet Surdus at Pieces Bar. He was there with Roberts, Alberto (not that Acosta crap) and Victor. It was interesting evening.

After Roberts left, we ended up going to Duplex Bar -- I got hit on by a guy. Very nice, then we saw the bartender wearing Mike Piazza's NY Mets Jersey shirt. This guy who was hitting on me smiled and pointed at the bartender's jersey and pulled his cell numbers.

He showed me the cell number of this player and wrote down on the napkin, "Piazza is lousy lay, you know? I did him three times."

I smiled so hard and said, "Really, you should have invited me over."

He smiled and hugged, then kissed me. I usually do not kiss on first meet. In fact, I hate that. But going through a funky phase, a kiss is better than nothing, really.

Interesting, though. Then two more guys hit on me in another bar. That was bit too much for me. Because I normally do not get hit on by anyone else in particular. Oy vey.

All three guys kept on saying stuff like, "You're beautiful", "Your facial features are hot" and "I like your smile".

Each time, I shot back, "You should see me yesterday when I was mad."

That was a good way to damp the compliments, though.

Getting hit on by these guys does not mean that I like people. I still dislike people, though. I am still leery of hearies, so sue me.

Banjo, McCock, Kurzetard and Grant Laird, Jr: Stop worrying so much about Arnie -- I do not give a fuck if the picture is real or fake. It is funny picture -- my blog is not designed to educate, inform or document everything that is real all the time -- it is designed to entertain people, like it or not. So fuck off, dickwads!!

Besides, Arnie was always a lousy actor to start with.

Don't you think it is silly that Medicaid will not cover your hearing aids but will cover your cochlear implants? I hate hearies' monopoly of commercialism out there.

Somebody kill 'em, please.

Oh, speaking of killing, there was an article in NY POST that talked about someone discovered limbs and legs and later, the torso in the subway tunnels. They identified this guy as 19 years old guy from Brooklyn. NY POST is Murdoch-owned which also owned FOXNEWS which is famous for inaccurate and biased reports. One word: Ugh.

Anyway, last night, I read the NY Blade that this particular deceased 19 years old guy is gay. It is possible gay-to-gay crime or hate crime. The NYPD described it as "cleanly killing" -- probably by a medical expert because the torso, limbs and legs were sawed off in a rather perfect manner. Ugh.

At least, another hearing person is dead. More to come.

There is God out there. *snicker*

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Saturday, February 26, 2005

Gee Whiz!

At least, this guy on left of Queen Elizabeth II can boast that he did this RIGHT next to her!!

Thanks to Postcards from Hell's Kitchen.

Cheers,

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Let's Mock Some Xians!

You know, last night ... I was flipping the channels. And I saw the show about Benny Hinns. I absolutely hate him. Anyway, Benny was travelling across India, trying to promote Christianity. The captions were on tube, I rolled my eyes when Benny Hines shouted "Hallelujah."

Anyway, his aide was weeping as he brought an Indian girl to the stage. He shouted to Benny that this girl was deaf! But when she arrived to the stage, God restored her hearing loss. They went on to test her hearing by standing behind her and each time, she spoke -- it was obviously staged. It is disgusting and sickening -- made me want to puke the hairball out.

How can they profess to be the "followers of Jesus Christ" if they lied about things like that? Only THEY knew.

Anyway, here is the bad news about the ILY sign. A certain reader emailed me to check it out. I thought it was interesting that he spent the time to do the website on ILY sign associated with ...

Oh My God, Satanists!


Pitiful hearies xians.

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