Monday, March 14, 2005

Girls Do Not Care, But Boys Care!

This poster is fucking cool. George Lucas seems to have a great grasp of darkness in art but sucked in storytelling (well, a little). When I see the emergence of Darth Vader in his cape -- I got the goosebumps.

*labored breathing*

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Anakin Skywalker's Invevitable Destiny

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Sunday, March 13, 2005

Boston Legal With A Twist

Just watched Boston Legal for 40 minutes before I was distracted with the cats' melodramatic (it turned out that someone was at the door) behavior. Since I lacked the doorbell flash, the cats became the reliable source for me to figure out what's going on -- if Tom, Perlis' cat, zoomed into the closet, it means someone is at the door! If Woody, Lenny's cat, zoomed under my bed, it means Lenny is home. But this time, someone knocked so hard that both cats zoomed into the closet -- both does not like to touch each other so they bounced into each other and ended up tussled with each other.

After dealing with a neighbor upstairs, I ran back only to see the closing credits. I missed the ending part. Anyone else?

Boston Legal had a story that knocked around on FOX NEWS, but they never mentioned it. What happened is that a student at a public high school decided to sue the principal for using the gizmo technology that prevented the school from receiving the news transmission from all channels except for one conservative news channel.

It had to be FOX NEWS. But of course, it never mentioned at all. But the brilliant part of the story is that they brought the principal to take the stand in the court. That Principal is the same guy that used to act as the Principal of high school in FOX's Boston Public which folded few years ago!

Basically, the story was aiming at FOX NEWS but in a discrete manner. Let's see if the FOX can come up with the slam on ABC someday.

Too bad, I missed the ending part. Oy vey.

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NCAA Women's Selection Show

Category: Sports

This is bullshit.

I cannot believe this at all. The NCAA Selection Committee must have been snorting crack and heroin before doing the selection business!

East Regional

No. 1 Tennessee will play Western Carolina, coached by Kellie Jolly-Harper. Kellie Jolly-Harper used to be the quarterback of UT Lady Vols to 3 National Championships. Interesting match-up.

Temple will play Louisiana Tech. This is going to be very interesting match-up.

For the first time in years, Virginia and Tennessee will not be paired in the same regional. I'm so GLAD about it.

Mideast Regional

No. 1 Louisiana State seems to have an easy route to the Final Four. Its only formidable opponent seems to be Duke which may occur during the Elite Eight Match-up.

West Regional

North Carolina is No. 1 in Midwest Regional which is overseeded, in my opinion. Its strength of schedule is joke. Oh, well.

What truly baffled me the most is the Virginia-Old Dominion match-up! The NCAA Committee tends NOT to pair the teams that already met during the regular season. Virignia already beat Old Dominion last December, why pair us up in Minneapolis? Who will watch Virginia-Old Dominion in Minneapolis? Of course, Trudy wouldn't have the time to do that!

If Virginia takes care of Old Dominion, they have an unfinished business with Minnesota in Minneapolis. Last year, Minnesota whipped Virginia in Charlottesville, and this time, it could be our turn to take care of Minnesota in Minneapolis. An eye for an eye.

Baylor should be No. 1, not North Carolina.

Midwest Regional

Perhaps the surprising No. 1 is not Stanford but Michigan State.

Louisville vs. Southern Cal will ignite an old controversy among the Women's Basketball circles that the Committee wanted to pair teams that were coached by men to eliminate each other before facing teams that were coached by women.

Richmond made it to the Party this year, and they have to face Florida State. That's not bad opponent. I'm rooting for Richmond Spiders to go far.

Dartmouth will play Connecticut in Storrs. Knowing Dartmouth in the Party, Dartmouth has an attitude that has nothing to lose, it may present a problem for Connecticut who has so much to lose. Dartmouth nearly snapped Virginia in '96 and I was at the game. Whew.

Perhaps the best part of the tournament is that if Connecticut wins the first two games, they will face Stanford -- both coaches disliked each other and often badmouthed each other for years and refused to play against each other for years. They might have to play against each other. It would be delicious if Stanford topple Connecticut!

This is going to be fun tournament.

Let the March Madness begins!

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Saturday, March 12, 2005

One More Story About Todd

This is based on a true story. When I first met Todd, we had a long fling that evolved into a boy-boy relationship which lasted almost two years and half. when I first met Todd, I was a junior at VSDB in the spring semester.

Of course, living in Shenandoah Valley is not something you can boast your love for Todd in front of folks. That is suicidal thing to do. However, we managed to learn how to lie and protect our relationship from anyone else, really.

During my senior year at VSDB in the spring semester, VSDB and Waynesboro High (Where Todd attended) had an annual field trip that exchanged the students for a day -- their students wanted to observe how we communicated, our students were curious about the hearing students in a local high school. Of course, I was part of this because I wanted to spend the day with Todd at WHS, and Todd did the same when they came to VSDB. It was not a case of puppy love, it was genuine love ... I hope.

However, during one period at Waynesboro High, I walked into a classroom with Todd and I noticed the local city police officer standing with the teacher. I turned to see lots of hearing students howling and all that. Todd was fluent in ASL, "The cop is here to talk about safety stuff in the class, c'mere sit with me over there."

I nodded and followed him to his desk and observed the students listening as the teacher introduced the police officer. After 30 minutes of lecture, there was the FAQ open to the students. One female student asked the cop to share his odd experiences with the students about being a cop.

I did not pay attention until I felt an eruption of laughters from the students as they cheered and whooed at the cop. Even the teacher grimaced and smiled. Todd choked and laughed. I was curious, of course. I immediately asked Todd about it.

Todd said, "The cop said that his strange experience as a cop was catching a couple having sex in the car right behind this building, he thought they were smoking marijuana but no it was two teenagers having sex. He scolded them and sent them home."

I said, "That's all? And the students guffawed on that?"

Todd shook his head and said, "No, actually, he added that it was a girl and a boy, but he threw in that if it was homo, he'd arrest them fo indecent exposure. He added about homo thing."

My curiosity turned into a growl. That was not nice thing to do. I glared at Todd, "That was not right thing to do. If he caught them having sex, arrest 'em! Be it gay or not, arrest 'em!"

Todd shrugged -- I slapped my hand on the desk which vibrated loud enough for Todd to look at me, "Tell him!"

Todd refused. Then I looked at the cop who thought it was so funny, he seemed to enjoy the attention by putting the gay people down.

When the bell rings, the students flocked out of the classroom, the cop and the teacher stood by the door to handshake each student -- the cop did shook every student until me ...

When he extended his hand to me, I looked at his hand then slowly at his face. I stared at him with dead eyes. Then gave him the look that indicated, "Who wants to handshake you?!" Then I walked out of the classroom.

Later, Todd said, "That was not nice thing to do."

I shrugged and proceeded to the gymnasium for his next period.

Today, I think I did the right thing.

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My ex, Todd

Last night, I had an interesting dream about the first guy I ever loved, Todd. We were together for two and half years until he freaked out when his parents became suspicious of our relationship, Todd dumped me and went ahead with a girl.

Of course, I was heartbroken at that time. I was young. About 20.

Anyway, in my dream, Todd and I somehow met on the streets of New York. For some reasons, we went to kaybee & Sarah's building on 11 Avenue in Hell's Kitchen. When we entered the premise, the interior design compares to the ones I saw in The Hole and The Cock. Todd said something about missing me. When we wandered inside the building, we bumped into Corey, believe it or not. Then he told me that there is a secret staircase to the apartment upstairs where I can spend some solace with Todd.

We went there. It was nice and serene. We talked, then Todd wanted to buy some drinks -- he had to go through downstairs to get outside. Apparently, he got lost in the building -- I looked all over the place.

Then I returned to the apartment upstairs to find him sleeping on the bed nude, apparently, he found his way around and was waiting for me. But fell asleep. I was nude in a nanosecond and slipped into the bed, embracing him as hard as can be.

It felt so real. He smells good, too.

My dream was shattered as I was jolted by Woody, my roommate's cat, who jumped on me and whined for the attention. Sigh.

After few hours, I still cannot remove the thoughts of Todd today, for some reasons unknown to me.

Maybe I do love him.

I don't know.

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Few Thoughts

My lump on my left shoulder is on fire. Argh. That's it. I'm going to see the doc about it.

I had been thinking about this for a while. I may move to Philadelphia sooner than you think and start to work on set up my own business somewhere by Delaware River near New Hope, hopefully by this year or next year. I'd like to start it as soon as can be ... because I'm 31 already. Since New Hope is affluent community that is popular with gays, I think it is sensible that I set up the inn there because it can attract people from Boston to the District ... you know, I like rivers, I like lakes, I like hills and mountains. New Hope has that.

I cannot wait for a man to sweep me off the floor and work together -- I'll do it myself. Fuck 'em. They are not reliable, anyway! Hearing gay men are not reliable, trust me. I hadn't yet to find one who is reliable.

I have a weird thought -- what if X-ians died and went to Heaven only to find out that it's empty. Nobody is around. Yes, there is Heaven but nobody is there. Nobody at all. That would kill X-ians for sure.

At 6 AM on TBS Channel every morning, I enjoyed watching "Mama's Family" -- it is an old sitcom that I heard but never saw until recently. I must admit that I am impressed with its snappy comments, especially with Mama. I must admit that I try to get up at 6 AM so I can watch it then go back to bed at 7 AM. Betty White and Rue McClanahan used to act in the sitcom before they migrated to The Golden Girls.

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Ahh, it's still snowing here in Manhattan.

To entertain you about Republicans' belief, enjoy this.
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Friday, March 11, 2005

Being Gay Does Not Mean I'm Happy

When Surdus relented you to hang out with him at a bar, it is pretty difficult to resist his persistence. He can persist until he gets what he wanted. With my left knee recuperating from the fall last Monday night, I resisted until Surdus said that Norbert is driving. I caved in. Then my roommate, Perlis, resisted. Then she caved in. Off to SBNY last Wednesday night.

Driving to SBNY was uneventful, though. But Norbert is classic New York driver, rattled me several times as he twirled his minivan cross the island to Chelsea. Raising my hair is not attractive.

At SBNY, we met Web and chatted amongst each other for few hours -- we get to VEE VEE at a birthday boy who ordered the jockstrap-only bartenders to get on the counter and drain the alcohol on his chest so that the birthday boy can guzzle on his bellybutton.

SBNY is getting sleazy.

It was time to go home, my leg was acting funny. And I was hungry for a slice of pizza. So I went across the street to Ray's Pizza where I was greeted by a studmuffin who remembered me at The Hole. Frankly, I cannot remember who he is. He said, "You did not email me."

D-oh. Sorry. My fault. Honest mistake, I think.

Surdus, Web, Perlis and Norbert stared in amazement because this studmuffin is ... one da bomb.

Then he gave me his email address and said, "Email me, please!"

I smiled and nodded.

He left the premise as I picked up the pizza then went back home. Surdus remarked, "I knew RT is a slut!"

Yeah, whatever.

Can you guess who this is?

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The hint is that he is Roger Desmarais' twin brother. That boy has the guts to do that in Toronto Pride Parade. Wonder if he left a skid mark on his underwear for the world to see?

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