I was told by an inside source that the RAD Executive Board was the one that truly fucked everything up for RAD 2005 Conference. I'm still going, though. But not to participate in these RAD crap except for Miss RAD pageant and IDL contest.
I hope to get in touch with a friend of mine about using his iBook to live-blog the events.
On the first night of RAD 2005 Conference, there will be a "party" that the committee boasted that the night never to be forgotten -- I'll ditch the party to attend this event at Robert F. Kennedy Stadium.
I figured going to watch the Washington Nationals to perform is more exciting because they are first in the division and they are promoting the "Night OUT with the Washington Nationals". It costs $7.50, it is much better than paying $75.00 for that crappy Flamingo Ball!
Of course I'll be in DC but certainly not to support the RAD 2005 Conference.
I had been discussing with some friends -- perhaps it is time to build a brand-new organization that covers the political/social arena of Deaf GLBTIQ since the old fools in RAD simply do not listen to the larger numbers of Deaf GLBITQ who are frustrated with its hierarchy, corruptions and bullshit. It is time for us to stop taking the crap from these fools and set up our own organization.
Any opinions?
R-
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Radical Xians & Jews Are Nuts
In Jerusalem, Israel: According to the Haaretz newspaper, nearly 2,000 participants marched throughout the streets of Jerusalem for its annual gay pride. Many religious zealots lined up (the press conflicts with the numbers whereas the 365gay.com said 1,000 but the Haaretz in Israel said only 200) the streets and threw the urine and feces at the marchers.
Three marchers were stabbed by radical Jewish guy who were arrested immediately.
Urine and feces? Barbaric. You see, they claim to be compassionate but took the time to collect the urine and feces so that they can throw on others. Wow.
Says a lot about the compassion of so-called faithful fools.
R-
Three marchers were stabbed by radical Jewish guy who were arrested immediately.
Urine and feces? Barbaric. You see, they claim to be compassionate but took the time to collect the urine and feces so that they can throw on others. Wow.
Says a lot about the compassion of so-called faithful fools.
R-
Remember River Phoenix?
Remember this hearthrob actor, River Phoenix?
He died of a drug overdose after partying hard at The Viper Room on Sunset Boulevard. When I heard of this, I'm like, "What a loss. I guess I'll never fuck River."
But that is not important nor the subject of my insatiable lust for men like River, right? Right now, he's dead for years.
I was digging up the pictures and found this. I knew you guys will say, "That is so RT!"
What happened is that I ordered my friend to imitate River's last breath in Los Angeles in the summer of 1994 and he did. It was hilarious and bit awkward because people were staring at us with contempt. But we care less. At least, we make our own memories.
R-
Many Said He Is Insolent
Since I am gay, I thought I should be bit narcissistic of what I looked like once in a while. I digged this out of my high school yearbook as a senior. I did not realize that at my age, I was ... hot. I'd fuck myself. Now I understood why I was with Todd (not Newman) for 2 years and half back in 1990-92.
Here is the picture. Time changed. I aged. I became sort of an ugly thing to deal with. It is OK. I'm not complaining. Actually, I should complain. I had been trying so hard. Perhaps I'll find a solution in matter of months.
OH, yeah, I knew of 5 people asking me about my ex back in high school - freshman year at Gallaudet. They wondered what he looked like. Since Todd abandoned me for his "heterosexual life" in order to appease his parents' wishes, thus hurting me in the process. I thought that posting his pictures are justified. So here it is. This is Todd, ain't he cute? Too bad he lacked the spine to stand up against his parents.I remembered our first fuck -- it was hot, sweaty and 5 hours of slow-moving actions. We had butterfly in our stomaches. WE were shaking badly. The kisses were very slow, wet and intimate. The next morning, I was so fucking tired and we were forced to attend his damned church. Todd was in the Choir. I stared at him, he was lethargic and we matched our stares on each other -- then Todd's mother used her hand to cut our staring ties which startled me back to reality -- that moment, I knew she began to suspect. I mean, Todd was staring at me all morning ... and I was, too. Love sucks. I saw one quote that reads: "Love is for Losers". Made me smile, though.
Well, in the next few entries is very politically explosive -- McFly and I had been reading an article, written by a former Republican Conservative who pretty much attacked the ideals of Republicans and Conservative pricks. Stay tuned.
R-
My Aunt & Uncle: Helen & Billy
Today, according to my cousin Mary, there was an article in Richmond Times-Dispatch about the Silent Lunch on Wednesdays from 11 AM to 2 PM at the Shops at Willow Lawn's food court. My parents and relatives are somewhat devoted attendees of Silent Lunch. I rarely go. I just could not care less, really.
Watching hearing people trying to fingerspell a word in very slow manner makes me bored. Like Rosey Goodman did before when someone tried to fingerspell so slow, she turned her head away in the midst of his attempt to fingerspell to demonstrate that she is not interested nor had the time to put up with the shit. Suffice to say, the guy were stumped.
But certainly not my parents and my relatives, they can be so ... insanely patient. They can go 4 hours of enduring a person fingerspelling a whole 9-word sentence! Of course, I'm exaggerating.
It took 15 years for Richmond Times-Dispatch to realize that there is Silent Lunch at The Shops at Willow Lawn. Pretty impressive, is it? Silent Lunch gatherings rarely cancelled its events on Wednesdays. Very rarely. But it is nice to see that my uncle and aunt was mentioned in the article as well. You can see my aunt sitting in blue shirt. I am certain that my sister is the one wearing black shirt next to Peggy Norwood.
Aunt Helen is quite a character. She is feisty woman whom I am proud to have as Aunt. She was stricken with Polio disease a long time ago but she did not let it stop her from doing whatever she wanted to do what is on her mind. I vividly remembered going to the Richmond Club of the Deaf in Downtown Richmond. The clubhouse is situated on 2nd floor (really, if you look at the building itself, it is third floor by the modern's standards due to the fact that the building has the high ceiling on the first floor.
Due to the lack of laws, Helen had to abandon her wheelchair on the bottom of the long stairway and drag herself on the top of the floor -- without picking up a dirt on her dress. She was simply professional in what she does. And by the way, she does it so fast. She can zoom all the way to the top as it did not drain her energies -- imagine this -- using her arms to move up the stairs by the rails is not easy thing to do.
It is as if nobody can deny her the right to be in that place, not even the stairs would deny her! AT the top of the floor, there was crutches for her to get around. But when it is time to go home, she zoomed down the stairs without falling by using her arms to control herself with the rails. Some people would be worried about her going up and down the stairs, but not me. I know she'll manage just fine. After all, she had been doing it for the rest of her life.
That is my Aunt Helen.
Cheers,
R-
Watching hearing people trying to fingerspell a word in very slow manner makes me bored. Like Rosey Goodman did before when someone tried to fingerspell so slow, she turned her head away in the midst of his attempt to fingerspell to demonstrate that she is not interested nor had the time to put up with the shit. Suffice to say, the guy were stumped.
But certainly not my parents and my relatives, they can be so ... insanely patient. They can go 4 hours of enduring a person fingerspelling a whole 9-word sentence! Of course, I'm exaggerating.
It took 15 years for Richmond Times-Dispatch to realize that there is Silent Lunch at The Shops at Willow Lawn. Pretty impressive, is it? Silent Lunch gatherings rarely cancelled its events on Wednesdays. Very rarely. But it is nice to see that my uncle and aunt was mentioned in the article as well. You can see my aunt sitting in blue shirt. I am certain that my sister is the one wearing black shirt next to Peggy Norwood.
Aunt Helen is quite a character. She is feisty woman whom I am proud to have as Aunt. She was stricken with Polio disease a long time ago but she did not let it stop her from doing whatever she wanted to do what is on her mind. I vividly remembered going to the Richmond Club of the Deaf in Downtown Richmond. The clubhouse is situated on 2nd floor (really, if you look at the building itself, it is third floor by the modern's standards due to the fact that the building has the high ceiling on the first floor.
Due to the lack of laws, Helen had to abandon her wheelchair on the bottom of the long stairway and drag herself on the top of the floor -- without picking up a dirt on her dress. She was simply professional in what she does. And by the way, she does it so fast. She can zoom all the way to the top as it did not drain her energies -- imagine this -- using her arms to move up the stairs by the rails is not easy thing to do.
It is as if nobody can deny her the right to be in that place, not even the stairs would deny her! AT the top of the floor, there was crutches for her to get around. But when it is time to go home, she zoomed down the stairs without falling by using her arms to control herself with the rails. Some people would be worried about her going up and down the stairs, but not me. I know she'll manage just fine. After all, she had been doing it for the rest of her life.
That is my Aunt Helen.
Cheers,
R-
6.28.05 Tidbits
What Noble Agenda! Our brave soldiers detained children from Afghanistan and Iraq for many months without pressing a charge. And in the process tortured children as well. What a noble act of American soldiers.
ABC Is Coward! There was supposed to be a reality show called "The Neighborhood" where the producers went to Austin to follow three families, who are white and conservatives, who gets to pick a family to move in their neighborhood -- they had to choose not another white, conservative family -- they had to choose families that are African Americans, Hispanci and Asian, two gay white men who adopted a black child, a couple covered in tattoos and piercings, a couple who met at the woman's initiation as a witch and last, a poor white trailer trash family. This was a way to expose the real feelings of racism and prejudice amongst the conservative families. Family Research Council cried because they knew that this program will rip their concept of racist foundations apart to a point where the ABC decided to pull it off.
This would prove that I was right all along -- that Conservatives are racists, Xenophobic and homophobic by all means.
ABC News Reported That Fake Applause Occurred: During the Bush's Address, ABC News' Terry Moran reported that the fake applause occurred when his White House advance team started to clap on their own in an attempt to bait the US soldiers to applaud when Bush paused. It just confirmed what I believed all along. White House is filled with phony people trying to manipulate the mass that they are doing good job. They are not.
Get this? The picture on your left is merely the concept of what I do to people that disparaged me, my friends and innocent persons. When people made an indirect or direct threat on me and my sanity, I shall regroup and figure out a way ... then in the end, I shall do this to you, figuratively speaking if you do not get the drift.
It is amusing that there are people out there who are devoted to smear me of my integrity and reputation (like I have some!) in person or online. Do they have their own life? I guess not. I do not sugarcoat things. I say as it is. If you do not like it at all, click on the "X" on the top of your right corner. Simply put.
Why worry about me? Dale Patterson claimed on another thread, "I'll be in your neck of the woods for a few days in December. I know where you live and what you look like." (Woods? Can a fatso tubbo weave through the heavy forest? I digress.)
My response: Hey Dale, I'm talking to you -- you fatso tubbo -- your threats are cheap, fatso. I can feel the yellow line up my spine, being scared of your threats. Not! May I make a suggestion? Get off the internet, get a job to support your so-called trailer trash family of yours (last time I heard, you stayed at home while your wife has to work to support your fat ass!) instead of making threats on me -- I heard that you called the Homeland Security on me -- oooh, I'm so scared.
Off To The District! Tomorrow, I'll stray off to the District to visit few people -- Imel, the Newmans and Merritt's Housewarming Party. Yep, I'm going up to Frederick, MD to hang out with Todd all day long. It is past overdue. Cannot wait to see him, Dyan, Tayla and the Mighty Thor. Not to mention that I will get to see Todd's sister for the first time in years.
Travelling Too Much? It was not charted nor planned this way. I got to travel to DC, Las Vegas, New York, Toronto, then DC twice in July. Then I might head up to Gibson, Penn for Hillside Campground -- then to Rehoboth Beach in the first weekend of August. I might head to Fire Island in August if I am up to it. I will return to New York for the weekend.
I am working on a plan to visit Roz & Chrysty in Austin in September. At the same time, it'd be cool to meet the infamous Netrox. I also wanted to fly westward to Phoenix to check on Zoe, Jon and Chlms as well as seeing VeeVee and Deaf258 ... perhaps in October or November.
And Chris just asked me if I'm in mood to go with him to ... Montreal, Quebec maybe in August? Of course, I'm interested! And one more thing ... I want to head down to New Orleans for Southern Decadence -- I heard the horror stories about it and want to verify this for myself for once and for all.
The Summer of 2005 may be the busiest one ever for me.
Cheers,
R-
ABC Is Coward! There was supposed to be a reality show called "The Neighborhood" where the producers went to Austin to follow three families, who are white and conservatives, who gets to pick a family to move in their neighborhood -- they had to choose not another white, conservative family -- they had to choose families that are African Americans, Hispanci and Asian, two gay white men who adopted a black child, a couple covered in tattoos and piercings, a couple who met at the woman's initiation as a witch and last, a poor white trailer trash family. This was a way to expose the real feelings of racism and prejudice amongst the conservative families. Family Research Council cried because they knew that this program will rip their concept of racist foundations apart to a point where the ABC decided to pull it off.
This would prove that I was right all along -- that Conservatives are racists, Xenophobic and homophobic by all means.
ABC News Reported That Fake Applause Occurred: During the Bush's Address, ABC News' Terry Moran reported that the fake applause occurred when his White House advance team started to clap on their own in an attempt to bait the US soldiers to applaud when Bush paused. It just confirmed what I believed all along. White House is filled with phony people trying to manipulate the mass that they are doing good job. They are not.
Get this? The picture on your left is merely the concept of what I do to people that disparaged me, my friends and innocent persons. When people made an indirect or direct threat on me and my sanity, I shall regroup and figure out a way ... then in the end, I shall do this to you, figuratively speaking if you do not get the drift.
It is amusing that there are people out there who are devoted to smear me of my integrity and reputation (like I have some!) in person or online. Do they have their own life? I guess not. I do not sugarcoat things. I say as it is. If you do not like it at all, click on the "X" on the top of your right corner. Simply put.
Why worry about me? Dale Patterson claimed on another thread, "I'll be in your neck of the woods for a few days in December. I know where you live and what you look like." (Woods? Can a fatso tubbo weave through the heavy forest? I digress.)
My response: Hey Dale, I'm talking to you -- you fatso tubbo -- your threats are cheap, fatso. I can feel the yellow line up my spine, being scared of your threats. Not! May I make a suggestion? Get off the internet, get a job to support your so-called trailer trash family of yours (last time I heard, you stayed at home while your wife has to work to support your fat ass!) instead of making threats on me -- I heard that you called the Homeland Security on me -- oooh, I'm so scared.
Off To The District! Tomorrow, I'll stray off to the District to visit few people -- Imel, the Newmans and Merritt's Housewarming Party. Yep, I'm going up to Frederick, MD to hang out with Todd all day long. It is past overdue. Cannot wait to see him, Dyan, Tayla and the Mighty Thor. Not to mention that I will get to see Todd's sister for the first time in years.
Travelling Too Much? It was not charted nor planned this way. I got to travel to DC, Las Vegas, New York, Toronto, then DC twice in July. Then I might head up to Gibson, Penn for Hillside Campground -- then to Rehoboth Beach in the first weekend of August. I might head to Fire Island in August if I am up to it. I will return to New York for the weekend.
I am working on a plan to visit Roz & Chrysty in Austin in September. At the same time, it'd be cool to meet the infamous Netrox. I also wanted to fly westward to Phoenix to check on Zoe, Jon and Chlms as well as seeing VeeVee and Deaf258 ... perhaps in October or November.
And Chris just asked me if I'm in mood to go with him to ... Montreal, Quebec maybe in August? Of course, I'm interested! And one more thing ... I want to head down to New Orleans for Southern Decadence -- I heard the horror stories about it and want to verify this for myself for once and for all.
The Summer of 2005 may be the busiest one ever for me.
Cheers,
R-
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