Friday, March 31, 2006
Spanking the Monkey
Ok, guys, no need to laugh. We all do it! "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" to those who deny doing self-gratification.
Some time ago, I shopped around at The Leather Rack, just to see what they had in store. I came across some lubricants that had some interesting names. I dunno what made me think of them now but I googled them and thought to share them with you.
Stroke 29, a masturbation cream, is supposed to be one of the best creams around for self-gratification. Supposedly, after you slab on this cream lubricant, around the 29th stroke, you're supposed to experience an aroused sensation. Or in another words, the longer you stroke, the better it gets.
Read Freddy and Eddy's review on Stroke 29.
The fact that Stroke 29 has aloe vera, that's supposed to be some comfort for those who chafe easily.
Now, I had to laugh at this one. It truly looks like a little tub of butter you'd buy at the grocery store, like Blue Bonnet.
Now, I'm not sure what ingredients are in other lubricants but Boy Butter makes it clear that it contains vegetable oil. Hmm, is that good for our joysticks?
Jack Jelly is another competing silicon-based lubricant also promising enhanced sensation. I had to laugh at Meo's cautionary note:
Please jack off responsibly.
So, self-gratification should be fun, right? So, stop spitting into your palms and lather up with some creamy lubricants! Happy spanking!
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Imagine if you actually saw this ad for Viagra here in America!
Hat tip: towleroad & creativecriminal
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Dursley Davies
Check out the cute & sexy underwear outfits for men, especially the packages!
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ta ta...
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Some time ago, I shopped around at The Leather Rack, just to see what they had in store. I came across some lubricants that had some interesting names. I dunno what made me think of them now but I googled them and thought to share them with you.
Stroke 29, a masturbation cream, is supposed to be one of the best creams around for self-gratification. Supposedly, after you slab on this cream lubricant, around the 29th stroke, you're supposed to experience an aroused sensation. Or in another words, the longer you stroke, the better it gets.
Read Freddy and Eddy's review on Stroke 29.
The fact that Stroke 29 has aloe vera, that's supposed to be some comfort for those who chafe easily.
Now, I had to laugh at this one. It truly looks like a little tub of butter you'd buy at the grocery store, like Blue Bonnet.
Now, I'm not sure what ingredients are in other lubricants but Boy Butter makes it clear that it contains vegetable oil. Hmm, is that good for our joysticks?
Jack Jelly is another competing silicon-based lubricant also promising enhanced sensation. I had to laugh at Meo's cautionary note:
Please jack off responsibly.
So, self-gratification should be fun, right? So, stop spitting into your palms and lather up with some creamy lubricants! Happy spanking!
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Imagine if you actually saw this ad for Viagra here in America!
Hat tip: towleroad & creativecriminal
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Check out the cute & sexy underwear outfits for men, especially the packages!
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ta ta...
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Thursday, March 30, 2006
Deaf Etiquette
Some time ago, KT asked me a simple question that caused me to ponder for a moment. I thought I'd expand the question into a few questions. First, lemme explain the scenario.
Before I begin, we all know that hearing people can talk to one another regardless of any barriers, (through doors, crowded people, etc.) with the exception of noises. The loudness of background noise will determine whether hearing people will continue talking or cease.
Deaf people's mode of communication is signs. Therefore, one aspect, an important one, of signing is the use of eyes for communication and reception of another's conversation.
Setting: The Metro
Granted, there are peak times when the Metro cars are packed. If you're sitting across the aisle from someone else, carrying on a conversation in signs is generally impossible or suspended until there is more space for people to spread out.
Now, the scenario I want to direct your attention is when the Metro isn't packed. You're sitting across the aisle from a Deaf friend/significant other/relative/whatever. You've come across a Metro stop. People get off and then other people get on. You're carrying on a conversation. In come a person or two and they've decided to stand, during the ride, instead of sitting down, even when there are seats available.
Now, this person just decided to park him/herself right in front of your field of vision, preventing you from carrying on a conversation. You're thinking, "my gawd, you must be oblivious to see that there are people carrying on a conversation in signs". Perhaps, this person does see it but just doesn't give a rat's ass about it. You know how people in DC can be! Perhaps, this person is just extremely ignorant to understand that there is a need for spatial clearance in order for Deaf people carry a conversation.
Generally, what I'll do, and I've seen other Deafies do this as well, is lean a bit to the side until eye contact is made with the recipient and the conversation continues. If the person in the middle moves, we'll lean to the other side and resume. I'm laughing about it right now because this is just hilarious, thinking about it.
Now, the question, is the person blocking our view rude or just plain ignorant? Sure, we'd like to say that this person is rude and ignorant. However, if you had to pick one and apply it, which would you pick? Rude? Ignorant? Or is this something that Deaf people should just 'bite the bullet' and accept it as a reality of life?
Another question I'd like to pose is that if a person was blocking your view, would you tap that person to get outta the way, politely, so you can continue the conversation? (Of course, there is the possibility of that person refusing to comply. You know DC people *area*) Would you just hold the conversation until the visual barrier is removed?
Or is there another method you would choose to clear the visual blockage? Do tell!
ta ta...
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Before I begin, we all know that hearing people can talk to one another regardless of any barriers, (through doors, crowded people, etc.) with the exception of noises. The loudness of background noise will determine whether hearing people will continue talking or cease.
Deaf people's mode of communication is signs. Therefore, one aspect, an important one, of signing is the use of eyes for communication and reception of another's conversation.
Setting: The Metro
Granted, there are peak times when the Metro cars are packed. If you're sitting across the aisle from someone else, carrying on a conversation in signs is generally impossible or suspended until there is more space for people to spread out.
Now, the scenario I want to direct your attention is when the Metro isn't packed. You're sitting across the aisle from a Deaf friend/significant other/relative/whatever. You've come across a Metro stop. People get off and then other people get on. You're carrying on a conversation. In come a person or two and they've decided to stand, during the ride, instead of sitting down, even when there are seats available.
Now, this person just decided to park him/herself right in front of your field of vision, preventing you from carrying on a conversation. You're thinking, "my gawd, you must be oblivious to see that there are people carrying on a conversation in signs". Perhaps, this person does see it but just doesn't give a rat's ass about it. You know how people in DC can be! Perhaps, this person is just extremely ignorant to understand that there is a need for spatial clearance in order for Deaf people carry a conversation.
Generally, what I'll do, and I've seen other Deafies do this as well, is lean a bit to the side until eye contact is made with the recipient and the conversation continues. If the person in the middle moves, we'll lean to the other side and resume. I'm laughing about it right now because this is just hilarious, thinking about it.
Now, the question, is the person blocking our view rude or just plain ignorant? Sure, we'd like to say that this person is rude and ignorant. However, if you had to pick one and apply it, which would you pick? Rude? Ignorant? Or is this something that Deaf people should just 'bite the bullet' and accept it as a reality of life?
Another question I'd like to pose is that if a person was blocking your view, would you tap that person to get outta the way, politely, so you can continue the conversation? (Of course, there is the possibility of that person refusing to comply. You know DC people *area*) Would you just hold the conversation until the visual barrier is removed?
Or is there another method you would choose to clear the visual blockage? Do tell!
ta ta...
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Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Profanity
Are people cussing nowdays than before? Or is it simply that our access to technology and media has enabled us to notice vulgar words more than before?
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Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Update of Ulf Hedberg and Custody Case
Below is the update of Ulf Hedberg, who works at Gallaudet Archives, in regards to the custody case in Maryland, involving his son as well as his partner, Blaise Delahoussaye.
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Court Lifts Ruling That Forced Gay Couple To Split Up Over Child
by 365Gay.com Newscenter Staff
March 28, 2006 - 3:00 pm ET
(Annapolis, Maryland) A Maryland court on Tuesday lifted a custody restriction prohibiting a gay father from residing with his life partner.
The court ruled that the restriction, which was imposed by a Virginia court, was harmful to Ulf Hedberg’s 13 year-old son.
The judge found that the child did not understand why his stepparent, Blaise Delahoussaye, was forced to move out of the family home and was upset and saddened by his absence.
“This is an important ruling which acknowledges the best interest of the child," said attorney Susan Silber who represented Hedberg.
"The Virginia custody order restricting the couple’s shared residence did not benefit the child, but instead harmed him,” said Silber.
The judge found that Delahoussaye, the father's partner, was a well-respected leader in the deaf/blind community, and a fit stepparent. The judge also found no evidence of any harm to the child that would be caused by Delahoussaye moving back into the family home.
Hedberg and his ex-wife, residents of Virginia at the time, separated when their son was four years old. For the next five-and-a-half years, the child lived with Hedberg and his partner, Blaise Delahoussaye, in a suburban Virginia home the couple purchased together.
The home had a back yard and was near a good school, Hedberg says. Together, the two men provided a stable loving home, he said.
After the boy's mother moved to Florida, she petitioned for custody. A Virginia court issued an order giving Hedberg physical custody of the boy but requiring Delahoussaye to move out of the family's home.
The Virginia court based its decision on that state's sodomy law, which was struck down, along with 12 others nationwide, in the U.S. Supreme Court ruling in 2003.
In order to maintain two separate residences, the couple sold their house and moved into smaller apartments in Maryland.
Hedberg filed a petition to remove the custody restriction on the grounds that it had diminished the child's quality of life and deprived him of a stable two-parent home. A Maryland trial court initially denied Hedberg's request, holding that it had no authority to modify the order. In January, 2005, however, the Maryland Court of Special Appeals reversed and remanded the case for an evidentiary hearing on whether removing the restriction was in the child's best interest. Silber, the National Center for Lesbian Rights, and Lambda Legal represented Hedberg in the appeal. (story)
Tuesday's ruling came at the close of an evidentiary hearing in which Hedberg presented evidence about the negative impact of the restriction on his son and the child's positive relationship with Delahoussaye.
©365Gay.com 2006
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Court Lifts Ruling That Forced Gay Couple To Split Up Over Child
by 365Gay.com Newscenter Staff
March 28, 2006 - 3:00 pm ET
(Annapolis, Maryland) A Maryland court on Tuesday lifted a custody restriction prohibiting a gay father from residing with his life partner.
The court ruled that the restriction, which was imposed by a Virginia court, was harmful to Ulf Hedberg’s 13 year-old son.
The judge found that the child did not understand why his stepparent, Blaise Delahoussaye, was forced to move out of the family home and was upset and saddened by his absence.
“This is an important ruling which acknowledges the best interest of the child," said attorney Susan Silber who represented Hedberg.
"The Virginia custody order restricting the couple’s shared residence did not benefit the child, but instead harmed him,” said Silber.
The judge found that Delahoussaye, the father's partner, was a well-respected leader in the deaf/blind community, and a fit stepparent. The judge also found no evidence of any harm to the child that would be caused by Delahoussaye moving back into the family home.
Hedberg and his ex-wife, residents of Virginia at the time, separated when their son was four years old. For the next five-and-a-half years, the child lived with Hedberg and his partner, Blaise Delahoussaye, in a suburban Virginia home the couple purchased together.
The home had a back yard and was near a good school, Hedberg says. Together, the two men provided a stable loving home, he said.
After the boy's mother moved to Florida, she petitioned for custody. A Virginia court issued an order giving Hedberg physical custody of the boy but requiring Delahoussaye to move out of the family's home.
The Virginia court based its decision on that state's sodomy law, which was struck down, along with 12 others nationwide, in the U.S. Supreme Court ruling in 2003.
In order to maintain two separate residences, the couple sold their house and moved into smaller apartments in Maryland.
Hedberg filed a petition to remove the custody restriction on the grounds that it had diminished the child's quality of life and deprived him of a stable two-parent home. A Maryland trial court initially denied Hedberg's request, holding that it had no authority to modify the order. In January, 2005, however, the Maryland Court of Special Appeals reversed and remanded the case for an evidentiary hearing on whether removing the restriction was in the child's best interest. Silber, the National Center for Lesbian Rights, and Lambda Legal represented Hedberg in the appeal. (story)
Tuesday's ruling came at the close of an evidentiary hearing in which Hedberg presented evidence about the negative impact of the restriction on his son and the child's positive relationship with Delahoussaye.
©365Gay.com 2006
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Deafies on TV
According to forwarded emails:
Marc Bowman, Deaf, from Atlanta, will guest star on ER (NBC). He is a member of a Deaf performing group, Wild Zappers.
Originally, it was scheduled for April 6th. Instead, it will aired on March 30th.
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Phil Janes and Mark Nathanson will be on Extreme Makeover on April 20th (ABC, 8pm).
Tune in!
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Marc Bowman, Deaf, from Atlanta, will guest star on ER (NBC). He is a member of a Deaf performing group, Wild Zappers.
Originally, it was scheduled for April 6th. Instead, it will aired on March 30th.
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Phil Janes and Mark Nathanson will be on Extreme Makeover on April 20th (ABC, 8pm).
Tune in!
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Revolutions
Wednesday, Thursday and Friday of last week was spent at a conference, Revolutions in Sign Language Studies: Linguistics, Literature, Literacy, at Gallaudet University.
Linguistics, Wednesday's focus, was a bit dry for many of us, except for those with a love for linguistics, particularly neuro-linguistics.
Literature was better, although it was more of a review for me and other graduate students of ASL & Deaf Studies as Drs. Ben Bahan and Dirksen Bauman lectured.
There was a performance night on Thursday. I guess I might have had high expectations for performances. I really wasn't impressed with any of the performances there, except Bridget Klein's, which she paid a memorial tribute to Facundo Montenegro, who passed away from lung cancer in November.
Friday was really interesting as some of the lectures, such as by Raychelle Harris and Dr. MJ Bienvenu, were on academic ASL. This is a breakthrough as various Deaf- & ASL-related fields and departments are working towards higher expectations of their students and instructors to conduct lectures, tests and "papers", via video, in academic ASL.
I loved it when Raychelle Harris addressed that stereotype that Deafies have fourth grade reading skills and everything else that is at the fourth grade level. She said, it's really the teachers that have fourth grade signing skills. You can say that again!
Oh, I could just go on and on but better save that for my paper as I need to do one about the conference for a class.
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News of the Day:
Christian group boycotts Wal-Mart for the sale of Brokeback Mountain. Christian group says Wal-Mart is becoming too worldly.
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ta ta for now...
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Linguistics, Wednesday's focus, was a bit dry for many of us, except for those with a love for linguistics, particularly neuro-linguistics.
Literature was better, although it was more of a review for me and other graduate students of ASL & Deaf Studies as Drs. Ben Bahan and Dirksen Bauman lectured.
There was a performance night on Thursday. I guess I might have had high expectations for performances. I really wasn't impressed with any of the performances there, except Bridget Klein's, which she paid a memorial tribute to Facundo Montenegro, who passed away from lung cancer in November.
Friday was really interesting as some of the lectures, such as by Raychelle Harris and Dr. MJ Bienvenu, were on academic ASL. This is a breakthrough as various Deaf- & ASL-related fields and departments are working towards higher expectations of their students and instructors to conduct lectures, tests and "papers", via video, in academic ASL.
I loved it when Raychelle Harris addressed that stereotype that Deafies have fourth grade reading skills and everything else that is at the fourth grade level. She said, it's really the teachers that have fourth grade signing skills. You can say that again!
Oh, I could just go on and on but better save that for my paper as I need to do one about the conference for a class.
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News of the Day:
Christian group boycotts Wal-Mart for the sale of Brokeback Mountain. Christian group says Wal-Mart is becoming too worldly.
*****
ta ta for now...
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Monday, March 27, 2006
Vegas
Las Vegas was awesome! KT and I went there for Spring Break. It was our early graduation gift to each other. Some have asked us, why not go after graduation? The reason is because afterwards, we'll be busy with job hunts, which may come with a possible relocation. Plus, we really needed a vacation...like now, not later!
We flew there on a Saturday and got on a shuttle. Since we were staying at the Stratosphere, which was at one end of the Strip, we got to see all the big hotels on the Strip as people were being dropped off. I don't think I've seen such a cluster of hotels of magnificent size before.
The Stratosphere is like...wow! The hotel claimed to have the largest observation deck in the tower of the nation. It sure doesn't feel like that to me. Anyways, the hotel was nice with friendly staff and a plethora of casino games. We liked everything about the hotel (they even provided the "Deaf kit", with a TTY, flashing box to attach to a lamp for the front door, fire alarm, etc.), except two things. Their TV's had limited channels. You had about maybe 10 channels to view and two of them were about how to play certain card games and a "tour" of the Strip. The other thing was that their pool had limited hours. The pool was closed at 6pm. We found this to be a similar closing time of pools in other hotels. That is such a bummer.
Overall, Las Vegas is nice with plenty of things to do. We walked the whole 4 miles of the Strip, almost everyday, and checked out many hotels. Mandalay Bay was just elegant! Luxor was interesting with Egyptian motifs. I just know Rachella would just have a blast here. The Excalibur and Treasure Island were cute hotels. I found MGM to be interesting because it wasn't as nice as everyone, who have been to Las Vegas before, portrayed it. Wynn was elegant as well. New York-New York was eye-catching as there were many things to check out. The Venetian was interesting. Inside, the ceiling was painting to make you feel that you were outside. For a moment, it actually felt real. You could tell Frontier was one of the oldest hotels there, although popular. Circus Circus was cute, although Slots A Fun was cheaper to play.
Tuesday night, we went to see Zumanity, an erotic show by Cirque du Soleil. We were told previously, by a Deafie, that this show was ok. We asked if he had an interpreter and he replied no. We called ahead and got an interpreter. It does make a difference! The show opened with some of the casts interacting with the audience. Dildos were shown. Boobies were flashed. Sexual innuedoes here and there. The people there were just really open about sexuality. One of the cast members came up to us with the interpreter. He saw us and asked if we were together. We replied yes. He then gestured who was the spanker between us. We replied. Then, he said to call him if we wanted him to join us and left. Silly guy. Another cast member came up to me. He was dressed in a really interesting black costume. He had me stroke his leg, covered in tights, and spank his fanny before moving on.
Zumanity is awesome! There were various "episodes" throughout the show. Some of them were mesmerizing. There was one homoerotic episode with a group of men. The focus was really about 2 men in the group. These 2 men were fighting, yet desiring, each other, while the other men were egging them on to take down the other. If you hadn't researched beforehand, you would not know that these 2 men are real-life partners.
You should definitely check it out if you ever get to Las Vegas!
We like the show so much that we wanted to check out another show by the Cirque. We really wanted to see O but that was sold out. We were told that Ka wasn't all that great. So, we bought tickets to Mystere.
Mystere was cool with various acrobatic shows. The costumes were eye-catching. The stage design was really interesting. There was also a homoerotic episode with 2 guys doing "edge of your seat" acrobats with each other.
Overall, it was worth seeing it.
Being in Las Vegas just means you need to be smart about things. It's a good idea to stroll throughout the Strip and become familiar about things and prices. Drinks are free in the casinos...as long as you're playing. Heck, I had been drinking all day, each day. Imagine the amount of money I would've been spending on the amount of drinks I had. I was drinking margaritas for 75 cents. Other people were drinking margaritas between $3.75 to $20, if not more. The reason for this is because they wanted those "foot/yard long" plastic containers for their drinks. I didn't get one because I knew they would end up in the trash. I opted for the 16 oz. lime margaritas for just 3 shiny quarters each.
Oh yeah, Las Vegas has one of the most flexible laws on alcohol. You know that if you were drinking alcohol in public, you'll be arrested. This is not so in LV. I remember when I first saw one person drinking in public, I nudged KT and said that I couldn't believe that this one person had the guts to drink in public. Then, I noticed that everyone else was also drinking in public. People were drinking on the sidewalks, in the malls, everywhere! The same went for smoking. Heck, some of the restrooms had ashtrays next to the urinals and in the stalls. Heck, you could smoke in the malls, which is something you'll never see elsewhere.
Oh yeah, take advantage of the reward/comp program wherever you play games. Each time you play games, you'll be rewarded points. These points can be applied to various "prizes" offered by the casinos in the hotels. We had our meals taken care of for most of the week.
Yeah, we played the slot machines and card games. We won and lost some money. The money won were spent shopping, the Mystere show and of course, more games. It's addicting! Again, it just pays to be smart about games.
We had a grand time in Las Vegas. Already, we need another vacation!
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Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Chuck
Congratulations to Chuck for appearing on the cover of MetroWeekly. I believe he's the third Deaf guy to appear on the cover. (Correct me if I'm wrong.)
Click here to preview his interview.
Again, congrats!
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CobraFest
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Blame the Gays
A rabbi has blamed gay people for the cause of the bird flu.
Nuts, isn't he?
People just love making gays the scapegoats.
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Nuts, isn't he?
People just love making gays the scapegoats.
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Cliffie's Farewell
I uploaded pictures from the camera last night and did not see any pictures that KT and I took during Cliff's farewell. I was like, oh no no no!
KT thinks he might've uploaded them into a file before we left for Vegas. I hope so! We'll check it out tonight.
It was a weird feeling to go to a farewell gathering for Cliff, a best friend of mine.
I mean, this is the guy I met at my second semester at Gallaudet, his first. We were both auditioning for a play, Any Number Can Die, to be directed by Angela V. Farrand.
We both get our respective parts. In this play, Cliff was the murderer and I was his first victim. Anyways, during rehersals, I struck up a conversation with Cliff because he was a flaming queen, even though he was acting like he didn't know it. However, Cliff was shy. So, Andy, another actor, and I were purposely carrying out a conversation in front of Cliff as to determine if he was a top or a bottom. Cliff was like, do you mind? Then, we started talking from there and our friendship bloomed as well.
Then, we both pledged for Alpha Sigma Pi. It was so funny because we both kept this secret from each other. Then, that night we when got picked up for the pledge period, we saw each other and just had to laugh. Thank goodness we had each other because it was such a trying time! However, looking back, it was also such a memorable time at Gallaudet.
Then, not long after we became brothers, we became roommates. Boy, did we learn each other's habits...fast! Overall, we got along well. Cliff was the best roommate I've ever had. We rarely fought or got mad with each other. That was, until I started dating KT, it became World War III. However, we were able to iron out our issues and remained friends.
(It was around this time after we became brothers, that we started to hang out with Kekua. Initially, I didn't like Kekua because, first of all, he was my stuck-up RA. One night, he decided to do room inspection and I KNEW he was targeting me. I had a roommate who was a minor. On my side of the dorm room, I had my little refrigerator. When Kekua flashed the lights to access the room, I opened the door. He made a beeline to the refrigerator. He turned to me and told me to open it. I opened it and in there were my bottles of beer. He said, you have a roommate, who is a minor, therefore, you cannot have alcohol in your room. Please surrender the beer. Oh, I was livid!
Another reason why I didn't like him was because we both liked one guy. He wasn't getting attention from us two, he was getting attention from a lot of other guys as well. However, we just didn't like that this particular guy was getting attention from either one of us.
It all changed that night the pledges became brothers. After celebration, Cliff and I teamed together and bombarded Kekua, who was quite inebriated, if he was a fag like us. After stammering for a few minutes, he finally came out. From there, the 3 of us celebrated and became close friends. Bitchy queens too... Clitch and Witch, remember all those slappings we used to do?)
We did some crazy stuff! We've been in situations where we've had to escape to safety. (Don't ask.) We've laughed to the point where tears were coming out of our eyes or where we were gasping for breaths. We've had some crazy people trying to get into our room and we'd be sitting on our beds, pretending we're not there. If something happened, we'd paged each other like crazy and be like "where the HELL are you? Get over here, now! I hafta tell ya something! Emergency!" In other words, we had a grand time at Gallaudet that we'll never forget!
Life after Gallaudet didn't cease our friendship. We continued to hang out and shared news with each other. Life happened. We got jobs, dated (no, not each other), moved, had bills to pay, dealt with shit, etc. We were still friends.
Well, I was thinking all these things during the farewell. It was weird because all this time, his dreadlocks had been growing. Well, the night of the farewell, he had them chopped off. He reminded me of that young Cliff that I first met.
First, we started off with dinner at Dakota Cowgirl, formerly Hamburger Mary's. It was good to see a good turnout, wishing Cliff well in his future endeavors. Afterwards, we headed up to Titans for drinks and a chance to spend those last moments with Cliff. I think there was a bigger turnout then.
After the gathering, KT and I drove Cliff to pick up his luggages. He stayed overnight with us, since we both had to get up early in the morning to fly out to our respective destinations. At DCA, I just gave him a long hard hug and wished him well before we went our ways.
Well, it's been more than a week since he left for Arizona. It is weird, knowing that he's no longer close by. Although, I know we'll keep in touch regularly via AIM or text messages. We've been doing that, even when he was living in town.
Ah well, Kekua and I will just have to make do with ourselves.
I just hope that Cliff will enjoy himself and feel "at home" in Arizona. I wish him well in his future!
Shenananananananah! Get in touch! *wink*
ta ta...
(Hopefully, I'll be able to locate the pictures and post them.)
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KT thinks he might've uploaded them into a file before we left for Vegas. I hope so! We'll check it out tonight.
It was a weird feeling to go to a farewell gathering for Cliff, a best friend of mine.
I mean, this is the guy I met at my second semester at Gallaudet, his first. We were both auditioning for a play, Any Number Can Die, to be directed by Angela V. Farrand.
We both get our respective parts. In this play, Cliff was the murderer and I was his first victim. Anyways, during rehersals, I struck up a conversation with Cliff because he was a flaming queen, even though he was acting like he didn't know it. However, Cliff was shy. So, Andy, another actor, and I were purposely carrying out a conversation in front of Cliff as to determine if he was a top or a bottom. Cliff was like, do you mind? Then, we started talking from there and our friendship bloomed as well.
Then, we both pledged for Alpha Sigma Pi. It was so funny because we both kept this secret from each other. Then, that night we when got picked up for the pledge period, we saw each other and just had to laugh. Thank goodness we had each other because it was such a trying time! However, looking back, it was also such a memorable time at Gallaudet.
Then, not long after we became brothers, we became roommates. Boy, did we learn each other's habits...fast! Overall, we got along well. Cliff was the best roommate I've ever had. We rarely fought or got mad with each other. That was, until I started dating KT, it became World War III. However, we were able to iron out our issues and remained friends.
(It was around this time after we became brothers, that we started to hang out with Kekua. Initially, I didn't like Kekua because, first of all, he was my stuck-up RA. One night, he decided to do room inspection and I KNEW he was targeting me. I had a roommate who was a minor. On my side of the dorm room, I had my little refrigerator. When Kekua flashed the lights to access the room, I opened the door. He made a beeline to the refrigerator. He turned to me and told me to open it. I opened it and in there were my bottles of beer. He said, you have a roommate, who is a minor, therefore, you cannot have alcohol in your room. Please surrender the beer. Oh, I was livid!
Another reason why I didn't like him was because we both liked one guy. He wasn't getting attention from us two, he was getting attention from a lot of other guys as well. However, we just didn't like that this particular guy was getting attention from either one of us.
It all changed that night the pledges became brothers. After celebration, Cliff and I teamed together and bombarded Kekua, who was quite inebriated, if he was a fag like us. After stammering for a few minutes, he finally came out. From there, the 3 of us celebrated and became close friends. Bitchy queens too... Clitch and Witch, remember all those slappings we used to do?)
We did some crazy stuff! We've been in situations where we've had to escape to safety. (Don't ask.) We've laughed to the point where tears were coming out of our eyes or where we were gasping for breaths. We've had some crazy people trying to get into our room and we'd be sitting on our beds, pretending we're not there. If something happened, we'd paged each other like crazy and be like "where the HELL are you? Get over here, now! I hafta tell ya something! Emergency!" In other words, we had a grand time at Gallaudet that we'll never forget!
Life after Gallaudet didn't cease our friendship. We continued to hang out and shared news with each other. Life happened. We got jobs, dated (no, not each other), moved, had bills to pay, dealt with shit, etc. We were still friends.
Well, I was thinking all these things during the farewell. It was weird because all this time, his dreadlocks had been growing. Well, the night of the farewell, he had them chopped off. He reminded me of that young Cliff that I first met.
First, we started off with dinner at Dakota Cowgirl, formerly Hamburger Mary's. It was good to see a good turnout, wishing Cliff well in his future endeavors. Afterwards, we headed up to Titans for drinks and a chance to spend those last moments with Cliff. I think there was a bigger turnout then.
After the gathering, KT and I drove Cliff to pick up his luggages. He stayed overnight with us, since we both had to get up early in the morning to fly out to our respective destinations. At DCA, I just gave him a long hard hug and wished him well before we went our ways.
Well, it's been more than a week since he left for Arizona. It is weird, knowing that he's no longer close by. Although, I know we'll keep in touch regularly via AIM or text messages. We've been doing that, even when he was living in town.
Ah well, Kekua and I will just have to make do with ourselves.
I just hope that Cliff will enjoy himself and feel "at home" in Arizona. I wish him well in his future!
Shenananananananah! Get in touch! *wink*
ta ta...
(Hopefully, I'll be able to locate the pictures and post them.)
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Monday, March 20, 2006
Movie & Book Reviews
I will talk about Las Vegas soon. I wanted to post this entry and Cliff's farewell before I do one about Las Vegas. Plus, I gotta upload some pictures from the camera.
Memoirs of a Geisha started off great and interesting. However, towards the end, it just kinda dragged on and on about traditions and her attempts to get the man Sayuri really wanted. You could learn all about geisha and their culture and training within the first half of the book. Now, I'm not so sure if I really wanna see the movie.
Pi was an odd movie to begin with. However, I just could not sit through the movie to the end. I just had to stop it! The movie just could not hold my attention. Anyone else see this movie?
I liked The Living End. It's a film about 2 guys, Jon and Luke. Jon is a writer. Luke is a hustler, a bad boy with a leather jacket. Jon just discovered that he is HIV+. Jon goes out driving and tries to figure out what to do next with his life. Luke gets in trouble with some guys and escapes, which he ends up in front of Jon's car in the street. He jumps in and tells Jon to drive off.
So, here they meet and fall in love. Jon discovers that Luke is HIV+ as well. Luke tells Jon that they gotta grab life "by the balls". So, they go on a road trip. At various stops, Luke causes trouble, like robbing stores or whatnots. They escape. Jon gets upset and Luke comforts him and they'll be ok again. Then, the pattern occurs again.
At the end, Jon has had enough of Luke's antics. Before Jon leaves, Luke puts them in a dangerous situation. When it's over, Jon slaps Luke and walks away. However, in a moment, Jon returns and stays with Luke.
It's an interesting but cheap movie. It's grainy in some parts. The black-outs/fade-outs are too long, where it'll make you wonder if the movie is over or not. One thing that made me vee this movie is that Luke always has a cigarette in his mouth. He doesn't smoke. He just likes having one in his mouth.
Sometimes I like foreign movies because you get to see or learn some things that you don't see in American films. However, there are times when I don't like foreign films because they can drag on forever or the movie will end abruptly and you'll be like, what was the fucking point of the movie?!?!
Well, Osama fell into that "what was the fucking point?!?" category. I can't remember where the movie is set...either Iraq or Afganistan. Anyways, the Taliban has taken control and is monitoring people. A girl and her widowed mother both lose their jobs at a hospital after the Taliban has closed it. The grandmother and the mother discuss a solution of how to bring bread on the table. They concluded that the girl could be made to look like a boy and find work.
After her hair has been cut, she's been named Osama. She finds work with a man who owns a little store. She stirs heated milk. One day, the Taliban rounds up all the boys to train them for the military and Osama has no choice but to go.
She learns the Koran and rituals reserved for males, including ablutions for wet dreams. During this one particular ritual training, an older male comments that she looks like a nymph. After that, the boys tease her about being a girl, which she vehemently denies. There's only one other boy who knows her true identity, Espandi. He joins in and defends her. He tells her to prove herself, she should climb a tree. She climbs but she cannot get down.
As a punishment from the men, they suspend her in an underground well. She cries out for her mother. After the punishment is over, they pull her out. However, during this punishment, she had started her period. So, when she was pulled out, you could see blood flowing down to her feet. Her identity is exposed. She's forced to wear a burka and is taken to an Islamic court.
She's forgiven by the court but has been given to an older cruel man for marriage. She's taken to a house, filled with other women who are also married to the man. The man locks them in the house. He just comes and goes, usually for sex, whenever he feels like it. One night, he comes and consumate with Osama. Then, it was over.
Again, what was the fucking point?
I'm currently reading Eldest, the second book of the Inheritance trilogy. I like it, although not as much as the first book. I'll let you know when I'm done with it.
ta ta for now...
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Memoirs of a Geisha started off great and interesting. However, towards the end, it just kinda dragged on and on about traditions and her attempts to get the man Sayuri really wanted. You could learn all about geisha and their culture and training within the first half of the book. Now, I'm not so sure if I really wanna see the movie.
Pi was an odd movie to begin with. However, I just could not sit through the movie to the end. I just had to stop it! The movie just could not hold my attention. Anyone else see this movie?
I liked The Living End. It's a film about 2 guys, Jon and Luke. Jon is a writer. Luke is a hustler, a bad boy with a leather jacket. Jon just discovered that he is HIV+. Jon goes out driving and tries to figure out what to do next with his life. Luke gets in trouble with some guys and escapes, which he ends up in front of Jon's car in the street. He jumps in and tells Jon to drive off.
So, here they meet and fall in love. Jon discovers that Luke is HIV+ as well. Luke tells Jon that they gotta grab life "by the balls". So, they go on a road trip. At various stops, Luke causes trouble, like robbing stores or whatnots. They escape. Jon gets upset and Luke comforts him and they'll be ok again. Then, the pattern occurs again.
At the end, Jon has had enough of Luke's antics. Before Jon leaves, Luke puts them in a dangerous situation. When it's over, Jon slaps Luke and walks away. However, in a moment, Jon returns and stays with Luke.
It's an interesting but cheap movie. It's grainy in some parts. The black-outs/fade-outs are too long, where it'll make you wonder if the movie is over or not. One thing that made me vee this movie is that Luke always has a cigarette in his mouth. He doesn't smoke. He just likes having one in his mouth.
Sometimes I like foreign movies because you get to see or learn some things that you don't see in American films. However, there are times when I don't like foreign films because they can drag on forever or the movie will end abruptly and you'll be like, what was the fucking point of the movie?!?!
Well, Osama fell into that "what was the fucking point?!?" category. I can't remember where the movie is set...either Iraq or Afganistan. Anyways, the Taliban has taken control and is monitoring people. A girl and her widowed mother both lose their jobs at a hospital after the Taliban has closed it. The grandmother and the mother discuss a solution of how to bring bread on the table. They concluded that the girl could be made to look like a boy and find work.
After her hair has been cut, she's been named Osama. She finds work with a man who owns a little store. She stirs heated milk. One day, the Taliban rounds up all the boys to train them for the military and Osama has no choice but to go.
She learns the Koran and rituals reserved for males, including ablutions for wet dreams. During this one particular ritual training, an older male comments that she looks like a nymph. After that, the boys tease her about being a girl, which she vehemently denies. There's only one other boy who knows her true identity, Espandi. He joins in and defends her. He tells her to prove herself, she should climb a tree. She climbs but she cannot get down.
As a punishment from the men, they suspend her in an underground well. She cries out for her mother. After the punishment is over, they pull her out. However, during this punishment, she had started her period. So, when she was pulled out, you could see blood flowing down to her feet. Her identity is exposed. She's forced to wear a burka and is taken to an Islamic court.
She's forgiven by the court but has been given to an older cruel man for marriage. She's taken to a house, filled with other women who are also married to the man. The man locks them in the house. He just comes and goes, usually for sex, whenever he feels like it. One night, he comes and consumate with Osama. Then, it was over.
Again, what was the fucking point?
I'm currently reading Eldest, the second book of the Inheritance trilogy. I like it, although not as much as the first book. I'll let you know when I'm done with it.
ta ta for now...
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Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Vacation
I'll blog when I get back from vacation. KT and I are currently in Las Vegas. Gosh, so many things to see and to do!!
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Thursday, March 09, 2006
Control Room
Control Room was an interesting documentary on the Al Jazeera and their reporting of the American war on Iraq. It's kinda like "a day in the life of ..." The documentary started off with Bush's announcement of the imminent war on Iraq and ended with the "dethroning" of the statue of Saddam Hussein.
It's interesting that Al Jazeera is relatively new, founded in 1996. Initially, it was the most controversial news channel that was banned in most Arab countries. Now, it's the most popular news channel.
If you see this film, you're gonna see some gruesome scenes where the media shows dead or injured bodies of American soldiers and Iraqis. You're gonna see idiotic remarks by Bush and, especially, Rumsfeld. You're gonna see different perspectives. You're also gonna see our own American reporters frustrated by the vague answers given by the military.
There was a statement made that hit me like a brick thrown to my face. I mean, I knew it but I guess that sometimes some things need to be said to remind us of reality. One Arab reporter said something like, "we know that the United States is the most powerful country in the world and we're just a small country." Another Arab asked, "who will stop the United States?" The Arab reporter replied, "only the United States can stop the United States." So true, right? It is time for Bush to be impeached!!!
I recommend this documentary because you're gonna be surprised by what you see. You're gonna ask yourself "why didn't I know about this?" You're gonna tell yourself "boy, was I fooled!"
You've been feed what the American media wants to tell you. It's time to see the other side of the picture. So, check it out!
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This particular ad on the billboard in São Paulo was taken down because the government considered it inappropriate. Heck, the fact that it was put up in the first place is fantastic. I'd like to see this ad posted in America!
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Gay activists in Boise, Idaho affixed stickers, "Heterosexuals Only" on bus benches and water fountains in protest of the proposed amendment banning same-sex marriages. Activists say that the stickers were used to remind the public of past discrimination, "Whites Only" and "Colored Only".
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I guess the ban on funeral protesting is working because Fred Phelps and his minions stated that they have ceased to do so...momentarily.
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ta ta for now...
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Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Sea Tarantula
Vee? This creature was discovered last year by French researchers in the South Pacific. It's been named "Kiwa hirsuta". A new family was created for this creature - Kiwaidae (in honor of the Polynesian goddess of shellfish, Kiwa). Hirsuta - hirsute, hairy. So, hairy shellfish.
To me, when viewing the picture, it just looks like a flea or a louse that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Then, I just reach back and scratch!
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5 soldiers have been charged with aggrevated battery for beating up a gay man, David Bennett, outside a gay bar in Savannah, GA.
What's worse is that there were other people spectating but did nothing. The victim was barely conscious and lying in his pool of blood.
But then, I thought, if I saw someone being beat up by 5 guys, would I intervene? I'd probably would scream my lungs off like the queen I am and point out other people's attention to the incident. Would our reaction be different if the victim was a woman or a child? Would we jump in, regardless who is the "beater" or how many are ganging up on the victim? Didn't this man deserved help from the public? Would you have jumped in to save this man?
*****
Well, ta ta for now...
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Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Austin & News
The weekend in Austin and San Antonio was a mellow one. I was pooped from school and work. Barbie was pooped from her work and being a "single parent" while her husband was out of town for job assignments.
So, we just basically relaxed with some drinks and had some good ol' chats.
My cousin's wedding was a cute one. It was held at their home, which they had recently bought. There was about maybe 200 people there, if not more. It was good to see some relatives and family friends there.
I had to deal with relatives telling me "I didn't know you were gonna be here! Why didn't you tell me?" all night long. I just shrugged them off. I just came for my cousin's wedding and to show my support.
I stayed there for a couple hours and then headed back to Austin. I had to fly out very early in the morning the next day. Plus, I wanted to grab a few more hours with Barbie.
Like I said, a mellow weekend. I'll post some pictures once I use up the disposable camera.
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Why is it that I never get interesting passengers on the airplane? Of course, I'd rather have KT with me but I went alone for this trip.
On the way to Austin, I was seated by the window. There was a guy next to me. On the aisle seat was a young blonde woman. I was reading a gay book, Shameless, which is about three people in England. They're all doing sex with someone, doing all kinds of drugs and dealing with life in general.
The guy next to me had this big ol' Bible. However, he kept reading his Bible and the in-flight magazine. He'd read a bit of the Bible and then close it. Then, he'll read the magazine and then close it. He'll go back to the Bible and so on. And he was being a "good Samaritan" to the young blonde next to him. However, I would catch the annoyed looks from her.
He kept doing everything for her. He'd put up her carryover up above. When the flight attendants were passing out the drinks and she got her, he put down the tray for her. She quickly looked at him like "I got it". Then, when trash was being collected, he would like collect her trash with his trash and toss it out. She rewarded him with a fake smile. When the plane landed, she got up and retrieved her carryover. However, he got up and helped her. She said, I got it. He wouldn't hear of it. He took over and brought it down. She looked at me and gave me this frustrated look.
Then, when I was coming back to DC, the first "leg" of the flight to Houston wasn't bad. However, a guy sat in the middle next to me from Houston to Baltimore. OMG! He must've competed in an eating contest of tuna sandwiches. He REEKED of tuna! I stuffed my mouth with minty gum with the hopes that the minty flavor would send an minty aroma to my nose. It helped some.
It also helped that I was reading Memoirs of a Geisha, which is a fascinating book. You know that adage where reading is an adventure into another world. Memoirs of a Geisha does that for you. It's so descriptive that you can actually imagine the setttings that Chiyo/Sayuri described.
It's a story of a young poor girl, Chiyo, who was eventually sent to live in a okiya to be trained as a geisha. Westerners often assumed that a geisha is a prostitute, which is not. The geisha culture is so fascinating, yet complicated. There's so many things Sayuri, formerly Chiyo, must learn to be an accomplished geisha. I haven't finished the book but Sayuri became one of the most famous geisha in the history of Japan.
I cannot wait to finish the book and then check out the DVD, which is supposed to be released in a week or two.
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Dr. I. King Jordan is featured in the March issue of Washingtonian. You can read the article here.
Tonight on HBO's Real Sports, Bryant Gumbel will profile Gallaudet's basketball team. Jimmy DeStefano will be interviewed.
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Jeffrey Dahmer revisited?
Widow of Christopher Reeve, Dana, dies at 44 of lung cancer.
South Dakota bans nearly all abortions. They hope that the case will go to the Supreme Court where abortion opponents can argue against the 1973 ruling.
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ta ta for now...
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So, we just basically relaxed with some drinks and had some good ol' chats.
My cousin's wedding was a cute one. It was held at their home, which they had recently bought. There was about maybe 200 people there, if not more. It was good to see some relatives and family friends there.
I had to deal with relatives telling me "I didn't know you were gonna be here! Why didn't you tell me?" all night long. I just shrugged them off. I just came for my cousin's wedding and to show my support.
I stayed there for a couple hours and then headed back to Austin. I had to fly out very early in the morning the next day. Plus, I wanted to grab a few more hours with Barbie.
Like I said, a mellow weekend. I'll post some pictures once I use up the disposable camera.
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Why is it that I never get interesting passengers on the airplane? Of course, I'd rather have KT with me but I went alone for this trip.
On the way to Austin, I was seated by the window. There was a guy next to me. On the aisle seat was a young blonde woman. I was reading a gay book, Shameless, which is about three people in England. They're all doing sex with someone, doing all kinds of drugs and dealing with life in general.
The guy next to me had this big ol' Bible. However, he kept reading his Bible and the in-flight magazine. He'd read a bit of the Bible and then close it. Then, he'll read the magazine and then close it. He'll go back to the Bible and so on. And he was being a "good Samaritan" to the young blonde next to him. However, I would catch the annoyed looks from her.
He kept doing everything for her. He'd put up her carryover up above. When the flight attendants were passing out the drinks and she got her, he put down the tray for her. She quickly looked at him like "I got it". Then, when trash was being collected, he would like collect her trash with his trash and toss it out. She rewarded him with a fake smile. When the plane landed, she got up and retrieved her carryover. However, he got up and helped her. She said, I got it. He wouldn't hear of it. He took over and brought it down. She looked at me and gave me this frustrated look.
Then, when I was coming back to DC, the first "leg" of the flight to Houston wasn't bad. However, a guy sat in the middle next to me from Houston to Baltimore. OMG! He must've competed in an eating contest of tuna sandwiches. He REEKED of tuna! I stuffed my mouth with minty gum with the hopes that the minty flavor would send an minty aroma to my nose. It helped some.
It also helped that I was reading Memoirs of a Geisha, which is a fascinating book. You know that adage where reading is an adventure into another world. Memoirs of a Geisha does that for you. It's so descriptive that you can actually imagine the setttings that Chiyo/Sayuri described.
It's a story of a young poor girl, Chiyo, who was eventually sent to live in a okiya to be trained as a geisha. Westerners often assumed that a geisha is a prostitute, which is not. The geisha culture is so fascinating, yet complicated. There's so many things Sayuri, formerly Chiyo, must learn to be an accomplished geisha. I haven't finished the book but Sayuri became one of the most famous geisha in the history of Japan.
I cannot wait to finish the book and then check out the DVD, which is supposed to be released in a week or two.
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Dr. I. King Jordan is featured in the March issue of Washingtonian. You can read the article here.
Tonight on HBO's Real Sports, Bryant Gumbel will profile Gallaudet's basketball team. Jimmy DeStefano will be interviewed.
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Jeffrey Dahmer revisited?
Widow of Christopher Reeve, Dana, dies at 44 of lung cancer.
South Dakota bans nearly all abortions. They hope that the case will go to the Supreme Court where abortion opponents can argue against the 1973 ruling.
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ta ta for now...
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Thursday, March 02, 2006
Big Bad Wolf
The IRS will go after gay couples. The IRS has stated that gay couples must file separate tax forms, even if they were married in Massachusetts or registered in California and New Jersey. They cite that DOMA doesn't recognize anything other than opposite-sex marriages.
Do I smell another round with the government?
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Do I smell another round with the government?
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Austin
Yaaahoooo! I'm flying out to Austin later this afternoon! My cousin is getting married in San Antonio on Saturday. So, I'm flying in to stay with one of my CLOSEST, BESTEST, FAVORITE friends, Barbie, in Austin.
Plus, it'll be so nice to get some of that warm weather. I need the sun!!! I'm gonna feel like a vampire when I see that hot sun but I'm gonna embrace it!
Plus, Mexican food! Margaritas! 'Nuff said!
It's gonna be a good time!
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I saw this 2 nights ago after a long day of school, work and teaching ASL. I was pooped! I saw this recorded on the Tivo list and thought I'd catch up on my movies. Boy, I guess I should've saved that for another day. I found myself angry with some of the perspectives...of course, the hearing's perspectives.
UGH!
This documentary focused around the Artinian families in Long Island. Peter and Chris Artinian are brothers. Peter is Deaf. Chris is hearing. Peter's wife, Mari, and 3 children are Deaf as well. Chris, of course, is a CODA and so is his wife, Nita. Chris and Nita had twin sons, which one is deaf.
Peter and Mari were alarmed when their daughter expressed an interest for a cochlear implant. They discovered that her desire was due to communication barrier with hearing kids in the neighborhood as well as seeing other kids having CI's.
Peter and Mari were resistent at first. However, they decided to explore cochlear implant with research and meeting with those who had one. They asked some interesting questions that reaped interesting answers.
However, their daughter, Heather, soon changed her mind especially after she had a tour of the Maryland School for the Deaf in Frederick. You could see that her demeanor was different with the classroom of students with CI's, where none of them knew signs, and the class at MSD with Deaf students.
Chris and Nita were devastated when one of their twin sons was diagnosed deaf. I found that to be interesting because both of their parents are Deaf. Chris' brother is Deaf. You would assume that growing up with deafness around you, you would be comfortable with it or that it would be "second nature". However, this was not the case.
They soon explored cochlear implants and found that their son was a candidate for the surgery.
Of course, the Deaf community, along with Peter and Mari, reacted strongly to their decision. You'll also see perspectives from Chris, Nita as well as their parents. Peter and Chris' mother royally pissed me off! I had to stop the movie to take a breather.
There was one scene that was truly intense and was emotional for me. They were all outside at someone's house for a birthday party. The 3 generations of families, along with Nita's Deaf parents, soon got into the debate about cochlear implants, wanting the best for Deaf children and "abuse". It soon looked like every one was ganging up on Peter and Mari for not giving Heather cochlear implants. It felt like the classic "little boy/girl syndrome".
I dunno if you've ever experience that. You go home to your folks, maybe for a visit or whatever. Issues, like deafness, Deaf culture, hearing aids, cochlear implants, sign language and the like, come up. Pretty soon, you're in a deep debate but then you get that feeling where they're kinda like scolding you. It seems like what you do or have done is never right. It seems like their perspectives are right and yours aren't. It seems like you can never get them to understand you or accept you. You constantly feel like a little boy or a little girl in their presence.
There was that moment where the camera was focused on Peter, while his parents, his brother and his sister-in-law was on to him every seconds about these things. He's trying to explain his views but he kept getting interrupted. You could see frustration in his eyes, in his body language and everywhere. It was like...no! no! no! no! no! The little boy syndrome was there.
Anyways, it was an interesting documentary and recommend you to watch it. Don't be surprised to find your blood boiling. Watch it with friends because it's a good discussion to have after the film.
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Ta ta for now... Texas, here I come!
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Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Thirty+
I stole the diatribe below from Kelly. I just thought it was hilarious and had to share it with y'all.
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Thirty
For those who are in the 30-something club, you will enjoy reading this hilarious diatribe.
Here goes...
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!!
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... uphill BOTH ways .. yadda, yadda, yadda...
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that...
I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy!
I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter ... with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!
There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music,you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!
And talk of about hardship? You couldn't just download porn! You had to steal it from your brother or bribe some homeless dude to buy you a copy of "Hustler" at the 7-11! Those were your options!
We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!
And we didn't have fancy Caller ID Boxes either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics!! We had the Atari 2600! With games like "Space Invaders" and "asteroids" and the graphics sucked ass! Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever!And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! ... Just like LIFE!
When you went to the movie theater there no such thing as stadium seating! All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn't see, you were just screwed!
Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no onscreen menu and no remote control! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on!
You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!
And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up . we had to use the stove or go build a frigging fire ... imagine that! If we wanted popcorn, we had to use that stupid JiffyPop thing and shake it over the stove forever like an idiot.
That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled.
You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980!
Regards,
-The 30+ Something crowd!
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True, eh? Ta ta for now...
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Thirty
For those who are in the 30-something club, you will enjoy reading this hilarious diatribe.
Here goes...
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!!
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... uphill BOTH ways .. yadda, yadda, yadda...
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that...
I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy!
I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!
There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter ... with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!
There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music,you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!
And talk of about hardship? You couldn't just download porn! You had to steal it from your brother or bribe some homeless dude to buy you a copy of "Hustler" at the 7-11! Those were your options!
We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it!
And we didn't have fancy Caller ID Boxes either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics!! We had the Atari 2600! With games like "Space Invaders" and "asteroids" and the graphics sucked ass! Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever!And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! ... Just like LIFE!
When you went to the movie theater there no such thing as stadium seating! All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn't see, you were just screwed!
Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no onscreen menu and no remote control! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on!
You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!
And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up . we had to use the stove or go build a frigging fire ... imagine that! If we wanted popcorn, we had to use that stupid JiffyPop thing and shake it over the stove forever like an idiot.
That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled.
You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980!
Regards,
-The 30+ Something crowd!
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True, eh? Ta ta for now...
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