Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Well, I guess it's not a surprise anymore. But anyway, I popped one of the biggest zit that I've ever seen on my face - Damn, it hurt like f**k.
Ops, that was off the topic.
I'm going to write about a day in my life... But not today or yesterday or the day before that.
I'm going write about the day that I first met Jase.
Sh*t, I don't remember.
But I will write the second time that I met Jase.
It was.... Uh... It was at some kind of bar.
And heck, I donn't even remember why I was there.
But there were a group of bloggers... And... very hot bar patrons.
Mostly gay. I think.
Heck, they were all gay.
Lot of hot Daddies and Uncles.
Got some flamers too.
Well, that was me. But I passed the flame around.
Princess & Diva... Godiva eating Kids...
Some of them got really hot pecs.
And broad shoulders.
Strong back... And lower back.
Bums that vibrates when you spank them hard.
With bare-hands or spiked gloves.
Both of them are good. You know.
Sh*t, what am I talking about here?
Uh, okay. Let me see, since Freddy wrote about "Coming Out" - Then I'm going to write about "Cumming."
Anyway, coming out is hard.
But for cumming, you've got to get it hard first.
I swear, I'm no drunk, okay?
Heck, I don't even drink!
Well, I'm more of a social drinker... You know, one of those I'm-gonna-get-you-drunk-and-then-get-into-your-pants social drinker.
No Mommy, I'm serious. I'm not drunk!!
Okay. Okay. I remember it now. The first time that I met Jase, it was... We were... Oh yes, we were at his place. And... Uh... he was there too. And him. And him. And him. And him. And him. And many more... Like a big fun happy Orgy.
Wait... Was that the 2nd time I met Jase? Or... Uh... Uh...
I'm not drunk!! I'm not drunk!! Seriously, I'm not drunk!!!!
Monday, August 29, 2005
Like the chest?
Or the legs?
How about the arms?
And the body?
Well me too. Wish I look like him. But too bad, you're stuck with me.
Me, the Surprise Guest Blogger for Jase.
Me, Wayne de WaterSea's Ocean Bloggie.
Yeah. Are you surprised?
So, where is Surprise Guest Blogger #1?
Mating with the Florida dolphins, probably.
(Updated: I meant, dreaming about having hot Shamu-orgy in Florida)
(Oh Wayne, that was sick. You sick pervert you!)
So for those of you who are not familiar with me... Well, you can ask me ONE (in the comment box) question and I'll answer them in the next post.
Please, I'm very open minded and uninhibited.
Go head, don't be shy.
If you don't have any question or already know me... Well, just write about what YOU, Me and a sheep will be doing on a typical Friday night(in Your bedroom).
Muah Muah Muah.
(No, I'm not on crack, okay? You've any idea how much $$$ those thing cost?! Crazy-Glue in a plastic bag is cheaper)
Saturday, August 27, 2005
So, for the next two surprise bloggers, please give them the same support and love you gave me. It was a really fun experience to guest blog. I highly recommend it :-)
Thursday, August 25, 2005
So, let's talk about the ultimate decision most gay men will have to make in their lifetime - the coming out of the closet. As you probably already know (or maybe not), Jase will be celebrating his 9th month Coming Out anniversary next month. With him wearing pink shirts during Fleet Week and women's Diesel pants, you wouldn't think he just came out right? Yes boys and girls, Jase is a "newbie"! And I just love it that he came out in full force! It's like "Yes, I'm gay! AND? AND? Jealous?! Don't hate!" or "Yes! I'm gay! Choke on it bitch!". Ok, maybe that's a little bit too much. Sorry.
Anyway, coming out is hard. Especially if you live in an Asian household, where culture and tradition dictates homosexuality as evil. I can't speak for my Asian cousins, but being the Philippines is predominantly a Catholic country, homosexuality is an abomination to Christianity and the society. Though perfectly accepted nowadays, there's still that hesitance of the Asian male coming out to his family and to society. It's not something of the norm.
Meanwhile, I don't have a coming out anniversary. Not that my family won't understand. I'm pretty sure they will, as my family is quite liberated in a lot of ways. And, I'm sure they already have an inkling. It's just that we don't talk about it, that's all. It's sort of like, "Don't ask, don't tell" type of thing. I mean, is it really necessary to come out? I'm sure it's a great feeling to get that out of your system, but I'm still not getting the whole concept. Don't get me wrong! I have a lot of respect for people who came out to their families and friends, but I'm still a little bit clueless as to the whole purpose of it. Enlighten me gorgeous people!
I'm done posting for today. I'm beat!
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
So, he's a sassy belly dancer you say. I have to yet so see that! I can actually see him gyrating to some thumpa-thumpa music at his favorite club, XES. Well, actually I'm not really that sure if that's his club of choice, but that's all I read from him.
He's really famous! He's more famous than Courtney Love now! LOVES IT! He's been on every single tabloid in NYC. You've seen him on the news. And this is just because he stood on a curb. Who gets famous just by standing? Even Paris Hilton can't pull that shit off!
He's a "ho" on training wheels. Hmmmmm ... I'll have Riye elaborate on this, since I haven't had the chance to sleep with Jase .... YET!
Good photographer you say. I guess so. I can actually see Jase walking around NYC with a camera in hand. Well, here's a photo of Jase after getting caught masturbating at a movie theatre in Costa Rica.
He gives you treats, yet you like goat cheese. Hmmm. Jase is too sweet for you? Is that what you're saying? Have you tasted Jase, yet? I heard he's delish! Ok, fine you're straight, you made your point! :)
Jase wears womens pants. So what's wrong with that? I'm guilty! It just has a better fit! Don't hate! :)
But kidding aside, I do like Jase. I love his crazy t-shirts! I don't know anybody who owns so much! I love it that we're both IT divas. I love the fact that he's a gay advocate - fighting for our rights! It's sexy! And have you noticed his wayyyyyy too perfect teeth? I'M JEALOUS! But we all love Jase, right? Yeah, you know you do!
I guess that's end of my "roasting". Care to add more?
Monday, August 22, 2005
Anyway, here we go.
It's funny how I never had an Asian friends, aside from my own (Filipino), and now, I'm really enjoying the fact that I can call certain bloggers my friends. Like, Jase is Chinese (I think?), Wayne (Chinese) too, Jon (Japanese) and Steph (Korean). But, to me it was weird that I had to meet these fabulous Asians through blogging. In real life, I really have no Asian friends. Isn't that sad?
I use to remember when people ask me if I'm Chinese! And no offense to my Chinese cousins, but I really do get offended. I'm like "Do I look Chinese?". Or when they start mocking my language and making it sound Chinese. I usually say, Tagalog is a mixture of different languages, but it's actually very close to Spanish, so I don't know where they got the Chinese from.
It seems to me - and I could be wrong, that when people hear an Asian person speak, they automatically associate that with Chinese. It's really annoying, but I guess that's the stereotype that got carried through the years. Don't get me wrong! My father is half-Chinese, so when I do hear these thing I'm always half-offended :) JUST KIDDING!
One time, a lady asked me where I'm from. I could've said something smart and said the name of my town, but I knew what she meant, so I said "Philippines". And she said, "Is that in Asia?". So I go, "As far as I know! We're in Southeast Asia". And she had the audacity to say "You're not Asian! You don't look Chinese!". Riiiiiggght! Needless to say, I had to educate the bitch about Asia! I told her India is in Asia, half of Russia is in Asia, and if you really think about it, Israel is in the Asian continent. Though they're more referred to as Middle Easterns. And as far as I know, they don't look Chinese either!
I could've sworn they mentioned Asia in World History! I almost went and called the Gaysian army on her ass!
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Jase's instructions to us is to go crazy and have fun on his blog. It's almost like housesitting with the permission of throwing a Diddy-like party. It's scary! He didn't put any rules at all. Don't you love him?!
As oppose to the other surprise bloggers, I have never met Jase. Which is making it more difficult for me to write about anything. We e-mail each other occasionally. Text message, but that's the extent of it. We were suppose to hangout last Thursday, but I wasn't able to make it. It would've been a great opportunity to finally meet the famous Jase. So, for the people who knows Jase personally, why don't you all tell me what you think about him - good or bad. I promise I won't tell ;)
Anyway, this is just the introduction post. It's a Sunday, for Godsakes! I don't usually post anything on weekends. But since this the start of my "shift", I thought I should at least introduce myself before I do some actual posting.
Ok, let the comments about Jase begin!
Friday, August 19, 2005
It's amazing how many things you have to take care of before you leave for vacation; especially when you're gone for three weeks. As Destiny's Child would put it, "Bills, bills, bills!"
I suppose it wouldn't be bad if I had an internet connection (I swear online payments are the best thing since sliced bread) but I don't think I can count on finding one of those in the rainforest. I hear they're still on styrofoam cup/string technology - and I don't think that's encrypted.
But you never know; they put a monkey on the moon, right? (Wait.. is that right?)
What was I talking about? Oh yea, preparing for my trip. So, I invited a few surprise guests to drop by and entertain you while I'm gone. I would tell you guys to be nice, but that'll be pretty pointless. (I'll let you extract your own meaning for that one. Hehehe.)
Anyway! Have fun while I'm gone; you know I will! Here's to me remembering to take my malaria pills. Cheers!
Thursday, August 18, 2005
I received my first fan mail a few days ago. Seriously!
It was a bit strange really. He didn't know my mailing address, so he sent it to Heritage of Pride hoping the media contact will forward it to me. Lucky (?) for him I know the media contact and I did get the letter.
I'll spare you the details (and him the humiliation) of the letter, so let's just say it was a sweet gesture, flattering, and appreciated. I'm not sure if I should write him back though. If I send him an email, he'll know what mine is. If I send him a letter, I have to find an envelope and buy a stamp. I guess I could just use his envelope, tape it up, then mark it return to sender. You think that'll work?
Hopefully you won't miss me too much. If things work out, I'll secure a guest blogger or two.
See you all after Labor Day!
Sunday, August 14, 2005
I'm slowly settling in to my new place, even throwing an impromtu 'How Would You Decorate The Space' party. And in keeping in with my promise, here's the wrap up on the Standing Ticket Controversy; with pictures! Read more [+/-]
Sunday, July 17, a friend and I were stopped in Hudson River Park by Parks Patrol and given summonses for failing to comply with the sign, 'No Stopping or Standing Zone'.
Monday, July 18, I contacted various New York City departments through their website asking about the validity of my ticket. While I was at it, I looked up media websites and contacted them. The general idea was to complain to anyone who would listen. The New York Daily News responded.
Tuesday, July 19, the Daily News assigned the awesome reporter Maki Becker to my story and ran with it. Throughout the day calls were made, papers were faxed, people were interviewed. After work, I met with the Daily News reporter, Rivka Bukowsky, and photographer, Chris Sipkin.
What was extremely interesting about the situation was that Maki informed me that when she contacted the Parks Department to get their side of the story, their spokesman told her a completely different story: that we were sitting and failed to comply with their direct orders to move. Bullshit! Somewhere in their line of communcation, someone was trying to cover up. I hope that person gets fired.
Wednesday, July 20, the story ran on page 3 of the Daily News! I remember hearing my cellphone buzz in my sleep and waking up to listen to voicemails telling me it was big; the story was announced on NPR radio. Yes, I think it was a slow news day, too.
I was on cloud nine. I couldn't believe it got as big as it did. I was expecting a small blurb in the 'Believe it or Not' section. A ridiculous situation blew up into a media circus. A few friends also noted that if there was anyone who didn't know I was gay, well, now they did. (Funny enough, an aunt I didn't have the courage to come out to called me asking 'if everything in the story was true'. At first I thought she meant the ticket, but she meant me being gay.)
I was fielding calls from the various other media sources because they saw my story. I interviewed for Fox 5 News during lunch (which aired at 5, 6, and 10pm) and met with UPN 9 and the WB 11 reporters after work. "Make sure you bring your ticket," they all requested. Special thanks to media contact, Phil, at Heritage of Pride for helping me out.
The same day, the city hall reporter from the Daily News asked Mayor Bloomburg about my situation. His response was that it "boggles the mind" and that he'll have people investigate it. An hour later, the Parks Department issued a statement saying that their initial response was incorrect, the signs are intended for motor vehicles, and that our tickets will be dismissed.
That night, I caught all my news segments; I couldn't stop laughing. Here are some pictures my friend D. Tevo'ed:
I'm glad I got a haircut a week before.
Thursday, July 21, my segment was also on the Morning News.
Woohoo! No traffic on the Tappan Zee!
At lunch, I finally got a response from the Hudson River Park Trust, and it was from their president, Connie Fishman.
Dear Mr. Eng:
I have been forwarded your email from Monday, “Question about Notice of Violation Ticket”. The sign you describe, “No Stopping or Standing Zone”, was intended for vehicles, not pedestrians, and therefore the citations that you and your friend were issued have been dismissed. I apologize for any inconvenience this has caused you, and we will clarify the intent of this sign, which is unique to the specific location where you were cited, to the Park Enforcement Patrol officers who work at the park. Again, I’m sorry for the error and hope that your experiences in Hudson River Park in the future are more positive.
Hudson River Park Trust
To all those wondering if the Parks Department was going to keep their word on dismissing my ticket, on 7/21/05, Deputy Commissioner for Public Programs, Kevin Jeffrey, had petitioned to dismiss the violation on the grounds it was "not issued in accordance with our policies and procedures". I received a copy of the decision made by The City of New York Environmental Control Board dismissing my ticket, dated 7/29/05 by Judge Raymond C. Scanlon.
Thanks Kevin and Raymond.
So there you go. My 15 minutes of fame. And a 'coming out' extravaganza.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Monday, August 08, 2005
I invited a few friends over to my new place over the weekend. I gave them a comprehensive tour of my new two-bedroom apartment and everyone gave me Queer-Eye-worthy advice on what I should do with the place: where to hang the harness, what colors go with stainless steel, and the best floor covering to protect against 'fluids'. Read more [+/-]
I also went to The Web two nights in a row. I know what you're thinking, "Child! This child is desperate!" But I seriously like the music there. Okay fine, I like attention.
Anyway, on Saturday night, my attention was on the winner of the 'Go Go Strip Tease' contest. My heart still flutters when I think of him (and so do other parts of my anatomy, but I won't go into that).
I congratulated him for winning and got to know him a bit while we danced. I decided against slipping dollar bills into his pants because I wanted a real relationship to come out of it. Tipping him didn't seem the best thing to do at the time, though it would make an interesting story to tell the kids.
"Daddy, how did you meet Poppa?"
"Well Julius, Poppa won a Go Go Strip Tease contest and then I stuffed money in his undies. It's been a fairy tale ever since."
"Wow! Just like in the bed time stories you read at night?"
"That's right sweetie. And when you turn 5, I'll tell you a story about Daddy and Poppa's 'special' friends."
Oh. dear. god. Did I just fantasize about having kids with some guy I haven't even dated? (yet?) And did I call my kid 'Julius'? Am I turning into a woman? That's it. No more Family Guy before bed.
To be continued... (I hope!)
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Living with straight roommates is fun.
All of my college roommates were straight, except for one who claimed he didn't discriminate potential 'partners' by their sex. I might have tested his limits had he not a girlfriend at the time. And I wasn't doing that whole 'closet' thing.
So now I'm out and moving into my new place with a straight guy that I've known for years. It'll definitely be interesting to see how we get along.
I don't foresee any problems though; we've lived together before and know each others habits. And he's fine with me being out. I mean just the other day we bonded by looking at naked men online together.
Isn't that just the sweetest?
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Still moving into my new place, but at least I got the internet connection going. I'll be back soon with screen captures of my television debut (maybe even a video)!
I'll have to buy a computer desk before my roommate starts sweeping my stuff off the dinner table. That wouldn't be good since I just bought this awesome new 17" flat screen.
In the meantime, let me tell you how butch I am: While building my Ikea-bought bed, the beam slipped from my hand and landed on my toe.
I know. Ouch. Tell me about it.
But I didn't scream. Or yell. Or let out a string of profanities that would make Andrew Dice Clay blush. All I did was grit my teeth and mumble 'dammit'.
The butch part? The fact I was building my own bed!