Tuesday, October 11, 2005

ES EL FIN DEL MUNDO QUE CONOCEMOS (Y ME SIENTO BIEN)

IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT (AND I FEEL FINE) R.E.M.

That's great it starts with an earthquake
Birds and snakes and aeroplanes
Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs dummy serve your own needs
Speed it up a notch speed grunt nose street burn
The ladder starts to clatter with dinner fight down height
Wire in a fire room represent the southern gangs
In a government for hire and a combat site
Lefty wasn't coming in a hurry
With the furies breathing down your neck
Team by team reporters grapple trunk tethered crop
Look at that low plane fine then
Uh oh overflow population cornered
But it'll do save yourself serve yourself
World serves its own needs listen to your heartbeat
Tell me that the reds are in the reverend in the right right?
You patriotic patriotic slam fight right might feeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

Six o'clock TV hour don't get caught foreign tower
Slash and burn return listen to yourself churn lock him in uniform
And book-burning blood-letting every motive escalate
Automotive incinerate light a candle light a motive
Step down step down watching heel crush crush
Uh oh this means no fear cavalier renegade steer clear
A tournament a tournament a tournament of lies
Offer me solutions offer me alternatives and I decline

It's the end of the world as we know it(It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it(It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine

The other night I drifted nice continental drift to find
Mount Saint Edelite Leonard Bernstein
Leonid Brezhnev Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs
Birthday party cheesecake jellybeans boom
You symbiotic patriotic slam foot neck right right

Lyrics that reflect the chaos and madness of today's world right? And so, with all this crap in mind, I urge you faithful reader to prepare. I am going to get as many preparedness kits as I can afford and be as ready as possible for the next big disaster. I've never seriously taken the time to consider this, but I'm conscientious enough now to understand that the government will not bail us out during a terrorist attack or natural disaster of epic proportions.

We need to get our shit together and empower ourselves. Living in Southern California affords us double the risk: that of terrorism and an earthquake.

This is not pessimism. It's the reality of our times.

So don't say I didn't warn ya.

IMPORTANT LINKS:

http://www.endtimesreport.com/
http://www.quakekare.com/survivalproducts.html
http://www.emprep.com/preparedness_kits_supplies_directory.html
http://72hoursafety.com/best_buys.html
http://earthshakes.com/earthshakes/

Monday, October 10, 2005

THE CONTINUED "PURGING" OF THE EARTH.

Hmmm...

Not to rub it in, but...

BUT...

I recall some asshole Islamic leader saying that Hurricane Katrina was a "soldier of Allah" that had been sent to the United States to destroy one of it's major cities of sin.

Well, well, well. The tables are now turned on Pakistan I suppose, an overwhelmingly Muslim country? Their death toll is much worse mind you.

All this destruction doesn't give me any pleasure, despite my words. It does sadden me to know that so many good people have lost their lives.

Alas, Mother Nature does not discriminate, and all of this occurring to us is a justifiable necessary evil.

There's just too damn many of us, too much overwhelming wickedness, and we have debts to pay folks.

300,000 dead in that tsunami last Christmas season was no mere event.

It's a major message. Are we listening?

Saturday, October 08, 2005

"LOOKING AT PLANET EARTH."

A massive quake has purged the Earth of thousands of souls in Pakistan and surrounding areas.

Damn thing was very strong at 7.6!

Guatemala and El Salvador have been dealing with their own death tolls due to heavy rains and they too had a sizable temblor just yesterday!

What does this tell ya folks? Tsunamis, hurricanes, and earthquakes are but the price we humanity are paying for the destruction of Mother Nature and each other.

She's f**kin' pissed and getting even. Big time.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

AH YES, TERRORISM.

Well, terrorism is back in the news, and in a very big perturbing way.

The weekend bombings in Bali made major headlines the world over as did the frightening threat to the New York City subway system just today.

But there's one story that I think has gotten buried and hardly mentioned that is equally, if not more important and quite disturbing: that of the 21 year-old college student who accidentally blew himself up outside the football stadium at Oklahoma State University just this past weekend! Apparently he failed (thank God) to get into the stadium in time to kill other spectators along with himself. The blast was reportedly huge and enough to kill hundreds!

This is shocking, and excuse the pun, explosive information!!!

These pages have fantastic information on all of this, please check them out:

http://worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=46640
http://www.homelandsecurityus.com/

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

I PRAY FOR CHANGE, AND SOON.

Oh yes, listen to this audio clip:

http://www.funwavs.com/wavfile.php?quote=2292&sound=278

Nothing but the truth, so help me God.

Yeah, those two weeks of vacation were nice and all, but having to come back to work this week has been about as fun as passing a kidney stone. To see the utter nuclear holocaust which was my desk and how everyone decided it was okay to dump tons and tons of paperwork, case files, and other junk there made me wanna cry. How inconsiderate of my co-workers and my supervisor to not order them to keep my area clean and my job going whilst I was away. It was as if Hurricane Katrina had passed through, without all the flooding.

I am no longer in doubt that my current job has reached its limit with me. Like the Ron Livingston character in the brilliant comedy film
Office Space, I've had it. Finito. Done. It's over. I no longer enjoy it nor care for it. Save for a few good brilliant minds there who are also sadly trapped by their financial responsibilities and have to go to work like me, I hate most of the countless jerks and beatches that I work with there.

Not to call myself incredibly competent or master of my domain mind you, but I do feel I work hard and put in my best effort. But I feel constantly underappreciated. Scolded. Depended on to just do it all because I'm young, a guy, bilingual, and supposedly strong. Well EF THAT! I too get tired and stressed. I deserve more and want more out of life. Not this! Four and half years doing this shit is enough to make anyone wanna gouge their eyes out! And no office job, not even the one I recently applied for to promote myself and get more money will solve this. These hideous cubicles with office supplies, that ghastly computer, and the surrounding sea of fecal humanity are nothing but disguised prisons illuminated by the fluorescent lights above! UGH!


It's like being in a foreign country where so many of the idiots I deal with have the English skills of a goat. There's the asshole mail clerk who gets away with screaming at everyone and nothing is done to fire his lame loser oogly ass. My supervisor who really should work for me, in that my brain capacity is ten times more advanced, but since she holds the title, well then I guess she gets to tell me what to do right? EF THAT! Yeah, the benefits are great and all, but this kind of misery is not worth my happiness.

So, my plan is either to :

(a) just vent and blow hot air for tonight and continue in my pain.

(b) take a medical leave for a good long while and exhaust all my extra vacation and sick time and then some.

(c) go to work and start massively rebelling by not doing my job and falling apart with true complete apathy (under the stupidity and overworked guise) and see how far discipline takes me.

(d) masturbate and ejaculate on my keyboard in front of my co-workers.

(e) Simply go to the PA system and utter the words, "F**K YOU ALL, GOOD DAY" and quit.

While (d) and (e) would be great and awesome shocking rebellion tactics, I kinda like (b) and (c). Yeah, maybe it's time to revolt, but in the most subliminal, conniving, and treacherous way. Slowly but surely, I must ease my way out of this job until I can securely just one day: QUIT.

I admit, my choices in life are my sole responsibility and I am where I am at because of them. My fear of taking risks and my complacency have lead to this stage of my life. Hey, no regrets right? We learn as we go along. I've been slow, but it's never too late.

I pray and hope my procrastinating skinny ass takes action.

Because the time has come to change my underwear...


"This job, is an abortion! Placenta and all!" ---my beloved co-worker Lord William of the Earlshire.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

SO WHAT? IT'S ONLY SEX YOU CONSERVATIVE FREAKS!

The boys above are doing something natural, loving, hot, exciting, and totally cool. To some of us that is, but still, even if you're not into fags getting it on, what's the big deal? They're consenting adults for crying out loud!

Of course President Bush, and all his other conservative jack-offs in government would disagree!

Hence, I'm not surprised he'd nominate this oogly bitch:

http://www.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/10/04/miers/index.html

Yeah yeah! THE EVIL GAY PEOPLE AND THEIR WAYS WILL BRING DOWN HUMANITY!

BLAH BLAH BLAH!

UGH!


I wish people would move on already and concentrate on real issues like animal abuse, environmental damage, and evil religious fundamentalism!

But nah, blame the fags!

Ho hum.

Monday, October 03, 2005

I AM OUTRAGED! ARGH!

OH HUMANITY! HOW I PITY THEE! CAN THERE STILL BE SUCH VILE DESPICABLE IGNORANCE ON EARTH?!

We shall dearly pay for these kinds of misdeeds! More hurricanes, tsunamis, earthquakes, and terrorism will continue to happen to us for all the damage and destruction we commit.

Case in point:

http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2005450117,00.html

"I LOVE THE NIGHTLIFE, I LOVE TO BOOGIE..."

Ah night. So peaceful. So full of endless possibility. Most people are asleep. Sure, there's your fair share of assholes, thugs, prostitutes, drunks, junkies, vampires, and weirdos up and about, but there's something about nighttime that I find irresistible.

Freeways are so much nicer to drive on without all dem nasty insane stressed out people! No kids, no angry mothers, no dress shirt wearing closeted frustrated homo married dads, no stupid MTA buses, no traffic jams, no crowded streets, no sunburn.

Yes, night is so much freer! Especially nicer and cooler during summer! And so what if it gets cold in winter...a nice blanket, heater, or fireplace will do!

Night: you can read, concentrate, have sex, food tastes better, sleep, listen to music, or just plain hang with a good buddy or lover and enjoy the peace and quiet night affords. I imagine working graveyard must be more peaceful even, without having to deal with all the daytime scum that most of us have to put up with! Haven't you noticed that even going to the movies at night is much more fun than during the day, regardless of the same darkness the movie theater affords at both times?

Today Monday, is my last full vacation day. I go back to work Tuesday. Alas, I shall enjoy this last full night I have as much as possible.

Before the sun comes out again. Yes, Mr. Sun is nice and dandy, but nah, I think I'll stick to night.

Buenas noches.

Friday, September 30, 2005

EYE CANDY.

The film, Into the Blue, opens today. I get the funny feeling that it probably sucks.

But just look at the two main stars there. Paul "YUMMYLICIOUS" Walker and red hot babe Jessica Alba!

Makes me wanna go see it and waste my hard earned money looking at such pretty people and perhaps cumming in my pants admiring Walker's perfect abs.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

THE HILLS ARE ALIVE.

Pic earlier this evening as the sun was setting of the thick smoke and ash raining down on the San Fernando Valley tonight as the hills surrounding us burn into the night.

The smell is intense as are those fires I'm sure.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

"MAYBE I'M AMAZED."

I sat down and watched the Paul McCartney: Live in Red Square DVD tonight, and was once again wowed by the concerts this man manages to put on, even though he's in his early sixties now! The Russians seemed to love it; it must've been a magical night to have been there.

Yeah, the Rolling Stones and Elton John still impress as well, but is there a larger living musical icon alive today than Paul McCartney?

Probably not. Yeah, he was snobbish and conceited when he was younger and in his heyday as one of the major Beatles, but age and experience has mellowed him out, and kept him pretty popular with a legion of fans, young and old. I admire his tenacity, his devotion to his family, his very genuine love for his current spouse Heather, ex-wife Linda (R.I.P.), and overall, his amazing unquestionable talent as a songwriter and performer.

This guy has written some of modern history's greatest pop/rock songs, and I couldn't help but think as I was watching the DVD, how can someone be that incredibly damn talented!? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? McCartney could die tomorrow and be very content with having fulfilled every one of his (or any other human being's for that matter) dreams.

He's only worth about one billion dollars!

Which reminds me, he's coming to Los Angeles in November. If I want to go see him, I gotta shell out
$300 for a really good decent seat.

I do love
The Beatles that's for sure, and I keep hearing I'll only live once.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

HOW DID I MISS THIS BEFORE??!!













I want to thank my friend Steven for mentioning this to me tonight, the apparent face-off between Phil Donahue and Bill O'Reilly just a few days ago on the Fox News Channel. This is definitely old news to most really good bloggers out there who reported this already, but in case you missed it like I did, here it is, in all its glory! I love Phil and hate Bill, but I will have to give it to O'Reilly this time.

WOW! WOW! This has to be seen and heard to be believed. Yes, Cindy Sheehan and the rest of the messy war in Iraq are discussed in full hardcore screaming detail.

http://www.wakahiru-me.com/media/vid/fox/fox_of_donahue_sheehan_050921a.wmv ^

Monday, September 26, 2005

I UNDERSTAND HER PAIN, BUT SHE'S STARTING TO TAKE IT TOO FAR.


So this mother, Cindy Sheehan, who has now become synonymous with the anti-Iraq war movement due to the death of her 24 year-old son Casey got arrested for yet another one of her protests.

Mind you, I know the woman is heartbroken and in sorrow no doubt for the rest of her life due to the premature and tragic death of her son, but her anti-war message is starting to get embarrassing! Yes, it is a controversial stance I am taking, but if her son hadn't voluntarily enrolled in the military, then he would not have been shipped out and killed. She was also quoted once as saying that she was on the side of the terrorists and that they were "freedom fighters".

That's where I draw the line. F**K the terroriztz! They're nothing but evil life-taking assholes! It's because of them that we hear the daily horror strories of our soldiers (including Sheehan's son) getting blown up and shredded to bits!

I do not know what it's like to lose a son, and like I said earlier, I do feel for her and her pain. But even her other family members and other mothers who have lost their sons in combat say that Cindy does not speak for all of them, and that her rhetoric is only helping to give the enemy more ammunition to attack our forces.

I too would love to see our boys come home and out of that shithole, but alas, we gotta realistically now finish what has already been undoubtedly started.

Friday, September 23, 2005

MONTEREY/SAN JOSE PICS----PART DOS!
















The Best Western Beach Front Resort in Monterey, CA. If only I could stay there forever, and establish my own kingdom! TO DREAM...THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM!!!















Dat is me at Carmel Mission. Cute li'l doggies huh? Who are they?!















Lovely quiet quaint Carmel Mission, founded by Father Junípero Serra in 1770. He is buried here, and the gift shop I gotta say is so fuckin' awesome! Hope to tour the place more extensively with more time on my hands next time.















The spectacular and amazing Monterey Bay Aquarium! You'd swear it was the cast of Finding Nemo in the exhibit shown above! What makes Monterey so interesting is that you don't even have to visit the aquarium to witness marine wildlife! Dolphins and seals are abundant and very visible in the surrounding waters!















California has an undeniable Spanish past, as is evident in these photos. A plaque and a cross on Monterey Bay as the sun sets commemorate the arrival and founding of Monterey, CA by Spanish explorers and priests. Up and down the California Central Coast, there is no doubt that los españoles left their mark on the land with hundreds upon hundreds of place names.















The very curvy and dizzying Highway 1 through Big Sur and Los Padres National Forest does afford some spectacular views of the coast, including those two rocks and that cute li'l doggy at a restaurant stop site to pee.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

THE ANYTHING BUT BORING HURRACAYNE SEAZON DOS MIL CINCO.

Hmmm...read between the lines kids! This from the Associated Press:

Rita Makes Sharp Right Turn. Hurricane May Spare Houston, Galveston Direct Hit....

Rita's course is taking it toward the country's biggest concentration of oil refineries, and closer to New Orleans, which is still devastated by Hurricane Katrina. New Orleans is under a tropical storm warning.

Which means? WHICH MEANS??!! Having to suck off the gas station attendant and swallow his spooge for cheaper gas, because it's going to get ugly again.

Two million people have evacuated, causing massive traffic jams throughout Houston and the surrounding areas! I CANNOT EVEN IMAGINE! Being stuck in traffic some say, for at least 10 hours or so!

Last year Florida got battered, this year, it looks as though the Gulf Coast is getting pounded, and not in a good way! New Orleans is going to get more unneeded rain.

SHEESH! How much more can our fragile beloved li'l country take?!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

ENOUGH ALREADY!

O.k. This is starting to get a little ridiculous and exaggerating.

Another massive hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico??!!

GOOD GOD MAN! Are terroristz behind this shit or something?!

Well, now the Gulf Coast of TexASS is going to be obliterated, by monstrous Hurricane Rita.

Dear God. More dead people. More billions of dollars in damage. Higher gas prices.

Mother Nature has gone mad, and perhaps, rightfully so.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

SAN JOSE/MONTEREY PICS---PART UNO!!!


















Immortalized by John Steinbeck, Cannery Row. Ese soy yo. This is a great country ain't it? Good ole' Monterey, CA.













"Sarah Winchester's beautiful but bizarre mansion." says the narrator recording at the entrance of the tour.














A staircase to nowhere?! The Winchester house (black and white photo above), as it appeared before the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake.









Moi in front of Winchester. (Upper right pic) That is beautiful San Francisco Bay, the Golden Gate Bridge, and full moon hitting the waters below that had to be seen to be believed! Life is but a dream...
















For good, but expensive mouth watering steak, try this joint in San José, CA.

That is the Winchester Mansion (night pic), famous for its owner and her kooky non-stop construction on the house. http://www.winchestermysteryhouse.com/

Sunday, September 18, 2005

AT KINKO'S IN MONTEREY RIGHT NOW.

HAHA! That's right. Ending day two of a massive tour of Northern California. Well, not masssive, but so far my bud and I have done San José, a quick gorgeous clear night view of the Golden Gate Bridge/San Francisco Bay, the Winchester House and today we just arrived in Monterey.

It goes without saying, it is beautiful up here. Simply beautiful. Sure must be expensive huh?

Well, hope to have some pics of this remarkable trip later this week.

Back to my sweet getaway...

Friday, September 16, 2005

TELLING THE SEXUAL TRUTH.

Doesn't our prez look like a total homosexual in this picture? AHAHAHA! That's him giving a speech yesterday from Jackson Square in New Orleans, celebrating the slow but certain comeback of the city and admitting how effed up the government was in its response.

I wonder if "Georgey boy" ever had a gay experience when he was a young lad. Not that his conservativeness would allow him to ever admit to it, mind you! I ran across this survey: http://www.cdc.gov/nchs/products/pubs/pubd/ad/361-370/ad362.htm, from the CDC I believe on the sexual behavior of Americans, and so much of it steers towards heterosexuality, but I wonder if it's due to the respondents lying about their sexual history.

I mean, how easy is it for a young good looking guy with lots to lose to admit he's bobbed on a knob or boinked another dude? NOT VERY! I figure lots of males still lie, because even though it's easier to be gay these days, there's still plenty of hate out there from family, friends, and society as a whole.

So most men gotta keep it on the downlow, know what I'm saying brotha?

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

TODAY'S LESSON: INDEPENDENCE DAY.

No, not July 4, 1776.

Let's talk about history, shall we class?

BORING!

Now now class, I promise this'll be very very interesting.

This week (September 15 and 16) marks Central American and Mexican Independence Day! What the ef does it all mean?! Well, like our American Revolution back in the late 1700's, the countries just south of the present day United States wanted their freedom too, from the tyrannical and unfair oppressive government of Spain. (And no, Cinco de Mayo is not Mexican Independence Day, it's just a battle where the French were stopped from invading back in the 1860's. )

Ah yes! The Motherland, that whore of whores Spain! Like England and her colonies, Spain had administered (efficiently, but devoid of human rights) large chunks of the Western Hemisphere from Mexico to Argentina from the 1500's till the 1800's, when Mexico and the countries below it decided they had had enough of the dwindling European power's interference in their affairs.

Those who called for independence: men like Hidalgo (Mexico), Delgado (El Salvador), Morelos (Mexico), Bolívar (Venezuela), O'Higgins (Chile), and San Martín (Argentina) many times lost their lives to execution as traitors of the ruling state and/or had to fight arduously with raised armies to fight the Spaniards. Like the United States before them, the blood they shed for their dream was not in vain. The South Americans too, around this same time were fighting to throw dem spics (the Spaniards) out of their affairs and were forming free nations up and down the coast.

Sadly, unlike the American Revolution, which broke us away from England and made us into a great prosperous nation, this is not the case with Mexico, Central America or South America. Ya see, after independence, the meddlesome buck-toothed oogly foul vile tea-drinking Brits decided they would meddle into the affairs of these new free nations. Well of course, they could afford to since the British Empire was at its peak in the 1800's as the world's leading power! The land continued to be exploited not by Spain now, but by England!

And as the United States grew as a world power in the late 1890's, so did its influence in what we now know and love to call Latin America. Exploitation and control yet again! Till the present day! No thanks of course to the mighty American dollar and the convenience with which it is used to buy present Latin American governments to keep the poor POOR and make the rich RICHER!

There is so much to be discussed and analyzed here, but I better let you go class. This is enough history for today. Hope you learned something here that you may not have already known and I hope it all sheds some light as to why we have so many ILLEEEEEGALLS crossing into our country today. Basically, these people would starve back home! They're eating shit and wanna save themselves and their families before it's too late!

All thanks to the colonial powers of the past and present!

Spain: The whore that raped great great great great grandma Huiztlititi, stole her gold, and made her speak Spanish and worship Jesus and a thousand saints.

England: The nosey bitch that built railroads and continued to steal more resources.

United States: The big-dicked meddler that continued the Spanish/English tradition, but oddly doesn't take care of its borders well enough perhaps due its guilty conscience and need for new "slaves".

Class is dismissed.

--Special thanks to Wikipedia for serving as a wonderful resource.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

"CALGON, TAKE ME AWAY!"

I'm really really trying to keep my desk at work as neat and as organized as possible. But it is almost like climbing Mt. Everest. It's everyone's junkyard, as they come and dump paperwork, mail, boxes, files, and other shit on it all day long! Sometimes without a post-it-note!

I FREAKIN' HATE IT! I HATE IT!! DAMN IT! ARGH!

I don't wanna deal with the incessant phone calls, the faxes, copies, data entry, office supplies, co-worker beatches and assholes, a supervisor from Calcutta, or any of it! NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Laissez-moi vivre bande des idiots!

I am so burned out, I cannot WAIT for my two-week vacation coming up, starting Friday evening.

THANK GOD ALMIGHTY. San Jose/Monterey/Carmel/San Francisco, here I come!

Monday, September 12, 2005

BLACKOUT.

Well that was interesting.

A mistake due to the wrong cable being cut somewhere by a DWP employee lead to a two-hour blackout throughout Los Angeles today.

I'm sure everyone got freaked out and suspected terrorism.

I know I did.

How sad that we live in these unsure times. We are truly vulnerable and the time to go out, get supplies, and become truly prepared has never been more urgent.

One of these days, I fear it will be terrorism or an earthquake in my beloved city of Angels.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL.



Where were you on 9/11/01?

My father had just been killed in an assault outside of a bank in El Salvador five days earlier. So naturally, our family was devastated as it was. I was plagued with severe debilitating anxiety disorder and was, (on top of that), trying to deal with his death.

Then came that bloody awful Tuesday morning.

I remember my mother, crying uncontrollably and hearing her shout in Spanish, "¡NUEVA YORK!" from the dining room area. I was locked up in my room, and had not slept well that morning as I woke up to turn on the TV and watch images of the smoking towers. One of them I believe had already crumbled or was about to. I was too out of it to notice.

I opened my bedroom door to find my brother watching the kitchen TV, my mom at the dining table sobbing, saying, "Vienen más aviones secuestrados, tal vez uno para acá." (There's more hijacked planes, probably one on it's way here).

I immediately grabbed my portable radio to try to understand what was going on, and tuned in to Howard Stern, who was live on the air and in utter disbelief as to what had happened and was still unfolding in his city. I debated whether to go to work or just use the bereavement time I still had not finished using up for Dad's death. I called work to see if we were up and running, and was told that we were. I got dressed, went to work, and my HINDI FROM BOMBAY INDIAN DOT ON HER FOREHEAD supervisor still had the audacity to ask me why I was late to work! Gee, I have a personal tragedy to contend with bitch and perhaps the world is topsy turvy this morning as well too! In case ya didn't notice! UH DUH!

Got to work where everyone had the most sobering and devastated looks on their faces. What really got done that day? Nothing really. All I could hear were radios and portable TV's throughout the office. The phones were dead. America was shocked. Horrified. Disgusted. Afraid. Why wasn't our office just told to go home? I dunno, but it was a stupid thing to keep us there the whole day whilst most of the country shut down, and rightfully so.

My walk around the block during my break time was strange. Hearing such peace and quiet in the skies is one of those eerie things about the whole day I will never forget. No planes. I knew what had happened through radio and the Internet. But it was only till I got home that I saw all the footage. The burning towers, the second plane striking, the collapse.

I used to believe that people covered their gaping open mouths in disbelieving horror only on film and TV. But I too did the same thing when I saw those people leap to their deaths. Yes, it was enough to make even the toughest man cry.

By nightfall, I had seen the footage dozens and dozens of times, was pretty angry and embarrassed that this had happened to us Americans. Went to bed, had a nightmare in the middle of the night about the whole awful episode.

Then came the day after...

And the world has and never will be the same since.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

9/11 EVE.

O.k. not as mind-blowingly horny today. Ahem. Sorry for yesterday's tirade! LOL! Ya know those hormones!

Happy to see celebrities come together for the Katrina Telethon, happy to hear Kanye got booed at a football game, happy Chris Rock made the joke that "G.W. Bush hates circus midgets", happy to hear that the death toll in New Orleans might actually be less than originally and frighteningly expected.

Generally happy today.

On this, the eve of the fourth anniversary of the most earth-shattering event of our time...

Friday, September 09, 2005

LET'S TALK ABOUT SEX.


It's Friday! THANK GOD!

And I am horny! SO HORNY! I haven't shot my wad in about three days, so here I am at work climbing the walls! CLIMBING THE WALLS DAMNIT! GOTTA GET THIS SPOOGE OUT OF MY BALLS!

What I wouldn't give to secretly take one of my cute hunky co-workers and suck him off in the office! Or be willingly raped! Or just pump and destroy a hot stud's butthole to no end! Ladies, if you're reading this, if only you knew what it's like to be a man, full of testosterone, with the undeniable biological and physiological need to rid oneself of the man juice brewing in our testicles! IF ONLY YOU KNEW! Gay men are only worse than straight guys. Our sex drive is through the roof most of the time. COCK COCK COCK! COCK-A-DOODLE DOO!! DOOOO ME NOW!

Sure, women get horny too and want it just as bad, but I don't know or even think it comes close to the urges men feel. We just happen to be more aggressive and obsessed sexually. DUH! It's universally known ain't it?

Jesus, I sound like the
Dawg all of a sudden.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

BLOODY HILARIOUS BUT OH SO TRUE!!!

Way to go American journalists! I am impressed!

Thanks to Ms. Loser for providing this info:

http://www.crooksandliars.com/2005/09/02.html#a4762

Kanye West making Mike Myers uncomfortable with his hilarious ranting is nothing short of PRICELESS!

But the real heroes are Shepard Smith and Geraldo Rivera (whom I usually can't stand), Paula Zahn, Jack Cafferty, Robert Siegel and Ted Koppel. Just when I thought the American media was full o'crap, here come these individuals to partially save the day!

You have to watch/listen to each and every one of the clips on that page. Just why did it take so freakin' long to help the Katrina victims in New Orleans? FEMA/Homeland Security, do you have any real answers? Hmmm??!!

CROOKS AND LIARS! HAHA!

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

DANCE WITH MY FATHER.

It was Thursday, September 6, 2001. Four years ago today...

I had been suffering greatly with anxiety disorder the previous months that summer, and it was horrible. Panic attacks, unbearable dizziness, a general bleakness about life. Why me? Why these symptoms? Why this condition? Heaven knows, but it was definitely due to unresolved issues and emotional problems I was going through and dealing with. Maybe I was foreseeing the tragedies to come. I had only been at my new job for a few months, and was struggling to keep it. Went to work as normal that day, and went home for lunch as usual, feeling like shit.

Then the phone rang. It was my uncle. To tell me my father was dead. Dead at 58. Of an "accident" he said. His few months down in the old country, El Salvador, had ended tragically.

I hung up on my uncle immediately, in total shock and disbelief. If anxiety had plagued me all summer long, now it was going to get worse. It was the last thing I needed to hear. News spread to all my family that afternoon, but then the real cause of his death was revealed later: he was murdered. In cold blood. Like John Lennon. IT ONLY MADE THE PAIN WORSE.

The story goes that Dad and Grandpa were leaving some bank, and that they both got into my Dad's blue pick-up truck. Two guys in scooters pulled up to the driver's side window. I don't know if Dad resisted the robbery attempt, but possibly he did, most of us knew how "macho" and tough he could be at times. It was no match for the weapon, several shots were fired, two hit my dad and one grazed my Grandpa in the hand. My father's last words were, "¡Me mataste hijo de puta!" , which translates to, "You killed me you motherfucker!" And he painfully and horrifically looked at Grandpa (his father), knowing he would die, tried to drive off for help, and simply passed out in the driver's seat, on the steering wheel, as he bled to death...

The culprits? They got away, never to be caught, the damage permanently done.

I never flew down to the old country for services. Many of my half brothers and sisters did. Grandma (Dad's mom) says there was so much fighting over property and material possessions down there, it got pretty sickening. She thinks it was a better idea to remain here in California, and mourn. I had no other choice, I had to stay, I was too sick to fly anyway.

I hate the way my father died. I could've accepted a car accident, a heart attack, or a stroke a lot easier than murder. It was rough to deal with this blow. I cried and cried all that weekend. Couldn't believe my old man got knocked off that way. My mom and him had not been together for years, but it still hit her hard. She still loved him no doubt. We all did.

I miss him terribly, and although he was not the perfect father and I had lots of issues to resolve with him, my conscience is clear, in that I was the best I could be, and so was he. He was a great son and friend. Espero algún día ir a ver su tumba (I hope one day to go see your grave).

And so it went, I was in deep mourning from September 6, 2001 right on through that very weekend...

THEN CAME TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 11, 2001...

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Friday, September 02, 2005

THE DRAMA IN ATLANTIS CONTINUES.


Yes, I know it seems like I can't let go of this event and probably won't for a good while. I mean, the whole thing is so monstruous and affects this country as a whole, the likes of which I have not seen since 9/11! On the one hand, this is worse than 9/11 in that more people and areas are affected, on the other, September 11 still stands as a vicious act inflicted by evil humans; it was a terrorist act that should not have happened whereas this is a natural disaster which really we cannot and could not escape. Unfortunately, when Mother Nature is pissed, she's pissed, and there is nothing we can do to stop or control the forces of nature other than to prepare, flee, or ride it out.

I too am frustrated as hell that these desperate people are not getting the adequate food and water they need as rapidly as they should be. I am angry at all the divisions of government for not attending to those still remaining in New Orleans literally fainting, dropping dead, starving and thirsting at the Superdome or the convention center. It is annoying, it is chaotic, but this is to be expected. A disaster of this scale is not easy to tend to. I don't wanna blame anyone, I just hope it all settles down soon and as many lives as possible can be saved. It must suck to be hungry and thirsty, I know how cranky I get!

I do wanna pimp slap one of my co-workers though for bringing in the "wickedness of humans" argument this morning and how God is taking revenge on New Orleans for all its sin. WELL EF YOU! That's the last thing I need or want to hear. "Oh, iss comin' to us soon when an earthquake hits L.A!" she says. Well yeah, thanks for the reminder you bloated sack o'crap! I guess this is a good wake up call to stock up and prepare, since it looks as though relief agencies do take a good while to help. Or could it be that New Orleans is overwhelmingly black, poor, dependent and there is a racist ideology at work here? "Uh no! You juss don't undastand 'cause you ain't ova dere!" my co-worker replies. "When dis shit gits ova hee, u jussa wait!" Again, I cannot overstate it enough, how lucky I am to have this lady here tellin' me how it is! YOU BACKWARD BARBARIC OVERBLOWN MORONIC JUDGMENTAL KNOW-IT-ALL!

Dear looter, if it's because you need a hot dog, a Sprite, or a new pair of shoes, I can understand why you're going into the 7-Eleven or Wal-Mart and just taking it, survival is crucial and human. But if it's because this is your chance to get yo' lady that diamond ring she's always wanted or that Playstation you've been itching to buy for years and can now freely afford by just taking it, then SCREW YOU! That is so wrong! It's embarrassing! Thugs shooting at rescue workers, rapings, and all that other mess is uncalled for! Plenty of water in the city is available to just dunk their heads in and drown these screwballs!

I believe in America. Maybe our government right now is a li'l effed up, but for the most part, I patriotically stand by this great nation. We have struggled and worked hard to build a mighty empire. A standard of living unequaled the world over. Entertainment, malls, amusement parks, markets, and other awesome things we have the world marvels and copies, or just plain wants but cannot master! This disaster shall not destroy America, and we will show the judgmental world at this time that we will survive. I know many stand there in disbelief right now pointing fingers at "divided and Third World America", but trust me, we shall rebuild, and come through.

SO EF YOU BELIEVERS OF ISLAM WHO ARE CALLING KATRINA THE SOLDIER OF ALLAH, EF YOU WORLD FOR FINGER POINTING, EF YOU ALL WHO WANNA STOMP ON MY GREAT COUNTRY ONCE AGAIN.

In short, EF YOU.


New Orleans will be rebuilt and thrive again, right? RIGHT???!!!

Thursday, September 01, 2005

SCUM THAT NEEDS TO DIE.

Just as the evil and stupid asshole looters and thugs hampering rescue efforts in New Orleans should be hung by the balls, so too should The Christian Right for these acenine and offensive comments!

Thanks to Loren Soth for providing this article:

GROUP LINKS KATRINA TO ANNUAL GAY PARTY
Christopher Curtis, PlanetOut Network

published Wednesday, August 31, 2005


An organization of Christian fundamentalists claims the destruction brought on by Hurricane Katrina is God's judgment against New Orleans for holding festivals like the annual gay Southern Decadence party.

"Although the loss of lives is deeply saddening, this act of God destroyed a wicked city," said Repent America director Michael Marcavage on the organization's Web site. "From 'Girls Gone Wild' to 'Southern Decadence,' New Orleans was a city that had its doors wide open to the public celebration of sin. May it never be the same."

Southern Decadence, which was scheduled for the Labor Day weekend, has since been canceled.
The comments from Repent America come as New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin noted Katrina probably killed thousands of people in the "Crescent City."

"Let us pray for those ravaged by this disaster," Marcavage said. "However, we must not forget that the citizens of New Orleans tolerated and welcomed the wickedness in their city for so long."

Repent America's Web site noted New Orleans' past three mayors issued official proclamations welcoming visitors to Southern Decadence. The Web site also noted the "New Orleans City Council made other proclamations recognizing the annual homosexual celebration."

"May this act of God cause us all to think about what we tolerate in our city limits, and bring us trembling before the throne of Almighty God," Marcavage concluded, adding a biblical citation from Matthew 5:45: "[God] sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust."

The Rev. Dr. Cindi Love, executive director of the Metropolitan Community Churches (MCC), quoted back from the Bible. "Jeremiah 29 says, 'I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you. I will give you hope and a good future.' We rest on these promises."

"I feel sad that anyone is taking advantage of the suffering of people when they are so vulnerable," Love told the PlanetOut Network. "So, I am praying for our brothers and sisters who are blaming gays and lesbians for this disastrous hurricane. I ask them to use their energy to pray for those afflicted and to take the resources being used to attack gays and lesbians and use them to provide relief. There are far more 'straight' people, including children, suffering in this incident than gay people. I don't believe God punishes any of us with natural disasters, and I believe that God is with us in this one all the way through."
Love added that the MCC was organizing a relief effort.

"The scripture that comes to my mind is 'Jesus wept,'" said the Rev. Susan Russell, president of Integrity, an LGBT Episcopal group. "Jesus weeps today for the loss of life in New Orleans and he weeps that his gospel is being hijacked by the rabid rhetoric of the religious right -- that is in its own way as destructive to our national fabric as Hurricane Katrina has been."

"What needs to happen is people of all backgrounds need to unite and focus instead on helping bring supplies to the people in need," Russell said. "Hurricane Katrina did not discriminate in its path of destruction, and neither does God's love."

Ah ye judgmental jerk-offs, we're not surprised by your cheap old rhetoric. It's tired and we saw it coming.

Glad the article ends on a positive high-note however, with those who truly display the love Jesus taught and would have wanted at this very difficult time.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW IS TODAY


Rising water. Broken levees. Hundreds dead. People dying trapped in their attics. Desperate attempt to find survivors and evacuate them. The Superdome cannot sustain people anymore. It's hot and humid. A city practically deserted, but still inhabited and rotting under massive amounts of water. Looting. Shootings. Chaos.

What is happening here is nothing short of historic and monumental. Those of us far away, in our comfortable homes, stuck in traffic, at our dead-end jobs really are blessed.

My heart, prayers, and thoughts are with all the affected in the Gulf areas and in New Orleans. If anything, I'll help with my pocketbook, I just wish I could do more.

If you are reading this, please donate whatever you can. Think of what it would be like for you to be in their situation right now. This is our country, our people, our brothers and sisters in dire need.

AND WHERE THE F**K ARE THE OTHER COUNTRIES OF THE WORLD AND THEIR HELP? HMMM??!!! WE'RE THERE FOR YOU, HOW ABOUT BEING HERE FOR US??!!


http://www.redcross.org/index.html

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

HURRICANE KUNTRINA


Aw! Even poor li'l animals, like the doggy pictured above are suffering through the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.

It's the day after and my obsesssion with this hurricane continues, in great part due to the fact, as I have mentioned before, that I've been to these affected areas in the past two years, and it bothers and hurts me greatly that these very nice and friendly people are going through such a difficult trial right now.

New Orleans, which many in the media say could've been dealt a worse fate, was still hit hard; the mayor of the city says that 80% of the city is flooded! I cannot even imagine this, what with no power, no running water, and the water stagnantly just there like vegetable beef soup with nowhere to go? What is this going to bring? Where are these people going to go to the bathroom? What of the smell? I think the toxic cesspool they feared might just come true. Lake Pontchartrain just got bigger as it spills into the city, and the Superdome is becoming an uncomfortable shelter very quickly. Shit man! And I mean that literally.

Mississippi is in worse shape with dozens killed there, and towns like Biloxi and Gulfport are almost gone! Alabama had some serious damage too. New Orleans is getting more national attention it seems, but these areas have been way more devastated, although I think the overall misery will be worse in LA NOUVELLE ORLEANS as the days and weeks go by with that sitting water. Yeah, the French Quarter survived very well, but that is no consolation for the residents in the surrounding areas, many of whom own the businesses in the Quarter that bring in the tourists from around the world. It's just one big effed up mess right now, and my heart goes out to them, how would I feel if my freakin' house was flooded in, or heavily damaged? It just sucks donkey penis.

Southern Decadence was supposed to happen this very Labor Day weekend! KISS THAT GOODBYE YE FAGS! Surely the religious right is happy about this and will claim tha "hurracayne" came to the area to destroy the sin. What a bunch of assholes.

Meanwhile, for the past two days, President Bush has been giving speeches to seniors in nursing homes about Medicare and the victory over Japan in World War II! Perfect timing Bushy! Is he going to do a mandatory tour of the devastated area at all? The lame duck is showing his true colors...

With all the hurricane coverage on cable TV, radio, and the Internet, I serendipitously ran into live streaming video of local TV stations in the New Orleans area and am now fascinated and hooked by this technology! WOW! It's way too awesome to have a fast computer and excellent connection at home to be able to watch live TV as it is aired the world over! This is a dream come true man! Where have I been? Obviously in the dark, until I got my new computer and cable connection at home back in April.

For more info. on live programs the world over in any language:

http://wwitv.com

If I was on the Internet a lot before, now I'll be permanently glued.

Monday, August 29, 2005

A VERY DIFFERENT FRENCH QUARTER.


I keep reading and hearing this morning how New Orleans was spared the brunt of the storm, but don't kid yourselves kids, the damage and destruction is going to be major.

I hate how the American media jumps the gun on news stories, always trying to instantly summarize events as they happen, how about just letting them occur and then report correctly on the aftermath? All this supposing, speculating, and crap gets on my last nerve.

Watching, reading, hoping, and praying here...

Sunday, August 28, 2005

MON DIEU! LA NOUVELLE ORLEANS EST DANS LA MERDE! (MY GOD! NEW ORLEANS IS IN DEEP SHIT!)

So, this huge, and I MEAN HUGE hurricane is barreling down on New Orleans and the surrounding gulf areas.

A part of me feels bad, I've been to New Orleans and had lots of fun the past two New Year's Eves there, hope the city isn't massively flooded since it is below sea level.

"The Big Easy" is about to get a little more complicated...

Saturday, August 27, 2005

¿SE HABLA ESPAÑOL?

So, there I was, reading up Wikipedia, and although the article on the Spanish language is well written, I felt it was lacking something.

The original opening paragraph:

Spanish or Castilian is an Iberian Romance language, and the fourth most widely spoken language in the world. It is spoken as a first language by about 352 million people, or by 417 million including non-native speakers (according to 1999 estimates).

So I added this:

Arguably, it is, after English, now considered the second most important language in the world (probably replacing even French), due to its increased usage in the United States, the high birth rate in most of the countries where it is official, the growing economies of the Spanish-speaking world, its enormous influence on the global music market, and simply due to the broad number of areas on the Earth's surface that the language is spoken in.

So far, I've yet to receive edits on my addition, but I'm waiting for opposition from the naysayers. As a Spanish speaker myself, yes I am a little biased, but is my added statement not correct and objectively written?

Thursday, August 25, 2005

LOS NIÑOS Y LOS LOCOS DICEN LAS VERDADES. (CHILDREN AND CRAZY PEOPLE ALWAYS TELL THE TRUTH.)


Hold the phone! The dork pictured above may have a point!

Yeah, he went off in the most ridiculous manner on how the U.S. should assassinate Venezuelan president
Hugo Chávez just the other day and everyone by now knows Pat Robertson is religiously insane, but upon listening to a radio talk show this morning, some guy on there made the valid point that we need to pay attention to countries just south of our border a little more, because geographically speaking, they are in our backyard and could be the breeding ground and launching pad for terrorism. Pat Robertson may have just inadvertently woken us up, albeit in a most laughable fashion!

I mean, doesn't it make sense??!! Governments that hate us, and that includes Venezuela, Brazil, Cuba, and a host of other Latin American nations could potentially be training ground for
Al Qaeda and other anti-U.S. terrorist organizations.

Nevermind just the hostile governments south of us, but as is the case with
El Salvador (my parent's homeland by the way), there is a huge lethal danger with street gangs, most notably La Mara Salvatrucha, which is notoriously violent, and could possibly offer Al Qaeda the right recruits to sneak in WMD's and carry out attacks for them. That's pretty freakin' scary!

A MUST READ!--->
http://worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=37468

We need to wake up and I'm hoping our government is paying attention.

But then again, the control on our border is pretty lax at this point.

God help us...