09.29.02
Greetings everyone!
This is the beginning as they say. Today Is the second day in my attempt at
creating this website. I've only sat infront of dreamweaver for a couple of
hours now and I'm trying to get this all down and done. We will see if I will
master this program (as well as others I am using to create this site (such
as Illustrator) or if I will eventually quite this whole thing and just leave
this site untouched till I can't make the payments to host the site any longer.
I plan on periodically filling in here my thoughts about life the universe
and everything. How things are going on the site building and how things are
going in general. You can come check it out. Or you can not. It's all really
up to how nosey you are about other peoples lives (specifically those of people
who's sites you stumble upon randomly and who you don't know from adam, or
maybe you do know adam in which case tell him daniel says hi *smile*)
So here it is, my first entry. And if this is any indication of whats to come,
expect to be bored, Extremely BoReD.
D.R.G.
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08.05.03
5:22 am
What's the difference?
love: n.
1. A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude
toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive
qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.
2. A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one
is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance.
a. Sexual passion.
b. Sexual intercourse.
c. A love affair.
3. An intense emotional attachment, as for a pet or treasured object.
4. A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction;
beloved. Often used as a term of endearment.
5. An expression of one's affection: Send him my love.
6. A strong predilection or enthusiasm: a love of language.
7. The object of such an enthusiasm: The outdoors is her greatest love.
lust: n.
1. Intense or unrestrained sexual craving.
2. An overwhelming desire or craving: a lust for power.
3. Intense eagerness or enthusiasm: a lust for life.
4. Obsolete. Pleasure; relish.
Yes.. I admit.. I needed to check this word out too…. I "Love" that they use a different version of the same damn word in the definition
so·lic·i·tude: n.
1.The state of being solicitous; care
or concern, as for the well-being of another. See Synonyms at anxiety .
2. A cause of anxiety or concern. Often used in the plural.
Not
that I didn’t figure it out by this point.. but... just to be thorough...
so·lic·i·tous: adj.
1. Anxious or concerned: a solicitous parent.
2. Expressing care or concern: made solicitous inquiries about our family.
See Synonyms at thoughtful .
3. Full of desire; eager.
4. Marked by or given to anxious care and often hovering attentiveness.
5. Extremely careful; meticulous: solicitous in matters of behavior.
Why
am I posting all this? Well.. I was just trying to figure out the where the
line is… according to dictionary.com
.. it’s in how much u care about the person … caring.. maybe I
should look that one up too…..
And
I do realize that there is a difference.. and you can have one w/o the other….
You Love your mother but u don’t Lust after her (least I hope not…If
you do.. don’t tell me about it….) and sure I Lust after Natalie
Portman… but really would I Love her if I knew her?
It’s
just interesting to me how much we get caught up in these two emotions….
Frankly I wish I didn’t…. I’d prolly be a much more productive
person if I wasn’t thinking about all this crap ….. hrmmmm ……
Why
can’t I get to sleep tonight!!…. grrrr…..
D.R.G.
07.22.03
12:00 am
Thank You
So even though my Make me a Millionaire attempts are not going so well (so far collected 1 dollar!). People have started to by my warez. On Cafe Press. I just wanted to say, thank you for the support!
07.21.03
1:47am
The Bastards took my idea!
Election 2012 Thats right..... Somebody in HBO musta ran across my site or heard my rants (i've only been talking about being president since I was a kid)... wether they want to admit it or not.. it's to much of a fuckin coincidence... they want to record people running 8 years in advance who happen to turn 35 in 2012?.... Come ON!.... my concept. my idea.. just a regular guy who wants to run.. b/c I have every right 2 and I care for my country.. whats worse.. they don't even bother to mention it to me.... pssss...... I can't even BELIEVE that it was possibly just someone came up w/ the idea on their own at the same time i did.. but decided to just use it as a show concept....
anywayz.. no matter.... I'm still running.. I'll still do it my way. however that is.... and I will get my message across.....
One thing.. I don't remember if I said this b4.. but if I did .. it bears repeating for those who are as lazy as me and won't read my whole entry list again....
I was telling someone once about my concept.. of running.. of the importance to me, of the two issues, health and education. And they said.. "well hopefully, noone else will have done anything about it b4 you have a chance to run". When they said it I just laughed... but after actually thinking about this statement.. I was thought.. NO.. actually I wish that someone WOULD do something about it. I'm not looking to do this for power.. Hell.. I'm a Hispanic American, Non-religioius, At the moment.. no family. I don't even think most people wil take me seriously.. but I BELIEVE in my country. To me i'm not specifically Hispanic American.. I'm AMERICAN. And I love america .. fucked as it is. I WANT whats good for our country. And if someone else out there can fix the problems B4 I run.. then YAY.. GREAT.. SUPER!.. cause I'm doing this to get the word out.. to DO for my country! I'm not expecting my country to do for me. But boy if it did.. I would be joyous! And I could go back to shirking life to the fullest... *smirk*
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Edited later today****
so someone posted a comment on livejournal.. then pulled it (I have a link
there back to these postings) apparently sounding offended by a comment I
made in this posting.. here is what they said...."Uh....what's the deal
with you not thinking you're hispanic-american? So being Hispanic makes you
less american? In this land built by and for immigrants, you wish to not acknowledge
your own cultural heritage?
Is that being American?
So, under your definition, what is American?"
I have a response to that..... and it is simple.... I am American.... America IS a great melting pot... technically speaking there are only a few "americans" here.. and they were all conquered and done away w/ centuries ago... the last vestiges of these people now seperated out as "native americans" then there's "hispanic americans".. "african americans".. etc.... why though, are there no "european americans". It's simple really.. b/c .. they know the score!.... they don't call themselves something americans.. they ARE american... many of them still appreciate where their families came from.... AS DO I.... but I'm not seperating myself from my country. I'm not an outsider. I'm from here, born and raised and I'm American.
I realise there was a whole culture and heritage behind me.... but that does not make me Hispanic American.... it still makes me American..... see I think part of the problem w/ this country.. is this seperation. I don't see a distiction from whence u came. I see people born and raised HERE. A true patriot does not need to seperate themselves from their country to be heard. Be it by race, sex, religion. I believe, a true patriot can say.. hey.. I'm every bit a part of this WHOLE country no matter where my family came from.. cause hell.. all your families came from everywhere too..... and that is What makes america so great! America IS everyone, everything and the longer it takes us to realize this the longer it will be, b4 true equality exist throughout our fair nation.
07.15.03
2:12am
Well Apparently.. No one cares about my plight.. or rather no one wants to give me money for no reason thus far... I plan on updating the Make me a Millionaire Page w/ info on how much I owe in school loans and How much people have given to me... (thus far NOTHING). Also I just added two more stores to Cafe Press Check on the links back at the Send Money Page.
The New Stores are for my new errr.. lets call it a club of sorts... it's for all those throttle TWISTers out there. Who love to ride.... Be it scooters, cruisers, sports bikes, atv's, mopeds. you name it. See i've noticed that there are quite a few people out there who pick on and proceed to bash the rest. The way I see it they are all fun.... and if you make me a MILLIONAIRE then trust me I'll own at least one of each. But anyway.. I'm looking for people to join said club or at least said state of mind to TWIST is to have fun. Is how I see it. Ain't no way your going to make me pick just one. (well technically I have already chosen... but then again lets see if I can't afford to get a ducati sometime this lifetime as well as many others on my long wish list of TWIST fun.)
TWIST NATION FOREVER!
07.11.03
Spread the Word!!
Just updated my Send Money Page ... yeah I know its been done by others b4. but we are talking about me now!
07.09.03
3:46am
Lana, A work in progress..
...
I put some decals on my baby today... as shown in the pics above. i did it on both sides though I only took pics of the one side (she was already locked up for the night and I was to lazy to move her. B4 you ask since everyone so far already has. Her name is LANA in case u forgot... and 66 is my favorite number.. or actually I like 6's in general but I really dig the 66 (6 is all by itself and 666 has to many bad connotations so.... 66 it is.. I mean I could go with 6666.. but that just getting ridiculous) Still thinking of just putting the 66 in the front in a circle under the luggage rack.. We'll see how that goes..... I really wish I had gotten it done b4 the rally last weekend though.. the pics don't do it justice it really looks hot.. grin. i'm really happy about my baby's new racing stripes.
Anyway... I promised a real entry about my philly weekend so here it goes. Friday.. the 4th.. I started out by riding out into Jersey halfway between Philly and New York to go to a BBQ with some old friends I havn't seen or really hung out w/ in a long time.... That was kool... I think I almost exploded on the meat .. (all we had was meat and corn... nothing else.... oh yeah.. and I brought popsicles and kurt made some pies... go kurt!) but needless to say.. once I was done I could barely move let alone think about the rest of the ride I had left to get to philly... But ride I did. You know.. I've ridden the roades to philly a million times at this point and I must say.. after Speeding down that roadway at a minimum of 80 mph it really sucks not being able to go faster.. (meaning go to my send money link and buy my shit.. so I can afford to supe up my baby!!) but anyway.. I got there in once piece.. and realized that I had a). Forgotten to print out the rally itinerary (though this isnt completely true.. I printed out a places suggested by past rally goes which had mentions of the intinerary.. just not the official one) b). forgotten to write down Jim's Cell Phone # (the person who I knew from philly who was kind enough to let me stay w/ him while I was there) and c). basicaly had no clue what to do.
After making a route around the parts of philly i knew.. mainly Broad St. South St & Market St. Hoping to find some scooterista riding along together.... (mind you.. I find... many other vehicles riding in packs.... cruisers, sports bikes, and even a group 10 atv riders who didn't even bother riding on the right side of the road at some points!) I found no scooters.... I also kept getting the voicemale of the one persons number I did happen to have on me which was one of the other NYC riders who planned to come up.. but seeing as I hadn't spoken to him at all that day.. I wasn't even sure he hadn't changed his mind. Finnally after taking the tour of central philly.... I remembered that though I may not have jim's number others I know might.. so i quickly called around and got his cell... left him a message and decided to just fuck it and enjoy my time in philly.. so I went back to south st. to check out the people.. Parked the bike and headed over to the waterfront to watch fireworks coming from New Jersey.
Eventually everyone decided to call me.... First Jim called to let me know he was on his way.. then to tell me he was here but way uptown over his brothers house to watch the fireworks that would be going off there.. since I had nothing better to do.. and fireworks are fireworks.. I decided to go up and join him.. course as soon as I agreed to this and was on my way up.. sebastion calls to say he just got my message and was headed over to a bar that was part of the itinerary.. (which actually was mentioned in my places to go email that I DID print out.. but when I buzzed by there was not ONE bike to speak of outside and the place still looked closed). So I decided to stay over Jim's brothers house.. which was kool.. cause we were in AC watching the pre fireworks show then once that was done.. we all climbed up on the roof and got a great view of the fireworks only a few blocks away..... If you want to check out some of it.. I added it to my Philly exp video HERE.
After the fireworks show.. I got my keys from Jim .. (I can't thank him enuff he was the ultimate host giving me a spare set of keys so I could come and go as I pleased) and headed on over to his place to drop off my stuff b4 going out to the bar. I went.. i did... then i was off to the bar.. only 5 measly bikes were parked there.. and sebastion as well as most of the others were already on their way home... apparently everyone was beat.. and so.. I didn't really stay since I didn't know anyone and I wasn't sure what to do. Instead I headed out to PAT's KING of STEAKS!! to get my cheesesteak .. (the real reason I love to go to philly so much). and happily ate my cheesesteak while sitting on my bike.. what more could a boi want?
Finnally I head on back to Jim's and crash out for the night. I wake up fairly early as everyone is congregating at druid's keep to check out each other's bikes and wait for the first ride of the day (and only I may add) I get there fairly early a few minutes b4 12 .. only then to realize that the ride isn't even for over 2 friggin hours.. there's no bbq yet.. thats AFTER the ride.... and it's fucking hot as hades there and the only option is a the Bar being a little outt of the way.. I would have to ride to get anything else. I go up to the bartender and ask him what non alcholic beverages he has.. and he looked at me like I had 3 heads..... finnally replies soda and I say I'l have one of those then. and to my relief it's only a buck fifty!.. heh.. imagine someone actually selling u soda that cheap in a bar in nyc?! so I drink the only liquid they carry that doesn't have alchohol .. fully realizing this will only dehydrate me more... and suck on those ice cubes and stick em on my neck forehead and shouldes and talk to random people. Ogle their bikes and bitch about the heat.. as I slowly wait till 2 rolls around. During that time period I do meet some people and get to chatting. I also make plans to ride back w/ the NYers who rode in.. which is good.. cause though it may be slower as I'm going w/ slower bikes down the 1.. at least it won't be as monotonous as me riding in alone. I fall completely in love w/ this guy's bike .. i'm really starting to appreciate Lambretta's, and the special w/ those 3 prong panels are def my favorite! The ride wasd pretty good.. though I almost got in a fight w/ somedumbguy. during the ride. How u ask? Well.. I'll tell ya.
See.... there was about 50 of us riding together.. which is a pretty big train of people to try to keep together in the city... so.. people were set up who ran the ride who were basically stopping traffic at intersections to keep the ride moving smoothly... well at one such roadway merge.. these to guys in a big deliver truck was barreling right towards us w/ no intention of stoppping whatsoever. So being .. well.... me.. and wanting to help out my felow riders.. I just stop in my tracks right in front of the truck leaving him no opportunity to try to squeeze himself into moving scooter traffic. The guy in the passenger seat is furious and literally gets up and starts banging away at his windshield asking what the fuck am I doing. (Now this part was told to me as I wasn't really thinking about my reaction when it was happening) but I just turned around and locked at him w/ a poker face and didn't move or say anything as he kept getting upset. He eventually got out of the truck and came over to yell at me some more. when this happen other bikes who noticed there was trouble stopped next to me for support.. (never got the first guys name.. but thanx I did appreciate it!) And the driver comes rolling out as well to tell us how this was fucked up and how we needed a police escort to do this. Once all the bikes were through he was like so what are u going to do now.. to which my reply was to look at the trail of bikes leading away and turn round after them. (funny side note.. one bike broke down on the ride.. and the chase vehicle had to stop and help them and lo and behold, but who was caught stuck behind them again.. but the same two delivery guys!). The ride ended at this museum and was quite nice.. at which point everyone was to split up for a poker run (groups of people would hit all the points on a map and collect a card from each spot whomever had the best hand would win the run). I of course would pick to go w/ the cute girls who also happen to be locals in hopes of finding the best routes to each point (hello laura and kelly). After hitting the first spot.. an ice cream parlor which many stayed for awhile... a quick thunderstorm quickly approached blowing shit into our faces and making us run for cover over one of the girls houses who lived close by. as we managed to fit 5 scooters into a small garage that already had two sitting inside the rain started and we ran into the house for cover. Let me tell u everytime i go over someones house in philly I get depressed.. they always have these big beautiful places that they pay next to nothing for when I live in a small little place just cause i'm in nyc.. not even in mahnhattan.. mind u.. but nyc none the less... .. sigh..... We chill out there for awhile and chat about random things.. though I found out that I'm apparently the only one of the people in the room who hasn't known each other for years.... so most of it is old stories of their time in college together or boyfriends and what bastards they are and all other inside jokes that I have no clue about.. Anyway.. either way some of the stories were quite funny.. (i certainly don't remember having this much fun in college but maybe it's cause I was only there a year and w/ a group ok kids 3 years younger than me when I finally went). Eventually we decided to go to the BBQ since we already missed the time slotted for the poker run.....
Ok.. I just realized how much I've been rambling in this post.. and frankly i'm getting tired.. so rather then shortchange the rest of the posting and just writing.. bbq/club night/ ride home the next day.... I'll post the rest of my weekend at a later date... maybe...
D.R.G.
07.07.03
6:13am
I'm not awake enough to put in a real entry.I went to philly for the weekend for a scooter rally. And I took pictures as well as a couple of minutes of video (literally just a couple of minutes). But bored as I was I played around w/ it and posted them so if you want to check out what I did this weekend here's a taste. The pics you can find on scoot.net w/ all the other pics people who were there posted as well.
06.25.03
2:19am
Stupid Is As Stupid Does
(or .. how I almost got run over then arrested by a cop... but ended up scott free!)
So... Sunday night I was hanging out w/ some friends..I went to see the movie
the hulk.... (better then I expected.. the cgi .. still looked like cgi..
but it didn't look as aweful as the commercials... or how a friend described
they animated a drawing made w/ a crayola marker)... We went to see the movie
down by ground zero at the Battery Park Theater...
Now one of the people who came w/ me.. has been out of NYC since b4 911.. so she wanted to see the site.... Since i was on my scoot and there were two people... I left them walking and rode ahead as to not leave one person walking alone.... I get to the site first of course.. and being on a scoot and used to just riding up to the sidewalk I do just that.. stop the bike and get off... now... being ground zero of course.. there are cops in big SUV's sitting around protecting the big hole in the ground... when they see me.. they motion to me to move the bike... so I hop on.. and w/o even thinking about it scoot across the street into a one way street cause there's parking not 2 feet into the street..
Of course genuis that I was .. I didn't think about the fact that I did this wrong way ride, even if it was 2 feet, right in front of a cop... they apparently jump into there suv's thinking I ran off down the street .... and come barreling around the corner I guess expecting to find me on the run... Meanwhile I was already off the bike and walking around the car to go onto the sidewalk and was nearly slammed into by said SUV (and I mean it was close he got w/in a foot of me).... soon as he stops he comes jumping out of his car w/ hands on his holster .. I dunno what he thought I was trying to do but he seemed to def think i was up to no good... and started demanding my license.. which I quickly produced for him.... his other friend's SUV comes barrelling in as well.. and he jumps out.. they are looking at my plate & at my license I guess calming down realizing it was just a stupid mistake on my part.... he asks me if I have any warrants and I just laugh... cause no I don't .. in fact minus the one time I was a bike messenger when I was 18.. I havn't been stopped by a cop in a vehicle since....
All i could do was apologize and wait for my ticket... As luck would have it they were apparently unprepared to give me a ticket for a moving violation.. (apparently protectors of the hole are only prepared for more serious offenses to said hole in the ground) and realizing that it was just a stupid mistake on my part said to me... "Your getting ure one get out of jail free card, I believe if i'm not prepared then i'm not going to bother" and just said.. "get outta here" which I quickly did.. jumping on my bike and scooting away (making sure to follow all traffic laws) and passing my friends having to tell em I'll call em in a sec.. then once I was out of the vicinity calling em and telling em what just happenned then meeting em at my new favorite place .. Cozy Soup & Burger... *the meat is the size of my head!
So thats my story....
Yes..
I realize that I did a dumb thing.. and got out of it lucky....
D.R.G.
06.14.03
4:30am
It's been awhile huh?
Yeah.. i know I havn't been posting much... for those 2 people who actually read this page..... and this one isn't going to be that long a post.. but I wanted to share somewhere.. and it's 4:30 am and noone is on .. so I figured i'd share it here....
I'm watching the PBS Jazz documentary by Ken Burns.. (awesome so far) and I just watched disc 2....which mainly focused on the awe inspiring greatest influence in Jazz ... Louis Armstrong .... and I was wondering to myself why in the day in age when everyone gets a movie made about their life.... he hasn't been made into one yet? Anyway... as I was watching this footage of an older performance I realized that Cuba Gooding Jr. has a remarkable resemblance to a young Louis Armstrong... so maybe if someone out there reads this they should do something about it! (and Pull Mr. Gooding outta this funk of horrible movies he's been doing... *who in their right mind agrees to do a movie like Snow Dogs?!?!) ... anyway..
even if they don't go w/ Gooding.. really... least VH1 or some cable channel should come up w/ a Louis Movie!.. hell.. even if it's just something to show during black history month... the man deserves his own flick!!
