Tuesday, October 08, 2002

the 808
so i took a trip all the way around maui today. i used to live on oahu (so did nate and matt) but maui is WAY different. its a lot less populated and i guess there is a lot more child molesters and drug addicts. we stopped at some store that was smack dead in the middle of nowhere. it was literally on a road that wasnt so much a road, but a series of pot holes filled in with concrete. some lady who looked like a poster child for skin cancer ran the place. creepy. my dad married a hawaiian lady, so therefore i now have a sort of mafia-esque extended family of very large samoans. they sure know how to cook though. and i doubt if i'll ever lose a fight while i'm here. i used to think matt was intimidating ... then i met Moi. this guy is literally 6 foot 8 and weighs in at no less than 350 pounds. its all muscle too. this guy is a mountain. i shook his hand and was immediately reminded of the first time i shook an adults hand when i was like 5. i would really hate to see this dude mad. imagine being crushed by a million giant boulders. that is roughly what it must be like to be punched by moi.

tasha ... you were right. the answer to that one pressing question is indeed "No". so the game moves into a new phase.

nate and matt. you are laying down on the job. what is this, history class? who cares about crap that happened last week? BLOG!!!!

ok... since nate and matt dont blog enough, here's what i think they would be saying if they were:

nate: salutations from the land whenceforth known as orting. i worked long and hard at borders today and i had an enticing encounter with a member of the opposite sex. i really want to buy 12 monkeys. salute.

matt: hot girls walked past my office today. i tricked a dipshit 18 year old into signing his life away. i could kick your ass josh. fuck tevas.