Welcome Honolulu Advertiser print readers. Since I’m apparently in the rail promotion area for the print publication today, I thought I’d feature one of my more popular (meaning I get 3 comments instead of the usual 2 ) blogs posts for all ya’ll new guests. It’s where I mysteriously go to some top secret location in this 808 state and snap a photo or two. Then, you smarty pants readers get to guess where the heck I am, based on the vague-ity (is that a word?) that is the photo. See past posts. Without further ado *drumroll* hurr we gooooo!
Not so easy yeah? And no, even though it may look like it, it’s not somewhere in Cali. It’s somewhere on Oahu. I can’t tell you what part or that’ll give um away. Go ahead, go guess um goooo. Answer to come on Monday!
P.S. In other news, UFC Lightweight Champ BJ Penn will be signing autographs at Barnes & Noble at Ala Moana Center from 9:45AM-12PM tomorrow afternoon FYI. WWE Pro Wrestler John Cena will also be at Ala Moana Center at GNC from 10:30AM-4:30PM tomorrow. Check out one, the other or both! Also, the first annual Mixed Martial Arts Sport & Fitness Expo is happening this weekend at the Blaisdell Exhibition Hall on Friday (06/27) from 3pm-10pm, Saturday (06/28) from 9am-9pm, and Sunday (06/29) from 9am-5pm. Have a good weekend ya’ll!
My buddy Tommy and his fiancee Magaret came down from Californ-I-A for our good friend Dicson’s (and Roda’s) wedding. Last night was their last night here, so in true, Hawaii fashion, we threw him a Pau Hana, BBQ style. Here are some scenes from the night.
Dics holding it down on the grill.
Closeup of BBQ chicken sticks
Ala and Tommy swinging together
Almost pau
Tommy tells a story while Glenn shows us the gun show
Uncle Glenn plays babysitter as everyone else shoots the breeze
Talk to me:
* Gots any of your own BBQ stories to share?
* Looking forward to a little 4th of July BBQ action?
* I’m looking for a new and interesting recipe for BBQ-ing. I got the typical miso chicken, red wine steaks, etc. action. Anyone care to share their winnah recipe for me to sample?
* Or, if you don’t BBQ, what’s the best potluck stuffs from around town to pick up? (e.g. kalbi from Gina’s, fried chicken from KJ’s, etc.). Where else?
P.S. This blog is scheduled to be featured in the rail promo area of tomorrow’s print edition. Be sure to pick one up so you can see my beautiful mug, er, see what exciting post I have lined up for you guys (online) tomorrow! Hint: “Where In Hawaii…” Yeah YEAH!
When I first heard Rihanna’s new hit song “Take A Bow” on the radio, I was like, “what the heck is this!? Who starts a song with ‘How about a round of applause’!? This is lame.” *changes channel*
Now, I soooo look forward to hearing it (it’s actually pretty catchy too). It just tickles me silly and makes me want to crack up every single time, especially the opening line of “You look so dumb right now.” OMG! Hilarious! Another “money” line is “You’re so ugly when you cry… Please! Just cut it out.” I falsetto myself into the girliest sounding voice ever and belt right along with Rihanna, smirking all the while.
Anyone else in the same boat as me or am I just entertaining myself with this one!? Holla atcho boy!
Why do I want to alter the texture and appearance of my beautiful locks? I’ve also heard that conditioner softens and makes your hair more manageable.
Again, Hah!?
I’m a simple man. Alls I want is to clean my hair from the day’s dirtiness. Don’t give me an extra chore man.
Can somebody please unlock the mystery that is hair conditioner? Am I going to die without it throughout the course of my life? Will I prematurely go bald (*knock on wood*) or suddenly end up with dreads due to a lack of “texture altering” liquid? To me, it’s an extra three minutes in the shower, which is three too many if you ask me.
If you can convince me that it’s worth my while, I will begrudgingly give in and consider it. Thank goodness for the invention of the “shampoo plus conditioner” products out there. One time pau! Must’ve been a guy who invented that one yeah?
Have a great week yo!
) blogs posts for all ya’ll new guests. It’s where I mysteriously go to some top secret location in this 808 state and snap a photo or two. Then, you smarty pants readers get to guess where the heck I am, based on the vague-ity (is that a word?) that is the photo. 
