Ants: Life Changer & Worthy Adversary

I hate ants. I hate ants so much, I wrote about them a while back here. I hate them so much, I am writing about them again today. Fuck these guys! Fuck them in their beady eyes, long legs, ass! They have been a thorn in my ass for the past 5 months. So much in fact, that I decided to change some of the things I do in life just so those fucks will stop biting me! Even then, they continue to plague my existence with bites and swelling on my body. Here are some of the things that have changed because of these little biting devils from the underworld. Ants, you truly are a life changer and a worthy adversary.

UH Football: The Mediator

Disclaimer: Again, not trying to cause any heat, just writing my personal opinion and what was told to me by a source close enough to the situation. This is a personal blog, if you don’t want to see it, stop reading now.

It was reported by all the local sports media outlets that Bryant Moniz stood in front of his teammates and apologized for his actions. True to form, the details and what Moniz apologized for was never made public. In my last blog the question came up: Why don’t the media want to elaborate or share the details regarding Bryant Moniz’s personal leave of absence? For fear of being blackballed from team access?

My sources have told me that there was one detail that was left out that’s VERY interesting.

Open Letter To Milk Companies

Dear Cow Boob Puller,

There’s no doubt that you are a commodity to civilization. Your contribution to society is nothing short of a master piece. Who would have thought that drinking from another animals teet could be so refreshing as well as healthy for you? Not I said the blind man. Technology and science has also vastly improved by leaps and bounds. There is a point and I will get there. Let me tell you a little anecdote first.

The Art of Bus Chess

There’s a unheard of phenomenon that happens on your local transit bus. Not many talk about it, but we acknowledge it’s existence. The closest thing I could probably compare it to is Fight Club. Bus Chess. First rule of Bus Chess, you DO NOT talk about bus chess. What is this Bus Chess you speak of? You have much to learn my bus passless paduan…

Night of the Drunk Douche Bag…

Douche Bag – An individual who has an over-inflated sense of self worth, compounded by a low level of intellegence, behaving ridiculously in front of others with no sense of how moronic he appears.

I never wanted to write this post. I actually wanted to forget this incident even happened. It was for a short lived moment in my life, but it was a moment that ruined my night. I didn’t want to talk about it before, because I know some people will know where I was and more importantly WHO it was. I thought it would be a forgettable footnote in my life. My mind continues to flashback on that night. So it was time for me to share with you about the night that will live in infamy. The night of the drunk douche bag.

The day was a busy one. I had a few parties to attend that night. I wasn’t really feeling up to going out because I went out the night before. But I committed to going. I reluctantly get ready for the nights events, not knowing what douche-baggery I was about to encounter in the Hawaii night life.