It started off as any oddah normal day wit da exception of leaving earlier to fill up gas - da sun was up, blue skies and da air cool - wat more could you ask for to start da day?

Well, I guess, dat was too much cause aftah filling up gas and making da big rounding turn on da Pearl City on-ramp, I approached da straight-away and da rest is just a fast forward blur.

It couldn't have been more than 5 seconds into da straight-away as I was accelerating then all I heard was BANG and da bike started to shake! My first thought was a tire blow out but then I saw a puff of smoke and felt some heat on my lower left leg. Da rear wheel was locking up and I knew it was bad.

Whether it be Da Man Upstairs or just experience, I didn't panic (much) and kept as cool as I could be (besides my leg heating up). My main concern was trying to keep from laying da bike down and avoid getting run ovah. Luckily, by da graces of da powahs dat be, I was able to. There was a steady trail of oil behind me, a small pool of oil below da stood up bike and oil on my brand new pants.

As I dragged da bike (rear wheel locked) to da side of road (which is hard to do when one wheel doesn't want to roll) and had it leaning against da guardrail (can't put da kickstand down cause da angle of da road), I then realized dat I nevah have my phone.... cause I left it at work! Ugh! I watched hundreds of vehicles pass by as I was hoping dat one of them would be FSP (Freeway Service Patrol) which it did..... and kept going.

I can't fault him though as he was in da middle lane and couldn't cross ovah three lanes quick enough - as well as being unsafe - but I did manage to make eye contact with him so I figgah'd he'd call it in. As I was waiting, anoddah motorcyclist (in military fatigues) pulled ovah and let me use his phone. Da next truck arrived aftah some time and hooked up da bike, I asked him if he was able to make a U-turn and take da bike home since it was less than a mile away from wea we was (FSP is able to tow off da freeway for a limited distance) and since technically he would still be on da freeway.

Nope.

Instead of being about a mile away, it ended up being dropped off at Aiea Elementary about four miles away. Oh well, part of da situation so I sucked it up and rolled with it. I still tink FSP is one of da greatest programs brought to da Oahu!

So now wit time to spare as I waited for my mother-in-law to pick me up, I was able to take a closer inspection of da bike and saw......... a HOLE in da engine block.

Wassup Wit Dat!

Da casing next to da gear box literally punched a puka da size of a half dollah and for da life of me, I have NEVAH seen an engine case "blow up"! Moreso a motorcycle block which is made specifically to handle da high rev/high temp demands of da design. How it blew up I will nevah know as da engine obviously had enough oil and it wasn't overheated since I just started out da morning and there weren't any indications of a pistion out of sync but for it to even of happened has to be about a one in a million chance. Of course, I'm dat "1".

Now all I got is a 450 - well, 442lb - piece of metal sitting in my garage which can't even be used as a papah weight.

Yes, I'm alive, no one's hurt but now I have to deal wit da residual fact dat I have no ride to work. Oh well, such is da life of a WWD! blogger.

As if da first two hours of da morning wasn't enough, aftah getting re-ready to head back out to work, I picked up my keys and da multi-tool dat was attached to it broke to pieces - da multi-tool literally scattered to multiple places.

No joke.

wwd!

AAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

WASSUP WIT DAT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Only could/would happen to me.....................................................

Are you one to always favor one thing ovah anoddah? There are always choices but as creatures of habit, "one" choice always wins..... wat you like?

Coke or Pepsi?
Plastic or Reusable?
Windows or Mac?
Car or Truck?
McDonald's or Jack-In-The-Box? Does anyone still go to Burger King?
Leonard's or Champion's?
Chow mein or chow fun?
Kikoman or Aloha?
HIC or T&C?
Pizza Hut or Papa John's?

And da winnah winnah huli huli chicken dinnah.........
Rainbow Warriors or Warriors?

Wat else you got?

Every generation has their own "language" wea there are just certain things you say, it'll define wat era you were brought up in. Some stick with you throughout your lifetime while oddahs will just come and go as da fad wears off. Still get some dat while it may not be in your decade, you use da catch phrase or have "adopted" it.

Phrases or words like "cool", "totally", "hang loose", "chillin'", "make whoopee" and "OMG / LOL" (yes, those are said letter by letter just as much as they are written). Then there are things we say everyday without even really tinking and it just comes out "naturally" whether it's your generation or not. We also "substitute" words like "frick" (you know wat dat's for), "b-yatch" (still means da same thing) and I actually used "fudge" and it ain't for eating.

Having Da Baby around learning, speaking and soaking up things like a sponge, Da Wife has busted me on more than a few occasions of saying, "Jesus". I really don't know wea I picked dat up from or even how come I say it but I know Heaven isn't too happy for breaking one of da 10 Commandments on way more than a few occasions. It's something dat just.... comes out, no mattah how much I try not to say it.

I guess it's a blessing in disguise for having a speech impediment wea I kinda butcher words dat have a "ch", "sh" or anything close to those sounds. I can enunciate it correctly with conscience effort but I'm unconscience in everyday conversation - flipping it on and off only wen I gotta be "proper" like Pidgin.

Da Baby has picked it up and uses it in its correct context too but thankfully she's heard it "wrong". She actually says "Cheesus" instead of "Jesus". Yup, cheese + zess. Well thank goodness I got a speech impediment huh?

So guess wat I've been saying instead now? You got it, "Cheesus". Well I guess it wouldn't mattah either way cause of my speech impediment cause I'm still saying it "wrong". LMAO!

Wassup Wit Dat!

Wat have you caught yourself saying constantly? Wat irks da heck out of you wen you hear it? Have you tried to stop? Have you substituted words with something else?

But we all know there's one thing you all say...... Wassup Wit Dat!

Right?

Howzit Howzit!

Yup, still stay but stay going all pupule with everything spinning around me like Hurricane Iwa - so wat's new yeah? Mahalos for those dropping in fo' see wassup.

Sadly - or good thing howevah you look at it - I've run into a dry spell of WWD! moments but it just must be dat I stay too busy to notice or dat I nevah even care cause I stay all kapakahi already. There's so much things to take care of but nevah enough hours in a day 'den get all kine dramas at work dat I really no like get into details cause get some co-workahs dat read and I no like all da huuhuu dat goes along with it.

I still get a few blogs lined up but just nevah have time fo' finish 'em but I going.

And how was dat traffic last Friday yeah?!?!?!

Wassup Wit Dat!

Dat was da icing on da cake of how my week(s) went...... and still going.