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It Nevah Fails

February 2nd, 2015
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In da last blog, a fairly newcomer to WWD!, Waikapu, had dis to say (and you tink I no read EVERY single comment eh? :grin: ):


Sheesh brah nothing better to do than dump on the Super Bowl? I know this your column theme - grumble, grumble, grumble - but I feel sorry for you always looking for things to complain about. Life is short bruddah. Live and let live. Smell the roses. Lighten up. See the glass as half full. Take medication if it's needed.

Wow........ WASSUP WIT DAT!

Have YOU taken YOUR meds? Sensitive are we? Are you da "My $h!t No St!nk" poster from a couple blogs ago? (Click hea to check out Who You are)

Who's dumping on da Super Bowl? I simply stated dat I didn't care to watch it nor was interested in either team since my Niners weren't in it. Da only interest I had was wanting Seattle to lose (which I did win a pretty hefty wager). Wow, if I was dumping on da Super Bowl, da previous WWD! blogs must be mass hysteria. :shock:

Do I have to watch it? Is it wrong for me to even say I'm not watching it? Unrealz.

And no need feel sorry for me but if it makes YOU feel bettah, by all means continue to do so as contrary to belief, I love to spread da Aloha. And yes, like da title suggests, dis blog theme IS about da "grumbling" oddahwise I must be one confused exotic dancer.

If you actually was a consistent reader, you'd know dat I'm da pidgin speaking old school sarcastically comical Korean local boy paradoxical version of "glass half empty" and far from da complaining just to complain type. If you spent da time trying to understand wat my "rants" are about, you'd clearly see dat I have a passion to rebel against society's declining view towards decent morals and values.

I'll speak up wen something is wrong, I'll stand up for wat's right as much as I can and I definitely won't go quietly into da night relying on my "meds". Das wat Wassup Wit Dat! is all about! It's about "complaining" about things dat are "wrong" and wat we as a society could/should be doing. It's not about blindly complaining about anything and everything hence not having EVERY single WWD! being posted. I believe there are choke oddahs who feel/see dat there are changes to be made thus enjoy reading WWD!.

And I couldn't agree with you more dat life is short - too damn short - and maybe das why WWD! has been hanging around for so long cause most people dat read WWD! must think, "geez, I can't be worse off than BL" - well, I'm surah more colorful adjectives are used. My experiences aren't isolated or unique although Da WWD! Hui may concur it is more frequent than da norm and I don't refute dat. Da difference is dat I'll share it - along with my thoughts - and act through it instead of just "talking" about it.

Your "opinion" of me is da classic example of people dat come to conclusions and da know da "whole story" by only reading a couple of pages type. I'm actually a very happy go lucky guy despite all da "complaining". I'm rarely down for long and a laugh or smile is part of my natural make up. I'm confident dat those who know, met and/or pah-tay'd with me can attest to dat.

To put some perspective on dis, I was recently passed ovah a promotion which many of my co-workers - including my current supervisor and oddah superiors - expressed dat I was perfect for based on my experience and work ethic. The higher up's decided to hire outside. Am I complaining about dat decision? Nope. I'm still da "same person" carrying on without reservation but with more determination to bettah myself. I've already been joked with dat I do my job too well so they can't replace me and I think das hilarious. Surah I'm disappointed but I smelled da roses and da loco moco smells bettah.

Many readers have - and will - post dat it's not worth da time and effort to respond to things like dis but das wea I know I AM different cause since wen has it been ok to just "take it"? I'm as stubborn as a kim chee stain so wen someone attacks my character, you bettah be prepared for some spice to be thrown back..... with da lid off.

And how ironic is it dat you preach to me about "complaining" wen you just did with your own post? I am not judging you as you have me, but wen you do judge someone, be fair about it. As I've said countless times to all those whose $h!t No St!nk, you no like da blog, no read 'den. If it puts you in a salty mood, left click to a different politically correct blog - I ain't forcing you to read WWD! and by all means, there is no need to diss a blog wen there is no reason to.

Am I sensitive?

Hell frick yeah! I'm passionate about everything I do cause if I don't have da passion for it, I won't do it - kinda like dis blog. Once da "life" is gone, I'll be done with it.

I recently heard a quote dat I instantly fell in love with........

If you ain't feelin', you ain't livin'.......

But then again, it's just me b!tch!ng.








Same Lingering Smell

November 17th, 2014
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Literally.

As I was dropping off Da Baby at da sitter's dis morning I was behind a garbage truck preparing to unload a dumpster. You didn't have to know dat a garbage truck was there if you had your windows down as da aromatics fill da air.

Then wen I was dropping off Da Keiki at preschool had anoddah garbage truck - different company but same smell.

Naturally three times a charm so as I was riding into work, right before you jump off da Nimitz overpass you can't help but flow through an invisible bubble of..... hauna.

Wat is it about garbage dat it all smells da "same"? It comes from different households, different foods, different garbage but yet no mattah wat company, wat area it all smells da same.

Wassup Wit Dat!

It's one of da worst smelling lingering odors there is and I'm pretty surah no one can deny they haven't smelt it before. It sucks wen you driving and stay behind a garbage truck cause once da smell enters your ride, da smell just attaches itself to everything like da suckers on a tako. You only got two options aftah dat, roll up da windows and suck it up (ha ha ha) or leave it open using aerodynamics to swoosh it out while you endure da next eternity desperately hoping it clears before your next inhale. It's just like da Seinfeld episode wea da valet guy had irremovable B.O. :lol:

I no understand how dis one smell can last so long - even longer than one fut. Wen I see one garbage truck and can avoid it, I most definitely do. If I see it far enough ahead, all da windows go up and I move to da furthest lane possible. Have you evah had da "juices" get on your tires and undercarriage? Haaaauuuuuuuna! No joke. Be forewarned do not follow da garbage truck going on ANY incline.

Heaven forbid you even get a drop on your physical self cause it'll call for a scrubbing decontamination protocol like no other. Even then you're only acknowledgement of an all clear is to wat? Smell for it again no? :lol:

Sadly, I have to ride through da Nimitz smell of shame everday, TWICE. In case you don't know, da C&C of Honolulu houses some of their garbage trucks under da underpass right across da Veteran's Hall and I'm not sure if they hose down da trucks there but it wouldn't surprise me if they did. Da most ironic thing about it? I wouldn't have thought da homeless could stand it 24/7 but they still there but das anoddah blog to share latah.

Wat's da worst smell you evah smelled? Is there a smell dat oddahs tink are supah hauna but you don't mind it? How many of you smell your cut toe nails? No lie. Have you evah had a smell dat just wouldn't go away? Wat was your decontamination protocol?

Eh, it's a Monday and it's hauna already.








Crowd Control

October 9th, 2013
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Why is it dat every time there's a large crowd of people - not at an event - people's mood start to change? And especially if da crowd continually grows, dat eventually, civility gets thrown out da window?

Let me start off by saying dat da first weekend of da month is not a time to hit Sam's Club. It's already choke crowded and overrun with WIC and EBT participants but in combination with Sam's opened up to all military service members during da government shut down, it was like Black Friday madness.

I honestly don't mind da crowds as I enjoy "people watching" and witnessing da many differences in behavior - and keiki raising - dat is all around us. It's pupule to see how many "actions" I certainly do not want to pass on to Da Baby and Da Keiki. Dis past Sunday for about an hour and a half, it was more than I bargained for.

Not surah if elevator etiquette is a learned behavior or just common sense but as soon as da doors opened, we weren't even allowed to exit da elevator "first". Trying to maneuver a stroller and carrying Da Keiki, WE had to say "excuse me" so dat we could exit (WWD!). As people took a step, yes, ONE step to da side, we were trying to avoid 4-wheeling ovah toes.

If you've evah been to Sam's Pearl City, da walkway exiting da elevator nearest da store wasn't fully conceptualized. Besides being fairly narrow considering da oversized carts, if people are standing around, it isn't easy to navigate through. It was (surprisingly) nice to hear a tita mom actually scold her kid for not getting out of da way fully as we approached da end of da walkway while da oddah 15 people barely moved their cemented feet. She told her son first to move then when her son only took a step she sharply said, "eh, you nevah get out of the way enough so they can get through". Shweet.

Inside da store was a free-for-all: people blocking access to items while looking elsewhere, walking well below da "speed limit", making turns across "two lanes", hog-cheese all da samples by grabbing for their ENTIRE ohana (I wasn't interested but even da presenters didn't know wat to say/do), even had a mother make house sitting on da couch display breast feeding her infant and 'den had dis ohana blocking da entire walkway - which I'm guessing is about 15 feet wide - talking story with anoddah ohana still blocking even aftah I said "excuse me" a few times.

I casually pointed out to Da Keiki as we passed by, "Babe, don't you evah block a walkway wen people are trying to pass ok?" She gave me a great big smile and said, "ok, Daddy." Wooo-saaa.

Da icing on da cake came at da end. While Sam's Club has finally wised up and made a self-checkout line for 10 items or less, remembah civility is out da window, there were people in line there with CARTFULS (obviously more than 10) and even had da nerve of a lady with a flatbed in there wen da line SPECIFICALLY for flatbeds had only one person! I couldn't buss out da camera in time to take dat pic.

Da Wife and I thought about standing in line there as it was shorter and moving but we had way more than 10 items and we didn't want to be one of "those people" even though "everybody else was doing it". There were a few oddahs dat had passed by the self checkout as well contemplating the moralistic dilemma and most stood in da regulah line constantly doing a double-check as there were oddahs dat nevah care.

We eventually split up as I went to da café to pick up lunch - which was about 15 minutes - and as I came back, she was still in line. I waited next to da MOD station (Manager on Duty - at least I tink was cause they da ones dat answer trouble calls) and as I watched more people not adhering to da self checkout requirement, I asked:

BL: "Excuse me, but why are people being allowed to use da self checkout line with more than 10 items?"
MOD: ***gives me a really strange wtf am I talking about look*** "Anybody can use the self-checkout."
BL: "Huh? Really? That's not wat da sign says."
MOD: ***a little sassy*** "What sign?"
BL: "Da huge sign dat says 10 items or less."
MOD: "There aren't any signs."
BL: ***tinking 'Really? You work hea or wat??'*** "There are two huge signs above the front of the stations and das why we nevah use da self checkout."
MOD: "Anybody can use it. (chuckling) I've seen people with waaaaay more than 10 items in there."
BL: "Then you should take down the signs as it's not fair to da people who listen to directions."

Wat got me was dat she wasn't even interested in wat a "customer" had to say. All dat mattered was dat anybody could go into da self checkout without regards to watevah was/wasn't posted. She nevah even bothered to go check out wat da sign I was referring to said - basically it was just her "knowledge" and das dat.

Wassup Wit Dat!

You tell me if a note in their suggestion box should include glasses or hooked on phonics..........













Love Thy Neighbor

May 17th, 2010
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Last night I had to clear out da garage and if you seen my garage you would have just suggested to dynamite it.

I had years and years of accumulated organized chaos lying around from old trophies to, well, old everything. Since it's an open garage there was dust everywhere - along with a few former living things - and it wasn't pretty.

I started at 9am and didn't get done till 10pm.

Ok, ok. I was done at 8:30pm but was taking a "break" across da street.

Our street is decently long - I'd say about a dozen or so homes on each side -and we pretty much "know" each oddah. Aside from not knowing each oddah's names, we know wat kine car they drive/have, wat kine friends visit, wat time they stay home, if they get dogs, keiki etc etc.

Or it could be just my keen observations skills going shmall kine nuts again.  :roll: 

Our immediate neighbor we talk story shmall kine wen we stay outside at da same time. It usually goes along da lines of common interests like wat we stay doing to our homes or our dogs. He asks from time to time if I need dis or dat to help out.

Our oddah immediate neighbor they stay around Da Wife's and I age so we end up talking about stuff "our age". I always ask them if they need help with anything cause they always buying new tools and I tell them no need if they only going use 'em one time cause I get tools they can use instead.

Our neighbor across da street, he's one character.

He reminds me exactly of NKHEA and even to da point my neighbor really no can hea, he stay practically deaf. He always comes ovah and asks if I need help with anything wen he sees me working or loading da truck. He always tell me come ovah cause EVERY Sunday get pah-tay his house. He share his beea's, his kau kau but most of all he shares his Aloha.

A rare treat in dis day and age I'd say and he's passed it on to his ohana.

It was about 7:30pm and I still had more than a couple hours of work left. Then his two grandsons come ovah, then anoddah uncle and my uncle. They all came ovah to help no questions asked - nothing in return. They helped clear my garage in a hour and we was pau.

Then it was time to relax.

Wen I go ovah it's feels like how it should/would have been back in da good 'ole days. Got da radio on - no tv unless got a game on - everybody sharing their mo'olelo's, their pupu's and laughing and teasing. Everybody listens and stay geniunely interested in each oddah's conversation. 

Did I mention dat "Uncle" stay turning 90 dis year?!

Da hui at Uncle's house stay about twice my age except for Uncle's grandson's who still stay about 10 years older than me and you really wondah how da heck can practically four generations sit in one garage and wala'au and "understand" each oddah. Even though they are not my "neighbors", they end up being wen they around.

Gotta be da Aloha no?

Uncle did it right and passed it on to his keiki and now to his grand-keiki and it keeps getting passed on through witness of his actions and it'll definitely get passed on through me.

Do you know your neighbors? Do you lend a helping hand to your neighbors? Do you even say hi? Talk story? Know their names? Or is it usually just the casual nod, smile and hurry in da door?

Maybe da world could/would be just a bit bettah if we took da time and love thy neighbor..........

Eh, not dat kine love.     :razz: 

 

Braddah Lance Kwon

 

Hi

February 22nd, 2010
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Howzit!

Was up since 4:45 dis morning getting ready for an early morning doctor's appointment so short and sweet today on Mumblin' Monday.........  mumble on!   :grin:

Share 'em if ya got 'em.

 

Braddah Lance Kwon