Just chilling on day five in Maui. We've been hanging out a lot in Kihei. It's a beautiful stretch filled with great restaurants and uncrowded beaches. It's also the only place to where we know how to drive.

I'm drinking Red Bull and planning the next step. We're going to try to find a Luau. It's expensive out here. I think that "mahalo" is really an ancient Polynesian word meaning "cash or credit."

If we stayed longer, we'd be here for mahaloween. We'd also go to the shooting range to shoot mahalo-point bullets. We'd go to church and say "Our Father, who art in Heaven, mahalo'd be thy name."

The Grand Wailea is awesome. I'll never ever stay here again. Even if I was rich, I could never justify spending $5.75 on a can of Red Bull (yes... without vodka). $4.25 for a cup of Diet Coke (without Jack Daniels), $6.00 for a snow cone, $12 for a mai-tai, $14.50 for a hot dog. You get the idea.

I lost my wallet on the plane, so I've been sponging off my Dad for spending money. It's a lot like high school. Okay, it's a lot like college.

It's a lot like last week.

goochout.

P.S. Any word on the Jared Dullum trial? Someone posted a comment asking about it.

I sort of remember this guy, but he's dead. He was a part of my high school years; he sounds like the Franklin High School version of Radio. Except, well, white. And not as annoying.

Obituary for Dave Gemma

Aloha, fuckers.

Relaxing in Hawaii. On my fifth sea breeze as I type this. Just received a comment on an old blog. Is there any life in this story? Any updates? What the fuck is up? Anyone?

Jared Dullum Indictment Blah Blah Blah...

I'm buzzed.

goochout.