FUUUUUUUCK DUUUUUDE

ROLL ANOTHER ONE DO IT LIKE A DRUM...

 ...roll another one beat the outcome.

Where... have... I... been. Its kinda interesting, from my perspective (or via pakajunk perspective) thats its been the same but with more in life. Definitely better, for sure. Its as if things are the same + amplified positively since my last post in April 2015.

Still training, eating, training, you know. Family, work, train, food.

I mean the whole pakajunk blog thing started just because I wanted something to do besides writing articles for motorcycle magazines. Even if it was just a couple of sentences, I just wanted to run on a tangent about something ELSE.

And just before I started pakajunk, everything was motorcycles. My 9 to 5, my part time job, my hobby, my commute to work, emails. Surrounded by motorcycles. It was a relief doing this.

Then after a few years, life sorta got in the way. Had a kid, life got very interesting and cool, got wrapped up in martial arts and I'm still there. Its kinda nice being into something that can't be bought. It was a little rough watching things I loved dearly, that was once garbage to most people, become the holy chalice of their garage built pile of chopper freedom. 

I love the fact that my open guard or my armbar can't be purchased on eBay or bought before I could find it on some odd craigslist ad in San Diego.

But fuck all that, I guess its how its going to be now and I've come to accept it.

I still work in the v-twin industry but in a much more different mindset. Can't tell you how much more refreshing it is. Like an in-house consulting guy, I guess. My bosses leave me alone to what I'm good at it (or what I think I'm good at!) and I get the job done.

So yeah, just wanted to rattle off what was on my brain as I sit here full of home made pizza.



Will post soon.

\!!!/

80's MOVIES WHILE YOU'RE SICK

...is the best. Watched Vision Quest twice so far in the last couple of days. 

You know you can even watch the full length video on YouTube?:
And you would just have to click here if you wanted the soundtrack.

JIRO DREAMS OF SUSHI?

This just brought to my attention via Sensei Kevin: I need to watch this! Sasha, we gotta go grind Kanpachi after this!

Marathon Man

When I was a little kid, I remember my mom mentioning that she went to see this movie. I remember not knowing what the word marathon was and having a hard time figuring out what when she was trying to tell me the plot of the movie. I always asked though, over and over. It was probably hard to tell a 4 or 5 year old kid that the movie was about stolen diamonds, secret government agents and Nazi war criminals.

Yeah, so I finally go to see this movie in its entirety last night for the first time in my life. Talk about 70's overload in the last 12 hours. No not the 70's with long bikes, beards, old chopper magazines and big bushes. This movie been branded into my brain and last night around 10pm, I happen to catch it just before it started. I decided to stay up late on a school night and watch it.


Not the best movie of all time or anything but it was pretty good. I mean, I'm stoked I finally got to watch it. The whole deal back then, growing up in small town Wahiawa, all I wanted to see was a big city. It always seemed like cities like NY and Chicago were featured in movies back then and I wanted to move to one of them. Any of them. Honolulu would've done fine.

I was pretty stoked just getting out of our neighborhood, living up in the "heights" of Wahiawa, up in mountains and coming down a couple of miles into town. Traffic lights, street corners, and 2 story buildings - big city life! Wahiawa's population was probably less than 10,000 people back then including the local military bases. It's at 16,000 people today.

So cruising around Wahiawa, sitting shotgun in the car, I got to mess with the radio every now and then. I remember Cecilio and Kapono coming on a lot but I especially remember Chicago being pretty big on the Hawaii air waves.


Just thought I'd post this song as well to cap off my 12-hour 70's overload.