WHAT MIKE SAW

What Mike Saw #13: August 24, 2010

As hard as I try to stay away from the place as much as I can (for my liver’s sake), Las Vegas always seems to be calling my name.  I have no idea how I always end up there, but I do.  Going to Las Vegas to me is like going to the DMV, or getting a TOOTH BRUSH for Halloween.  It’s kind of unbearable (for my liver).  But as long as friends decide to have birthdays there, or throw there once in a life time BACHELOR parties there, or decided that they want to get MARRIED there, I have no choice but to summon the courage, and take part of the madness that always transpires.  I guess I’m just getting old.

But the best thing about going to Vegas is the in between towns from Victorville to Stateline.  In between there you’ve got Barstow, Yermo, Zyzxx, Baker, Calico, and such.  These places are really special.  I suggest on any Vegas drive that you take a few extra hours on your road trip to visit these hidden gems because you will meet some of the most interesting, eccentric, people in California.

This episode of What Mike Saw is pretty cool.  It features my surprise birthday party, which was carefully orchestrated by my best friends in the world. When I’m 80 years old, I will look back on this video and feel blessed that I had so many wonderful and inspirational people around me.

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How NOT To Eat A Balut

Before a single follicle on your upper lip can be considered a MUSTACHE, before the cracks in your rough and scratchy voice can be sealed, and before those hairs on your nipple are considered legit, you must become a man. There comes a time in every boy’s life when he must make a major decision. This decision makes up whether or not this boy will stay a boy, or move on to the next level. But the task at hand varies from culture to culture, which legitimizes ones entry into manhood. The Jews celebrate a boy’s bar mitzvah for his transition. In Ethiopia, boys walk on top of cows’ backs naked for their transition. And here in America, every boy must know how to rewire their cable boxes to get free SPICE before they make the jump into manhood.

In the Philippines, I’m not exactly sure what path one must take in order to be free from boyhood. But I may have created a great method of creating men out of boys. I wouldn’t necessarily call the BALUT a delicacy. It’s practically street food since you can get it at any random street corner in the Philippines. And if you’re like me who prefers the street version of anything (tacos, ghetto dogs, cotton candy) then you are sure to love the balut. You may even consider it tastier than sunny side up. And more fun to eat as well.

Most people are unfamiliar with the balut. It’s basically a duck egg only a couple of weeks old. Give that thing a few more days and the bird would crack out of its shell. But the incubation process is shorted by which the balut is created. So when the shell is opened, you essentially see a bird that was almost ready to burst open to hatch.

Last year, I thought it would be fun to bring a couple of baluts to my friend’s house who was hosting the PACQUIAO/DE LA HOYA fight. In honor of Pac-Man, three people were up for the feast. Little did I know that when I bought the eggs from my neighborhood Filipino store Seafood City, they had to be boiled first. I literally thought you could pick up the eggs off the shelf and eat it right then and there. In the video below, you will literally see the evolution into manhood right before your very eyes. Not to mention the defeat of salmonella or any other egg infested disease that could have been acquired. If you ever see a balut as shown in the video below, know that it is NOT supposed to look like that. These guys really could have gotten sick.

This one’s dedicated to Manny. I wish him luck because he’ll need it. Anyone who has been following 24/7 on HBO knows this may be his toughest battle yet. And he needs to stop messing around with corrupt politicians so that he can focus on fighting.

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What Mike Saw #10: September 28, 2009

I’m proud to claim that a few years ago, I invented the term “shiny shirt club”. A shiny shirt club is any club with a one-word name (Mood, Pulse, MAMI, etc.) frequented by bros with SHIRTS that shine. But the shine doesn’t just stop at the shirts. The luster gets carried on in everything from the hair, to the MUSCLES, to the bling. The GIRLS are pretty fantastic too. It’s pretty simple really and we’ve all seen them because we’re constantly bombarded with their exclusive appeal and sweet looking FLYERS. However I never really get invited to these clubs because of the way I LOOK but that’s fine by me. I’m comfortable with who I am.

I must admit though that I am jealous of my brother who took the label one step further, for our people (ORIENTAL), and called the Asian clubs, “SHINESE Shirt Clubs.” Damn that’s good. And that is something I am fond of and wish I were completely apart of.

This is the 10th episode of What Mike Saw. It’s been three years since I put one together. This video is dedicated to all the “Shinese” shirt bros. And it’s also dedicated to the NBA, which I miss very very much.

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