Feb. 28, 2006

I am discouraged by the following conversation, which took place at the Waimanalo Feed Store:

Kim: I’m having a luau. Do you know where I can buy a 100 lb pig?

First Sales Guy: Pig, eh? Used to be, you could drive around here and see signs.

Second Sales Guy: Yeah.

First Sales Guy: Not so much, now.

Second Sales Guy: No.

First Sales Guy: What was that guy - Frank, yeah? He had pigs.

Second Sales Guy: Yeah.

First Sales Guy: Haven't seen him around so much.

Second Sales Guy: No.

First Sales Guy: Think he's dead.

Second Sales Guy: Oh. Really?

First Sales Guy: Yeah.


First Sales Guy: There's that place, that has those pigs.

Second Sales Guy: Yeah, but.

First Sales Guy: Yeah, but they're those pot-bellied pigs. Y'know, pets.

Second Sales Guy: Yeah.

First Sales Guy: Still good eatin', though.

Second Sales Guy: Yeah.

First Sales Guy: But they won't sell'em.

Second Sales Guy: No.