I don't need you to tell me otherwise, I know I am an idiot, and only a few days before this incident I was giggling over the fact that you probably can't get a secondary market BM 48 anymore...
Call me insane and fanatical but shortly after this event my life seemed to tumble down. One bad day after another. I do not think my life will be back to normal until he returns. Right now I carry a BM 45 named [PEACE]. We both await his return. You must think I am insane now.
Well since you went here I might as well ramble to you...
I am a Philippine born Chinese, who's lived most of my life in the Philippines, I also spent say 4 years in Hong Kong and my college and graduate years in Pittsburgh, PA. The boring no party town that I love dearly cause I like the peace it gives me, and eventhough beer is not sold in supermarkets, it is illegal to consume alchoholic beverages in public, bars close at 2:00 am, liquor stores are state owned, close at 8:00 - 10:00 pm and on Sundays, I love this town. Do you know why? BECAUSE Balisongs are legal, this place calms my mind, and you can get any knife easier than a can of MGD.
The first Balisong I owned is a rusty ass Philippine Hand Made that had 'air holes' (forgot the term Chuck used) and serrations on the back of the blade. I was shaking all the way home when I bought it, the thrill of thinking that you might've commited a crime. I was around 8 years old then. I figured out how to flip it open. The basic double horizontal flip, and I thought I was gyad then I lost interest.
I alway loved knives and ninja weapons as a kid, and spent hours upon hours gawking at those american weapons mail order magazines. When I was around 10, I promised myself that one day I would get Gil Hibben's DOUBLE SHADOW and a COLD STEEL tanto. I have the tanto on my wall... One day I will take a photo of my small meager collection.
Suffice to say I lost interest in the Balisong. To those who have Imada's book, my second Balisong was the cheapy $2.00 Guttman made in china13-418 that couldn't kill a flea.
When I got to college me and some friends went to the mall. Ofcourse we went to my favourite hangout, Cutlery Plus. I was notorius for being a 'window shopper' touch - but - no - buy. But that day we felt like splurging. One of my friends bought something a lighter I think, one of my ex-friends bought a cheap ass BUCK lockback imitation, and it felt natural for me to buy a Balisong.
The light from above shone on the display case and there they were... The BM 44, 45 & 48. It seemed so beautiful that I didn't rememebr the other models they had. I am NOT a non-traditional Tanto fan, and the BM 45 seemed 'weird' to me so the BM 48 was my choice. I named him [JUSTICE]. I hated to spend money but I didn't know what came over me. Maybe a yearning from my childhood days.
Only 2 hours out of the box, I accidentally stabbed my friend in the knee. LOTS AND LOTS of bleeding. To this day it is a great conversation topic. I have atheory that every new knife you buy WILL cut someone BADLY after that everything should be fine.
I lost interest.
2 years later it was around 1997-98, birthday splurge time. Another friend of mine who bought the lighter had the urge tp buy a BM (after me brainwashing him no doubt). He bought the last 4 incher they had. a BM 45s. I dunno if he stabbed anyone. Within the week we went to BOTH the Cutlery Pluses in Pittsburgh in search for Bms. A BM 30 and 35s was bought.
So what... but I had an incling that I regretted that BM wasn't making Balis any more.
One night I was bored with my life and there it was. Balisongxtreme.com.
a LOT of money, and a LOT of bleeding later Here I am... I am obsessed with Balisongs.
I am now in search for that double edged custom Bowie, and am praying that a Double Edged Weehawk an email bud of mine has will one day be mine. I am a cheap fanatical individual. Spare me.
"Talk to the darkness, it is calming, listens to your problems and offers no criticisms... for if all our woes and troubles could be solved in an instant, there would be no need for tomorrow..."
-SniperBOY Susan Ching
There is a chapter of my life. The joys the hate the love and the dreams. If you are STILL reading you are FUCKING insane. but.. thank you.
