Spicy Mail
Monday, October 9th, 2006
“Enjoyed your pics [of Duane Chapman, aka 'Dog the bounty Hunter']. I was there. I was laughing at Beth. What a friggin lunatic. That woman was out of control. I was recording digital video if it. Posted it on youtube. I attached a couple of stills from the video for your amusement. I stopped in Dakine Bail Bonds today on my way home from a Dr appt. Wrote about it on a group I just started on a whim.
Aloha,
Mike”
Follow Up Email from Mike-
“Hi Spicy
Turning left off Vineyard St. onto Queen Emma I recalled DaKine Bail Bonds was somewhere nearby. After taking a few steps I looked up, and there it was on my left.
At first I was puzzled as the place was so small and run-down looking. There was a hole in the dirty besmudged shop front glass sporting the DaKine logo, could this be it??? It was difficult for me to believe that a Nationwide show could revolve a
round such a dive. Being one who doesn’t fear wading through the seamier side of life, I went in.
First thing I noticed was the humidity and stink of moldiness. I almost walked out thinking it was too much and possibly dangerous to my health, but curiosity overrode my instinct for self-preservation. Eventually I got accustomed to it, sort of like how we can tolerate our own flatulance.
Dog wasn’t there, but a cardboard cut-out of him was, in front of which stood 3 people. The older couple spoke with an accent that reminded me of Texas and
were obvious tourists. The younger blonde haired fella turned out to be a Dog family member. The Texans left and I had a chance to rapport with the progeny. He was a young fella, multi-tasking behind a computer laden desk, answering phone calls, blogging his MySpace and answering my questions. I asked him about 2 mug shots posted on the wall and he said they were old cases posted for the tourists. The real “Wanted Wall” was behind the locked door that only Dog and whoever he lets in has access to. 
The phone rang. “You need a $300,000.00 bond? Sure we can do that for you.”…pause…”It’ll cost you $30,000.” He hangs up. He was gleeful at the idea of DaKine making $30,000.00. I noticed he didn’t write down any information. The phone call was too brief to be legit and the Bond amount was the same that Dog had to come up with, $300,000.00. I didn’t have the heart to tell him he may have just been spoofed. He may have been 20 and acted like a kid that needed some guidance, (lots of trash talk, over-animated body language) but my impression was that his intention was good. His best bet would be to join the Military. At least there he’d have better role models and a chance to become a man. So I spent a little more time in the fat black leather chair betweenthe big screen tv and potted tree that had a huge water stained carpet under it (over watering? leak from outside?) and figured I’d seen enough. So I left. Here’s a few photos of the outside.
Mike”
Thanks Mike!
