Jason Miller arrested in Nu'uanu burglary, assault

A 24-year-old mixed martial arts fighter was arrested yesterday in connection with a burglary and assault in Nu'uanu.

Jason "Mayhem" Miller was booked on one count of burglary and one count of assault. He was being held in a police cellblock on December 16, 2005 pending charges. (...that was the night of X1 Battelgrounds 3...no wonder he didn't show up with all the ex-girlfriend drama)

Miller, who lives in Las Vegas, was arrested after a woman (his ex-girlfreind) said a man, identified by police as Miller, broke into her Nu'uanu Avenue home at 6 a.m. yesterday. The woman, Miller's ex-girlfriend, said her new boyfriend was assaulted by the intruder (...Jason a.k.a. ex-boyfriend).

Police were called, but the intruder fled. Yesterday afternoon, Miller turned himself in.

In October, Miller defeated Hawai'i's Falaniko Vitale before a crowd of about 7,000 at the Neal Blaisdell Center. He is scheduled to fight "Ruthless" Robbie Lawler for the Icon Sport middleweight championship here in February.

...well this is a classic drama case... Ex boyfriend argues with ex girlfriend and then fights with new boyfriend.  Why do they have to call it "Burglary"? ...it's just such a waist of our time and money... They should just hit the guy with an assault charge...because that's obviously really what happened here...:-)

12-28-2005 Here's an article from "Yogi" at www.HawaiiFighter.com, they operate the Mayhem Miller MySpace blog. 

The Holidays are Always Hard.

Now that we've got a million theories out there, I just want to go on record that I'm very sorry to everyone for this situation. I'm sorry to all the people directly involved. I'm sorry to all the families involved, including my own. I'm also sorry to all my fans out there, not just the Mayhem Monkeys, who'd I'd like to tell to calm down right now, and that I really appreciate your support. I feel like an embarrassment to everyone, and I'm the type of guy who never gets embarrassed by anything. I've let down everyone in the MMA community with this incident.

As anyone in the legal/police field will tell you, I cannot speak on the facts of the case until the case is closed, but I will say that most every report is sensationalized, and some people on the UG (all mma forums) have made up stories that are closer to the truth than news reporters in Honolulu. I don't blame them- they gotta eat too, and "SCARY CRAZY FIGHTER GUY" sells papers, and gets people to tune in. I deserve to have people look at me funny, and ask me what happened. At least with this drama, you know that I really am Hawaiian.

I recently watched the movie "King Kong" and during this CGI-fest, I really identified some metaphors for my life. There's Kong, who just lives his life like a giant ape would, doing everything on emotion, snapping T-Rex jaws, beating his chest, and chasing hot blondes, without taking into account the final consequences of his actions. I bet he'd be ten times worse on 100,000 Gallons of Bacardi and Diet Cola, and probably a tad less coordinated. Everyone should know this story, so I'm not ruining the movie (which is great, btw), but Kong screws himself Royally (hence the nickname "King"), because instead of bailing accross the border to Canada when he had the national guard on his ass, he takes his old lady up for sight-seeing at the Empire State Building. Some chest beating and plane smashing later, the original grape ape takes a concrete swan dive a hundred and something floors.

Then there's my favorite rock singer, Jack Black who's name was Carl. Carl screwed over everyone by smuggling "Honey-I-Blew-Up-The-Primate" back to the NYC. Not to mention in the jungle he gets everyone mashed to taters and bitten in half, and ate by worms, and chased by raptors and catching ringworm and all that. But he was completing his masterpiece! He was going to make everyone millionaires! His ambition wouldn't let him see that he was getting everyone around him splatterblasted all over the jungle. Not sure if it was worth it to him to off all of his homies just to make a great wildlife film, but I'm pretty sure he wasn't too happy about the whole "smash up central park" incident.

Sometimes I play the role of Kong, sometimes I'm Carl. Recently I've screwed everyone over, and I feel like I'm at a party and I just shit on all the coats. Not a Jack Black size shit. A King Kong size shit. This isn't my first rodeo- so I'm probably going to have some problems very soon, but I don't quit, and I'm always smiling. I went through the darkest hour. I went through the worst part, now just have to keep going.

My first trip to hawaii, I got called up to do an 8 man tournament. I was really young, and just stoked to be in Hawaii. I didn't give a damn that I was getting paid peanuts, I was in fricken hawaii! I walked through waikiki for so long my feet hurt by the time it was time to fight. I had heard a rumor that the beast I was fighting had bad knees, so I figure, "ok, get him in a leg-lock and get an easy win, go to the next match of the tournament". Whoever told me that must've been his best friend, because while I was trying the whole leg lock plan, this guy was pounding my head into the mat. I kept trying for it, I kept eating knuckles. They had stopped the fight to check a cut on my head and I begged them not to stop the fight, but I was still focused on the leglock. Somewhere during the standup I threw a sloppy punch and broke my thumb. That's putting it lightly. What I actually did was snap my thumb OFF. I went back to the corner, who were some guys I had just met that day. Some local boys, who didn't say a damn word to me when I came back and sat down on the stool. They just poured some water in my mouth. So I started the conversation. "I just got my ass kicked out there didn't I?" The big local boy who kinda looked like the hawaiin version of Snarf from the thundercats, replied "Uh, Yeah." After a brief moment of silence for the brain cells I lost in that round, I mustered, "I guess I'm gonna do something different then" and stood up to answer the bell. I won eeked out a decision in that fight, and couldn't even continue in the tournament that day, but I got the win, and won over a lot of fans, alot of whom still watch me fight to this day.

What I'm saying to all of you is, I'm going to answer the bell for the next round.

Sorry to drag you all down with my mistake, and my mental disorder. But I also try, when I can, to drag you up with me, whenever I can. Again I apologize to everyone involved, especially those involved and my young fans. Monkeys, you all give me strength, and I believe that everything is going to be alright in the end.

Mayhem

Wow! ...now we know what really happend. :-)