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Big Things.

Ant always used to say this. I loved it when he said it and I loved when people would say it back to him. Big Things.

Expect them. Strive for them. Live them. Dream them.

Big Things.

Went to the dealership which I might never do again. Brakes were squeaking. Engine was overheating. Dome light switch doesn’t work well. Windshield wipers don’t work often. They quote me $2800 to fix it all because they have to change my upper and lower ball joints and other stuff. I hate them with all my being. Mostly I hate myself because I can’t fix it myself. I approve them to fix the intake and brakes. They fix the intake and tell me they’ve broken the water pump in the process. I told them to fix it. They told me to pay another $340. I told them, don’t touch a thing, I’m coming to pick it up, you rat bastards. (I didn’t say that part) I paid them about $900 to fix the intake and change the oil. They didn’t do the brakes because they’re lazy.

I have a friend. His name is Jon. People call him Buck. I don’t, I call him Jon. He is the smartest engineer I’ve ever met when it comes to practical applications of engineering knowledge on vehicles. Three days we worked. Every day from 4:30pm-9:30pm T,W,Th. We replaced the front upper and lower ball joints, the pitman arm, the idler arm, the brake pads. I understand now, spindle, rotor, caliper, upper and lower control arms, center link, half shaft. I understand Toe, but not so much Castor, or Camber. We replaced the water pump which was behind the fan. I made a tool from a Stanley Hinge to remove the nut that kept the fan in place. It was my engineering moment of glory. I didn’t get to hang with Annalisa and Isaiah that much those days though. Jon ended saving my family about $1300 to $1400 dollars. I couldn’t say thank you enough…. But we bought him a 700 chip poker set and vegas style poker table…. So I hope he likes that.

Chaos soccer is peaking. We have won 3 of the last 4 indoor championships. We’re 5-0-2. In outdoor right now… We’re in the quarter finals of the championship this Sunday. We have been winning. But we haven’t been fulfilling our potential or necessarily been playing The Right Way. This is dangerous because in soccer as well as in poker, if you win while practicing bad habits, these habits appear to be acceptable. But in the long run, bad habits will be the death of you in more important situations. It’s like Eddie Jones and Chris Webber. They’ll get you there, but it’s not like you can win the whole thing with them. Paolo had a sweet play on the right side…. He took a pass from Phil, deaked a defender… went up the sideline, deaked the defender again after catching up with him.. cut into the 18 and made a sweet pass to Alberto with a full head of steam…. Put us up 2-0… a backbreaker.… I think Chris Lum posted his first playoff shut out too….

Isaiah is pimp. He’s the best. He can clap and loves to climb me and take my glasses which he knows will trigger a tickle attack of Biblical proportions.

A friend of a friend was ordained a priest this past weekend. We performed the tinikling at his celebration luncheon. His name is Chaz. He’s the man. J, Ariel, Annalisa, and Marie danced. Me and Chris (2EC) clapped.

Chris will be leaving for California in 12 days. I was crying the other day in the car because I was going to miss him so much. Annalisa said it wasn’t like we weren’t going to see him again ever. I know. But still.

Work is going well. Learning a lot. Both my desks are messy.

Annalisa and I are going to try and make sure we keep dating. Saw Spanglish last night. It’s important to keep dating your spouse. So you can say, “Hey, I went on a date last night.” People can ask you what you did, and you can say, “I went out with my lover.” Or something like that.

Saw Wicked in Chicago. That was awesome.

Going to St. Anastasia now. Had a big falling out with the priest at St. Rene. Words were exchanged. Tears were shed.

Trying to record some songs with G.

I really believe in my heart that the Pistons can keep fighting.

Trying to evict my tenant…. Again. She’s a poopy head non-payer of rent.

Philippines in October.

Big Things.