Filed under: posts | Tags: apexi, cars, do-luck, Evo, rexpeed, stikiller, tanabe

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If you know me, you know I love cars. Like any good owner, I love my evo. It’s a USDM 2005 GSR. Now that I’m actually employed (!!!), the range of possiblity on where the evo is going has expanded. The first thing that is going change is my GReddy counter-weighted shift knob. It has been great, but it is extremely scratched, the fitting is off and I want a different feel. But that’s a small fry detail.
Powerwise, I am going to be very gentle. ECU reflash, some tinkering with the boost psi (no annoying BOVs) and a turbo gauge are given. I am also liking GST’s open air solution sounds about right, but may be a bit on the ricey end. After all, I will NOT be making enough power to say my intake in my bottleneck. I will be going for a catback /w nothing touched from the catalytic converter up (I know this will restrict my possiblities). The Tanable Touring Medallion and the Apexi NOIR are strong contenders for being realtively quiet (under 90 decibels) as well as allowing for better breathing. However, I believe they both taper at some point so they are not true 3” exhausts.
With that said, I don’t want to make too much more power, but just enough to get an extra “kick.” The evo is fun stock, and I’m not trying to beat z06s in a straight line (hah).
Cosmetically, there’s some carbon fiber that is going on. I’m looking into a replica Do-Luck front lip. I love how this lip looks. I also love how the JDM rear looks, but it is around 700 dollar and requires mods to both the license plate holder and the rear low-speed crash beam. “Evo-dave” JDM lights front and JDM evo 7 lights in the rear. I don’t believe the crazy prices vendors charge for JDM lights when there’s a reputable evolutionm forum member who does them for a fraction of the price. Oh yeah, I’m definitely going to put a HID kit in there. Finally, I am debating whether or not to swap my huge wing for a rexpeed c-style wing.
Misc. stuff I need to do. Get that keying mark taken care of, so I need to find a reputable detailer in the Bay Area. I need to get my 30k service and get that 80 mph whine taken care of. (T-case of death?)
Eventually, going to slap some all black shoes on those Falkens. Yup. Obviously, this plan will not be carried out overnight, but this should be a fun ride.
‘Tis all.
Filed under: posts | Tags: cars, crime, dialogue, Evo, punks, school, self, society, vandalism
If you guys don’t know me that well, then you do not know the relationship I have with my car. The evo to me, is like what a dog is like to its owner. It’s reliable, proud and is always there for me when I need it. There’s nothing like boosting away the world’s problems. So when I tell you today some punk(s) keyed my passenger side door, it is akin to a parent just realizing someone had blinded their child with a pitchfork. Sure, life goes on, but does it really?!
For those in the car detailing know, there are two scratches from the key. One is just barely through to the color while the second, more bitterness-filled one goes right on into the primer. This means that either my car will look like it has tissue scars or my local body shop is getting a phone call. Nonetheless I will see what magic I can conjure up with paint touch-up pen before spending the repair bucks.
In my mind, I keep making up how this all went down:
(2) kids probably because one isn’t usually brave enough and has no one to show off to.
Kid 1: Hey [Bob, Joe, Francis, Kareem, Tayshawn, Soo-Kim, Cheng Jian, Kimberly, Collete*, Mary, Hasheem, Andre, Jose, Ivan, Peter], check it out! It’s a mother****** Evo!
Kid 2: Yeah [long list of possible names], probably some rich **** drives it around.
Kid 1: Yeah, f*** those guys. You know what?
Kid 2: Wha?
Kid 1: Watch this!
Kid 2: Oh, hell, you’re crazy man!
Kid 1: Haha, you know it!
*Evo violation*
*Silent Evo weeping*
Kid 1: F***, let’s get the f*** outta here!
Kid 2: **** *** ***** *** ** **** *** (I don’t know if you can string foul language this long consecutively, but I want to imagine you can)
*Runs away*
*This name is too awesome to be associated with this nonsense
Now, before the real mourning process can begin, I must take another final.
‘Tis all.
Filed under: posts | Tags: Evo, happiness, Pushing Daisies, self, Shoe Drop 2007, sights & sounds, society, TOMS shoes
“We wake up every morning with a list a mile long and maybe we spend our lives making those wishes come true. Just because we want them doesn’t mean we need them to be happy.” (S01E06 Pushing Daisies)
This has come to be a very mundane quote. It has been put more eloquently, with more high-brow vocabulary and from more notable mouths than Lee Pace. But its importance and potency stands, perhaps even more so in this colloquial, banal adaptation.
Sometimes, we all need to refocus and collect ourselves. This is a viable and important question to ask, honestly and often. Are we just checking off the wishes on our list, or truly looking for sustainable happiness? In an effort to be more optimistic, I will just skip the bashing of the endless commodity driven lives I see everyday at Cal and focus on where I’m at.
Things I want to be happy:
- Tanabe Touring Medallion Exhaust for the Evo
- Do-Luck style front carbon fiber lip for Evo
- APS BOV, Works Drop-In Filter and reflash
- Timbuk2 Medium Laptop Messenger Bag
- Nintendo DS!
- Subscription to Top Gear Magazine (!!)
Things I need to be happy:
- Giving and sharing happiness
The first list isn’t sin. It just needs perspective. It is so easily to fall on this path of jumping from one purchase to another as a means of happiness. I know I do it. However, like meeting friends at drunken college bashes, it is very brittle. Such happiness is insubstantial and wears away quickly. I find that they are much better as seasonings to a much stronger, core sense of happiness derived from the second list.
Like the happiness derives from family rather than from the presents during the giving Holidays, this weighty happiness is so valuable in life. For me, the thing that has made me so very happy during the last few days is this blog: http://tomsshoedrop.blogspot.com/
I worked with TOMS in the summer and to know that my work is paying off in the form of bringing happiness to children in Africa is extremely uplifting. It reminds me that I have the luxury of having my basic needs taken care of so I can write this otherwise unimportant blog about the need for more substantial happiness.
As for fulfilling that latter list (of one item), it does come in many forms I believe. One of those ways is through cause-driven work with clubs and companies. However, since only one of my clubs has an immediate human element, it is hard for me to find that happiness solely through my work. I find myself struggling some days to find this foundation in my life.
Even so, I am not afraid. I know it’ll come eventually. In the end, it will have to be a person, someone I can share happiness with and simply give a part of myself to. I am not in too much of a rush though, there is much to be done in all the other fronts of life as well.
Maybe I’m being too naive with my perception of human relationships. However, I really do believe in happiness being found in relationships rather than in a certain income level. They are sustainable, substantial and evolving whereas a number is simply a launch pad to another bigger number.
So I celebrate the little triumphs in life and in happiness. I smile knowing that a child in Africa has shoes on his little feet because I helped sell those shoes. I smile knowing it is the first act of kindness he has experienced in his life – the first expression of shared happiness. I hope this changes things, even if for a while.
The end of that episode of Pushing Daisies asks: “What do you need to be happy?”
In the dreamland that is television the answer from the guy protagonist to the girl protagonist is “you.” I bet in the mire of happiness that is life, the answer is not far off.
‘Tis all.

One day in high school, Nate said: “we need to start a street racing group.” At that time, we all drove 90 horsepower beaters – not that there’s anything wrong with them. Thus, JOUF was born in Ahmed’s pre-calculus class one day. Jaeman was designated wheel supplier, as we all dreamed of the day when we would own worthy vehicles. JOUF actually stands for “Jammin’ On yoUr Face.” (JOYF is definitely a sub-par acronym.) Why did we name ourself something so insane with no relation to any kind of car lingo? Well, ’cause Nate said it with vigor and we all laughed our asses off. Simple as that.
Now, we don’t really street race and I think we’re more of a parody of any kind of illegal street gang. However, we do love our cars. We don’t segregate the American and the Japanese models either! Today was a nice day to head to Treasure Island off the Bay Bridge and snap some shots. Without further ado, drink em up! [Mine's the shiny black Evo =)]
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4.17.07 Update – Tobias’ pictures (the power rangers one is great):
note: more pics will come as they are uploaded by the other people


















