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basketball at 38

LVP

laker fan for life.  i don't know how many people know that there is a chinese dude on the lakers.  his name is sun yue.  he's a 6'7 forward and was drafted in the 2nd round.  is he any good?  hard to say because he doesn't get the chance to play very often.  the few times i have seen him in the game, there is less than 2 minutes left and the lakers have a 20+ lead.  just being so excited to be in the game, he doesn't have much time to pad his stats.  he looks over eager.  this is probably a tough role for him to play.  benchwarmer.  he gets his nightly exercise during timeouts when he gives up his seat for the starters to catch a breath.  i'm sure he was awesome in china.  but these are his stats so far:

Points: 0.6
Rebounds: 0.0
Assists: 0.2

i haven't played ball with the fellas in months.  i need to get back out there on the courts so i can dunk over clarence while stiff arming edwin.

so my question for you is would you rather be on a championship caliber team and never play or be on a last place team with plenty of playing time?

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p.s. when i say 'my question for you' i'm not really sure who that is because almost everyone has migrated away from xanga.

hi xanga

i miss me some me.

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miss ya pops

so this past sunday marked the 3 year anniversary date of my father's passing.  sunday morning i woke up early.  k must've heard me wake up because she walked to the kitchen all groggy eyed.  she asked what we were doing for the day.  i said we're going to church and then we're going to see ah-dya.  k replied, 'he's alive again?'  she looked really excited.  it was so cute and sad at the same time.  i miss him for me.  i miss our father-son breakfasts where he would shake his head at how poorly we manage our money.  but i think more than i miss him for me, i miss him for my mom, sister and the kids (j,b,i,k).

look at my mom in this picture.  she is so happy.  she is dancing with her hubby.  genuine elation on her face.  look at my pops' face.  i know that face.  he's counting the steps in his head for the style of ballroom music being played.  he is also thinking he is a great dancer.  hehehe.

here's b, my pops and i at claim jumper.  this was for my birthday.  the last one i would ever celebrate with my pops.  time sure is short.  we need to make the most of our time with our loved ones.  we never know when we're going to die.  well, actually now with the modern marvel known as the internet (deathclock.com), i'm scheduled to die...

	Your Personal Day of Death is...
	Sunday, August 9, 2020

ok...that was morbid.  i hope this date isn't accurate because that would mean i don't get to walk k down the aisle at her wedding.

back to my pops...we went to his site on sunday and left him a small pot of baby roses.  the kids ran off without us when we pulled up and they ran right to this statue of david close to where my dad is buried.  then they turn around and run to us giggling and laughing saying, 'he's naked!'

at my dad's nameplate, we bowed 3 times (not for buddhist tradition...but for respect).  i remember when we would visit my dad's dad's site, we all bowed in honor of him.

anyway, miss ya pops.  thanks for all the sacrifices and love you showed me and our family.

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