Do you know what it means? RC Fasting?

Well, I am on my 3rd week of fasting from touching my radio control crawler, my rc truck to specific. If you know me well, it is kind of torture you know. I can probably fasting from eating food, but NOT MY RC. This is much tougher than anyone can imagine. Just imagine you are forbidden from touching or doing the things you love most. Lets say you love music and your guitar is the closest thing to you other than your girlfriend – for example. Imagine you can only see but no touch and it is just lying there on the floor or hang on the wall. I believe it is kind of frustrating right.

Well, for me.. RC fasting is the worst feeling ever. Yes so far I can live without it but damn, i feel so bored. To be honest, if you are smoker, you know the feeling of not having a stick after the meal or early in the morning. Damn so painful!!!

I am just counting the day now. I promised, at least, to survive without it for a month. So yes, I will be reunited with it soon. I just have to be patient and trying thinking about other things. Peace

Hahaha. I don’t know why I chose that title but it kind of sound real. He’s one mean one when he’s angry. Yeah, I am talking about my elder son Josh.

Here’s Josh trying to hit my new buggy while on its slow engine run-in process. For info, on every new engine or buggy kit, you need to slowly run-in it so to make their parts mate to each other better. This to avoid breakage when on real racing situation. The problem is the sound of the engine.. well let’s just say, none of my neighbor likes me afterward. Hahaha. So damn loud.

Anyway, back to Josh. Yes, he came out from the house – from in front the TV while watching his favorite Tom & Jerry Show and took the … what do u call it, and trying to catch my buggy and slamdunk with it. As always, i have my camera near by … click! Right at the moment… enough time to get away.. lucky he was not that accurate. Hahaha. Ok that’s all.

I have a story that really stuck in my heart because it is simply funny for me. Well, if you have not known me by now, I am a very funny person. Meaning even the dumbness facts also can make me laugh. Now you know

It is like this. Some of you may have known that I am crazy about my radio control truck. I mean really into it. I dedicate the whole room just for my RC things and I have many parts to store. However, since the twins arrived, the future of my RC room is no longer guaranteed. My wife gave me the ultimatum choice. Either you get rid your RC truck things or I remove them myself, she said.
Of course, I will not let her touch my RC stuffs. As you all probably have experience this, the moment others trying to arrange your things, it is that very moment your things will be lost in space. Do not get me wrong, my wife is a skillful person in organizing things around. She is the Personal Assistant to a Managing Director at the local big company here. She knows about organizing, that is for sure. On the other hand, that is not the story of the day here. Excuse me.

The story is about my wife keep asking me to look up for some addiction treatment for a person that has memory block for RC stuffs only. She complains that I thought about my RC more than the kids and her. Hahahaha. I guess she got that correct. Hahaha. Am I bad or what? Just imagine this, I can think of ways to make our wheelbarrow become radio control powered so can carry Josh around. Interesting eh

OK, it is not funny at all