We spent some part of the day working on the Model A, some more. Trying to solve an oil-burning problem. And my brother Andrew manufactured ad hoc brackets to hold some non-standard modifications in place – an altered throttle lever, a non-standard alternator.
For dinner, my dad and I met with his friend Fidel and his family at a Thai restaurant up the street here in Pasadena. I really like Fidel and his family. For some reason, Fidel brought an exaggerated Mexican-style hat (which doesn’t even make sense – he’s Salvadorean) and gave it to my dad. But he wore the hat for this photo.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Day: December 28, 2018
Caveat: Poem #880 “What’s going on”
ㅁ the wind will go on and leaves will struggle, strong, and the wind will go on
– a pseudo-haiku.
