The Legend of Cars x Bubbletea: A Legend Untold

I’m still getting a few questions on when meets are happening and/or where… I guess I never really explained it other than on my IG story feed, so if you missed that 24 hour window, I guess you still don’t really know unless it was by word of mouth LOL! Truth is, I don’t have the answer anymore and I don’t think I will for a loooong time. The purpose of this post is really just to remove any affiliation of my name/blog with the meets currently happening at the old spot. I see some people still reposting my art and using it as a reminder for the meets, but they are not mine.

I wanted to give a quick shout out to Bill (https://officialthreetwenty.com) for giving me a few of these decals – they pretty much summarize what our car meets turned into. You see, last year – we decided to start a Cars X Bubbletea meet for fun just to change it up a bit. Some of our older meets were dying out or not even happening anymore and we were itching to just get together and shoot the shit like good ol’ days. I guess that was our problem. You can never have the good without the bad

I think this is where I can start to tell the tale of the urban legend known as Cars x Bubbletea. Long, long ago – there was a group of clans that wanted to revive the remnants of car meets and they did so by gathering all the legendary cars from far and wide for one big meet to discuss the old-wives tales of neon underglow, NOS and other finer things. Individuals from the far reaches of Germany and their clans from VoLkSVAWgen and OWdEE to the corners of Japan and their clans from HAWNda and toYODA and everything in between were present. It had been millenia since these clans had met and for the first couple of gatherings – it was grand and simple, yet majestic in its own right. It was a meeting of the minds where brothers and sisters joined as one – everybody knew each other and respectfully passed each other with bows and skirtsys. Even local merchants participated in this meeting and t’was not a single fear on those nights. Life was good and there was not a worry in the world.

The gatherings continued happily until one fateful night… A small group of grotesque infidels caught wind of these gatherings and decided to see what these were about. Understanding that these meets consisted of the highest powers from around the world, they sent in small numbers of sleuths to gather intel. Initially, these heathens alarmed no one – the clans believed that greater numbers were good to stand against the threat known as Ricers. Little did they know that these heathens in small numbers were the enemy at hand – it wasn’t until it was too late that they realized it was yet another Trojan horse attack.

Ricers were known as an underground group of individuals that never really knew which path to follow. They were non-believers of quality and lived only to cause disruption of the good for their own pleasure. Although there have been many trials and cases of this clan, they have failed to reform. Many question their ability to understand the ways of social acceptance and belonging and some Doctors have even cited lower intellectual scores than average. They are often A-sexual and continue reproducing by clinging onto their birth parents to continue funding their evil. The fight against this clan is an ongoing battle that continues today – they evolve and change their appearance quickly, so they can be difficult to identify… The lower ranks consist of panels painted with mud from that of a pig pen and wheels made from steel stolen from refineries, while the higher ranks are better at blending in with second-hand quality parts and blacksmiths that turned rogue and work out of alleyways and side streets. Do not let them deceive you.

It is because of the Ricer clan that the Cars x Bubbletea meet fell to its knees. They attacked quickly and ferociously with their newly acquired tech found by pairing Rice Krispies cereal and low quality metal tubes to create what they call burble tunes. Others continue to burn their Nankang tires creating blinding smoke and piercing noise as a mating call to bring forth more of their kind. They are merciless and dangerous in large numbers and are often seen reacting to each other with raging erections and extreme salivation.

The higher clans were split and sent back to their corners of the world once again. What was once known as a peaceful estate turned into a feeding ground for the Ricers. In hindsight, although it was too late, there was nothing the clans could do to prevent the inevitable. Evil can seep through in many ways and this is one of them. Today, the clans seek new refuge and continue facing the challenges that the Ricers bring and although peace may not be on the horizon, the ongoing battle will continue.

Anyway, please don’t be a douche – I see stories every day of meets being ruined by you losers. I know you might be reading this and chuckling about it thinking it’s funny, but it really, really isn’t. I may have re-told this story in a very historic way, but I meant every offensive word of it.

Final Farewell, House!

Our final farewell to the house happened last week and it was kind of sad and kind of exciting. Diana had been pretty bummed about it for the last few weeks while I was kind of “meh” about it all up until the final moments of handing the keys to Albert and locking up for the last time. I was so busy with getting the house all ready and cleaned that I guess I had no time to really feel sad about it.

On that last day prior to the new buyers moving in, I went and cleaned up one last time and made sure everything was finally done. Albert came and did one final check and as we were standing there in the living room with no other tasks to finish off, it was then that I finally had time to stop and just take it all in. All the furniture was gone, the house looked the same as the day we moved into it and I couldn’t help but have these flashbacks to moments of the last 6 years of our lives there. The couches in the living room, the kids running around, the smell of breakfast being made, the tantrums and the slips and falls, the movie nights and the late nights, the early mornings and the lazy Sundays… All of it and more in just a few seconds.

It’s kind of lame but I’m sure most people probably have that same feeling when moving out of their place. It’s a very mild, yet overwhelming feeling to have to say goodbye to a thing or a place that can’t say goodbye back. It’s on to bigger and better things though and although I said I wouldn’t miss this place, I think I will…

I know there are a lot of questions from people about the new place and pictures, so I thought I’d just clear it up here… Our new place isn’t built yet and probably won’t be done until May 2021. Until then, we’re squatting in my parents basement (thankfully) and I’ll update as the build starts to take shape. While we’re still somewhat sad about our old place, we’re soooo stoked on the new place because we’re finally getting (mostly) what we want and we’re re-writing the mistakes/misses we had with the first house. We can’t wait to share it 🙂

Just a few snaps of the girls in the empty house before leaving… They wanted to say goodbye one last time – although I don’t think they really understood that we’re never going to see the place again lol

Aria’s room all empty

Rin’s room all empty…

And finally, the last time the car parks out on this driveway. Farewell!

#PCMasterRace

Just a quick shout out to Andrew for helping me build a new rig. I’ve been wanting to for a long time but just never really got around to it. One day I was on YouTube and then ended up looking at PC parts and RGB and boom, here we are. LOL

I actually didn’t do anything other than spend the money… He did all the hard work. He built my last one like 7 years ago and it was my trusty steed for a long time and really where all the editing and magic happened for the blog. It was starting to bog a little bit when I edited which is fine, but who can say no to RGB?

Also – since we’re moving – my old computer was put away and my camera had run out of it’s charge so I never bothered to take pics and even if I did, I couldn’t edit them anyway… Now that this is done, I might as well start taking some pics again in between packing and stuff. Can’t wait to move this all into the new place and set it up properly… Until then, just a ghetto station.

Don’t mind the plastic that’s still on the front of the glass… Still gotta put 3M on it hahaha

Just random shots… So pretty…

32gb of ram… kinda thinking we shoulda done 64 or more… LOL maybe down the road!

I can’t stop looking at the lights. In between games and daydreaming, this is all I look at most times LOL!

Sold! Onto the Next One…

No – not my car LOL – our house! Adulting at its finest…

As with all things on lifewithjson, I’m totally stoked to say that we’ve officially sold our house and now it’s story time. That’s mainly why I’ve been MIA these last few weeks – lots of prepping and getting things cleaned and moved and set up for showings – it’s been a lot more work than I would’ve imagined. A lot of my gear is packed away – including my personal computer, so I haven’t been able to do any editing or take any photos… Hopefully I’ll be back up and running again soon.

This is a huge change for us because this was our first home that we built from scratch and where a lot of our other life-firsts have happened… I proposed to Diana in front of the lot here before they even started digging. Both Aria and Rin grew up in this house and we’ve really just learned a lot of adulting skills here – from landscaping and building a Pergola in the back with friends, house maintenance and everything in between. I don’t particularly get too attached to things so I’m not too sad about it but I know Diana has started getting the feels now that we’re starting to pack up and make our way out of here. Our plan when we built the house was to stay here for 5 years and move on. It’s been 6 years and while we’re a year overdue from our original plans, I’m glad we’ve finally bit the bullet. While we weren’t in any particular rush, I’m hoping we move onto better things. We’ve had our fair share of some really awkward and unfortunate situations with some amigos in the last little while and while most have been really great, sometimes one is all you need to finally say “f*** it, we’re outta here”, so maybe it’s a blessing in disguise. My dream is to have neighbours that are seniors that just wake up early and have a nice quiet coffee, go to bed early, and say hi when we happen to encounter each other and have no idea what coal rolling is because they drive a Corolla. In case you missed the message: please be a courteous neighbour.

I wanted to give a shout out to our Realtor and friend – Albert Mah. I really think he just deserves a little praise in all of this because it obviously wouldn’t have happened and I don’t think we would’ve got things done this quick without him. Albert has been a longtime “social media” friend in the sense that, we knew each other over Instagram and Facebook but we never really met until this whole situation. We exchanged words and likes but that was about the extent of our interaction together – like most of us in today’s world – so for all intents and purposes, I don’t (or didn’t) know Albert as a Realtor or him as a person – but I’m all for supporting friends if it means asking them to help us out with personal affairs if they pass my litmus test LOL!

If you know me personally or have been following me here for a while, you’ll know that I’m a pretty anal, OCD, impatient and particular person. It’s basically a bad combination of characteristics because it just means that I want everything to be done perfectly and immediately LOL – so sometimes dealing with situations that involve me having to rely on other people to juggle multiple tasks leaves me super anxious. That’s just me… So you can imagine that stepping into this frontier of selling our house (which we’ve never been through before) was super foggy to me (us) and I had a million questions.

That’s where Albert comes in. Two things… 1) Albert proved to me very quickly and early on in the process that he also had a million answers. Checked off my first box. And 2) Albert was also surprisingly an anal, OCD, impatient and particular person. Checked off my second box – and at this point, none of my other boxes needed to be checked because I knew that if he was anything like me, then this was going to go well – and as per the title of my post – you know it did.

Diana and I had been at this crossroad (of selling our house) a few times now over the last few years but we just never went through with it. We were always 49% ready and that 1% that we needed was never there and no one inspired the confidence in us to get it. Even after simply messaging Albert, we were still at 49%. He came pretty quickly after we chatted to check out the house, ask about upgrades, took a careful look around and then we sat down and he presented his findings and homework. I trust that all Realtors do this, but if they don’t – they should. Careful findings about other homes around us, days on market, average price, a calculation of where ours stands… Blah blah blah. At the end of it all, we agreed on a selling price and signed some papers and he was off. We were still at 49%. It wasn’t real yet.

In a few short days, he brought us up to speed on the process – get the house ready, take pictures of the home, do some showings, get an offer, sell the house (in a nutshell). Easy enough right? Not really. Not for Jason. Two kids also comes with a fair amount of abuse in the home – little dents, fingerprints on the paint, things that need to be patched up… So over the course of a weekend, I spent most of my time patching walls, sanding, repainting them, fixing things and making the house look like it was brand new again. I started going down a rabbit hole of things to do because I’d find something to fix, but then I’d find something else near it. You know how you probably have a little corner somewhere in your house you forgot about? Think about it – there’s probably dust/dirt there – I went into every one of those corners and cleaned them and while it doesn’t sound like a whole lot – corners add up. By the end of it all – the house literally looked brand new. Like we had no kids at all and we moved in yesterday. We’ve now gone from 49% to 100%… Things are getting real.

Picture day. We got the house back into show home condition – I left for a few hours while the photographer and Albert took pics. Probably nothing crazy worth noting but it’s the little things that gain brownie points in my books. When the photographer was done, Albert messaged me to head on back – he was just cleaning up and putting things back. When I arrived, he was rearranging our laundry room back to the way it was based on a picture he took before he moved everything. I mean, I wouldn’t have remembered the bleach went in front of the glass cleaner, but he made sure he was covering all the bases… Refer back to “OCD”. Everything was put back in the exact same spot as it had never left – again, not a big deal – but every little thing counts. Details matter.

Listing day. The listing goes up, he sends us a link and a 3D tour of it all – looks great. I had no doubts that it wouldn’t. All that was left was to wait – like fishing – you cast your line and you just hope something bites sooner rather than later. Long story short – we had showings pretty much everyday – in total we got through 4 before we had an offer from 2 of them the same day. Albert was pretty conscious about the timing of showings because he knew the girls had a specific bed time – but we made it work. The night of the last showing, Albert called me at 10:30PM and said two offers are in and are due in 30 minutes. After a million questions from me, we agreed on a bunch of things and everything was put in place and we were done before midnight. Wait what? This guy is still working? My bed time was like an hour ago but you do what needs to be done…

In 6 days, the house had an offer and we firmed up in 15 days. Bank appraisal, home inspection, conditions, waiving – all of this – so foreign but made so plainly clear by Albert. Considering houses around us have been up for 40 to 260 days, I would say 6 days is quite the achievement. That really brings us to the end of it all… It was maybe 3 weeks in total but it felt like an eternity going through the motions of cleaning the house every showing and making vacuum lines in the carpet every damn time and storing everything in boxes and tucking them away and taking them out again at night. It’s a tiring and repetitive process.

Through all of it, Albert was there for us for literally every second of it. Whenever I messaged him, I received a reply within 30 seconds or less – no matter the time of day. When I asked if he had an update on anything only because I was being impatient – he would call and get an update. If he said he’d let me know in an hour, he would message me in 59 minutes. If I asked the same question a hundred times, he answered it a hundred times with no hesitation. I’ll tell you this much – at first, the thought of using a Realtor to sell your house might seem expensive because their commission is not a secret – you know how much they’re going to be getting from the sale of the house and it’s a tough pill to swallow because you know that money could be used for so many other things. Albert literally shouldered every single thing of this transaction and went through so many hoops and hurdles that I couldn’t even mention here without making it more of a novel than it already is that I don’t even care how much money he takes. In fact, I wish we could afford to give more because it’s a stressful f***ing thing to take on. I work my 7.5 hours a day and I turn off. He’s on 24/7. It’s their job, I know – but certain people are better at a job than others and I think Albert is truly a needle in a haystack. So, in the same sense that we got every corner of this house cleaned and ready to sell, he covered every corner of his job to follow it through.

It may just be a pairing of two very anal, OCD, impatient and particular people – and I think that made it as smooth as it could’ve been – but even if you aren’t like me, as long as you have Albert in your corner, you’ll at least have one person ensuring all the bases are covered and supporting you. He’s not there to take your money (although he is), he really feels like he’s on your team and I think that’s important in such a big transaction. He didn’t pay me to say all this – we technically paid him – but because we can’t afford to give him more than he’s taking, this is all that I have left to give. If you need a Realtor in the future – I’m not begging you, I’m telling you – get Albert on your team. You won’t regret it… Or else I’ll shut this blog down forever (and I know it won’t happen :))

Thanks for reading the wall of words! Onto the next one!