Prayed to my deceased friend for permission to bust a #3 to her friend

Yes! I found the facebook of that chick who sang Amazing Grace at yesterday's funeral. Her name's Daniella. She's in my database now.

Whoa, where was everyone today. I showed up to Capoeira class and only Andres, Jesse II and Gabriel were there. Diana showed up and I got to make fun of her for being late for a change (as she always does to me). I even gave her a hard time for being lazy with the exercises.

I played the berimbau for the 1st time in years. I haven't held 1 since maybe 2004 when I was with that other Capoeira group. Today was mostly a music class. Andres teased Jesse II and I for sounding like we were going through puberty when we couldn't hit the notes. He compared it to the pimply face character on The Simpsons.

ANDRES: My son is at that age now. When I call him, he'll answer (deep base), "Hello?" I'm like, "You better drop that base, son!" And he says (high pitched), "Hi daddy!"

We met Gabriel's wife, Patty, and their kids. Andres' brother Joe stopped by along with his son, Devin, a.k.a. Skeelo. Devin schooled his dad at shooting trash from long distance into the trash can. Jesse II found out for the 1st time that I'm Filipino. He got the idea that I was Samoan this whole time.

Stayed in for the night. Said a prayer to ask my recently deceased friend for her permission to bust a #3 to her friend, Daniella, who sang Amazing Grace at her funeral. Then went to it.