Faceless Sia

I’m probably really late on this one, but this song is so awesome. I was curious as to who Sia is and when searching for performances, I found that she was purposefully performing this song with her back to the audience with the focus on the dancers. Kind of creepy, but intriguing at the same time. I heard it was a social experiment about anti-fame. I did enjoy the performance as well as the music video for this song too.

The one on Ellen though reminded me of the ending scene of the Blair Witch Project.

The Bandwagon Fan

Words can not express the feels that were going through my body as Martinez scored the winning goal in game 5 of 2014 Stanley Cup Finals. It was like taking the last final of my college career. Dat exuberance. I wanted to high-five the eff out of every living creature at D&B.

From the title you might be thinking that this post is going to be a rant about the lame bandwagon fans that all of a sudden popped up, but it isn’t. It’s actually the opposite. Throughout this run in the playoffs, I frequented the r/losangeleskings (Kings subreddit) as well as r/hockey to partake in the banter that is such a part of sports. One comment that I kept seeing as a shot against the Kings fans were that we were all bandwagoners. But what I’ve increasingly began to notice was that this was a common insult that any fanbase is privy to. Why do we consider this ammo to use against another team? I mean, I get it. Let’s say your friend makes no mention of the Oakland Athletics ever during your friendship with them, but all of a sudden this season he’ll use whatever chance he gets to mention how “his” team is doing. Yea. Annoying.

But what I’m talking about is that fan who gets excited for a new team and new sport. The definition is clearly a bandwagon fan, but no need to look down on this. I have been watching the Kings since 2012. (Yup, you caught me red-handed; bandwagon fan here). Prior to this, I only considered myself a fan by default since they were LA’s hockey team. I knew of The Great One (who doesn’t?) and LUUUUUC, but nothing more. Even Hockey rules I was not clear of. Icing took a while for me to grasp.

Anyway, the point I’m making here is that I’m actually okay with the term bandwagon. I’m okay admitting that I wasn’t really into hockey until a few years ago. Bandwagon fans get such a bad wrap, but the fact is this: everyone has to hop on some time in their life. Why are you only considered “legit” if you have been watching a team since birth. Not only that, but I feel like that’s not enough for some people when they boast about how 4 generations of their family have been rooting for the some team. It’s in their blood.

My thing is this, hop one. You are welcomed, BUT if the wagon starts sinking or something, you better hold on for dear life because we’re all going down with it.

Solid Colognes

In the eighth grade, wearing designer cologne became a thing. Almost like a trend of some sorts. It’s as if the phrase “bro, do you even cologne?” could have existed if that gives you anymore insight to what I mean. To anyone else outside that time frame, cologne is something that your dad wore or it’s just a part of life.

With this weird trend came the practice of carrying whole bottles of cologne with you to school. Why? So that you can freshen up after PE, show it off, or to cover up the cigarette smell? Honestly, I had no idea. You just did it because someone else was doing it. Of course the inevitable happened to me when I dropped my backpack. My recently purchased bottle of Tommy Hilfiger cologne, which was sitting in the front pocket came spilling out. And there you have it. Now every time I smell this particular brand of cologne, I am reminded of my Jansport backpack along with my TI-86 graphing calculator.

If I had only known about solid colognes, I could have avoided this. Solid colognes are concentrated fragrances that are made out of a wax-based substance. Supposedly the fragrance can last a whole day with only a small dab on your neck. No more broken glass, no more spills, and no need to spray. It’s also nice that you can carry it on with you on a flight. NICE.

Fulton & Roark have some nice ones in a pretty solid case.

Otter Wax also has their Spruce solid cologne.

Austin, TX

It all started with THIS. Did you watch it? I implore that you watch it before you continue. Trust me, you’ll understand the motivation behind three grown men to travel 1,300 miles for a piece of BBQ.

I guess even before the VIDEO, there was God. During a fast with my church, I stumbled upon the aforementioned video of Aaron Franklin one lonesome, hungry night. I watched the first, then the related videos popped up. So I clicked, and clicked, and clicked, until there were no more videos. A Franklin BBQ video drought. Being a self-promoting Millennial, I did the next best thing and shared the video on my FB wall. My buddy Shuffles who was also fasting at the time was caught up in the glory. Then came Jared with his casual comment, “So when are we planning a Texas trip so we can eat some of this?”. The rest was history. And I kid you not, two months TO THE DAY, we were in line for Franklin BBQ. Quite poetic I must say. It’s one for the books.

So off to Austin we went. It is the most West-Coast friendly town in Texas, with it’s hybrid country-hipsters, repurposed artisan buildings/businesses/homes, SXSW, and live music. It’s a version of Portland. The version where PBRs are replaced with Lone Stars, jerky over granola, and coffee with…coffee. They say that at least 100 people move into Austin everyday like some hipster Promised Land. Another thing that makes Austin unique are their food trailers. They are definitely inspired by LA’s food trucks, but what they do in Austin is to park several trailers that are more permanent than trucks in these lots with picnic tables. In my short time there, I was able to break down Downtown Austin into four distinct locations: Sixth St., Dirty Sixth, Rainey St., and South Congress (SOCO).


Sixth St. was our first destination being the most known area for people visiting. It’s literally a street of bars (some with rooftop patios, which Shuffles seemed to love) to cater to nearby UT students. When we were there early in the evening, it was pretty dead, but we walked through it again around 11P and what a difference a few hours makes. The streets were blocked off and there were just tons of people walking up and down, going from bar to bar. A lot of bachelorette parties going on too for some reason. Dirty Sixth is what one of our shuttle driver’s called the part of Sixth St. on the East side of town. We did walk down that way and I could see why it would be called that. A lot less crowded, less unique, and more dive-y. Still an okay place to hang out.

Jackalope – Go for the burgers, but don’t forget to admire the pictures of boobies that surround you (odd).
Easy Tiger – Pretty much everything I could want: beers, pretzels, cheese, jerky, cookies, ping pong, and a river. I would settle down right next to this place if I moved out here.
Tears of Joy – Hot sauce city, and the tears came flowing for Jared.


It’s a bit south of Sixth St. and it’s the young professional’s answer to the college-bound Sixth St. Apparently the City of Austin rezoned that whole area to be a part of the central business district to promote growth around their convention center. The rezoning included several neighborhoods. What you’re then left with is a neighborhood of homes that are all now unique bars, lounges, and beer gardens. It felt like a huge row of house parties and is one of the most unique things I have seen.

Banger’s Sausage House and Beer Garden – HUGE selection of beers on tap and a great menu of sausages. Did I mention they have poutine?
The Container Bar – I’ve always been intrigued by those homes made out of shipping containers. The container bar is exactly that. If my place by Easy Tiger doesn’t pan out, this would be my next choice of residence.


Congress St. is a main street in Austin that goes through the Austin Capitol Building. Once you get south past the Colorado River, it turns into SOCO and is a street of businesses that have been renovated into newer businesses. They do try to keep that retro feel. This was probably my favorite part of Austin. It has a good mix of bars, restaurants, stores, cafes, and dessert places. Would also recommend staying at the Hotel San Jose in that area. I did not, but it had the feel of an Ace Hotel, and like I said, it’s in an awesome part of Austin.

Gourdough’s – Donut trailer. Big donuts with massive amounts of various toppings at a reasonable price. I got the Carney, which is Apple Pie filling, cream cheese icing, caramel & dry roasted peanuts on top of donut. C’mon somebody.
Jo’s Coffee – Good coffee, but even more famous for their “I love you so much” graffiti on the side of their building. Supposedly a girlfriend of one of the owner’s put that there after a fight. Unfortunately, the current one there is a replica as the original was tagged over.
Amy’s Ice Creams – Get the Mexican Vanilla.
TOMS Roasting Co. – TOM converted a house into a store/cafe.

Finally, Franklin BBQ. Get in line by 9A. Bring a book, coffee, Bloody Marys. They’ll start coming through asking how much meat you plan on getting. This is so that they can give someone a heads up if they might not get food. Rent chairs for $5 from Chair Guy. They open at 11A (closed on Mondays). Don’t be deceived by how fast you start moving in line. You WILL eat at the estimated time they give you. I would recommend ordering everything a la carte by the pound rather than buying the plates or sandwiches. No time for sides anyway. Between the three of us, we decided to get 2 lbs of brisket, 2 lbs of ribs, and a link. Was it worth the 5 hour wait? Yes. It pretty much set my standards of BBQ. I mean, it has to. Aaron Franklin slow cooks these in a smoker for 8-10 hours. The brisket melts in your mouth and the ribs fall off the bone. Dat smoke ring doe.

Austin was great. Would come back. Did not get a group shot, but we all did take one of each other walking.