Hawaiian Food

Below are pics of my new town Berkeley-- waiting for clem to get off the BART. While i was wiating i spotted a HAWAIIAN FOOD JOINT! called Alohana (not a real word). We hit that up after the BBall game and my body cried with excitment. BBQ Chicken, rice, macaroni salad, cabbage... clem got Kalua Pork and we decided we'll have to bury a pig in the yard one of these days.

Cal State Girls Basketball and the Screaming Bees

I wish i had a zoom on my iphone, but i dont, so let me paint you a picture.
I went to the Cal Girls BBall game last night with my darling clementine. i was baked so it was fun. There were so many weird things i just couldn't understand:

1. The Band had choreographed dance moves to the songs: but every section was doing something different. Maybe they are used to playing seperately? Or separated by large distance so no one would notice? Anyhoo, every section, like the trumpets, percussion, flutes, all had different moves. Lets get this together shall we?

2. The Mascot? What? Now that i think of it, i dont know who the group of about fifty kids were who were standing next to the mascot... they were wearing blue and yellow striped shirts... and the actual mascot was some kind of oversized animal, but what? So at first i thought they were Cal State MIGHTY BEES! Or the VICIOUS CHARLIE BROWNS! It turns out they are the bears. Ok, what?

3. The Screaming.
Anytime the other team had the ball and were trying to score, all the striped bees starting moaning. all in differnt notes, absolute cacophony. Like really bad to listen to crazy dischordant moaning. The audience would do it to. Some kind of defense mechanism. It made me uneasy.

4. Really though, who are these bee kids? They're not the band, or the cheerleaders... one guy had a big flag he was waving. Huh. i guess i wasn't paying attention. Maybe they just loooove basketball.

5. Lastly a group of pledges (im assuming) came to the game without shirts, and letters on their chest spelling "Go California Bears !!" they looked like they were from the 70s-- all of their pants were tight. Funny hipsters.


Oh, by the way, the girls lost. Oh wells.

Marcus is my brother, and He's damn famous!

My brother in a magazine, we just happened to be flipping through! So buff! He also was invited to compete in the Pipline Masters!!!! HOLY CRAP! That's Marcus Hickman: write it down

First Night out In downtown Berkeley

Microbrewery Jupiter. I drank the House Honey Wheat.
It tasted like a sundae topping.

That's my new roommate and my long-time friend, Clementine. She will be making an appearance on this blog. Just think of her as the new Kristin.

:D

First Pictures

My new crib is exactly what i wanted it to be: chill, relax, surrounded by trees and the sound of a river.

The pic of the view sucks, but from up here you can see all the way San Fran and the Golden Gate Bridge.

Animal

Fois Gras, Pork Belly, Christmas Duck, Fried Quail, Grits, Donuts, Homemade marshmellow
Delicious. Delicious. Delicious. Delicious
one of the best new restaurants in LA and i got to eat there with the chef. Swank.

Last Night in the land of Entertainers

My favorite dish in all of LA... Kimchi Fried Rice at the Prince. I enjoyed it with friends.

And then i drove 6 hours to arrive in Berkeley, CA at 4am. Surprise!