There’s never a shortage of things to take pictures of.

 

 

 

There’s a small window of time in the life of a pair of Old Skools where they’re perfectly broken in. That point between new looking and still a little stiff, and where they start cracking in the heel and breaking down. It takes a few months to get here, but today at 4:35 was that perfect time.

 

 

 

Tara and I were dead asleep at 5:00pm, at her mom’s house an hour away, and got a call from Bryan Johnston in his new role as UFC’s CMO to see if we wanted to go see the fights in Philly. All we needed to do was get there by 7:15. We were out the door in 5 minutes, got home fast while looking at miles of backed up traffic for our ride back, changed, got sneaky and dodged all the traffic back in and arrived at the arena by 7:16.

We walked right in with Bryan to some great seats and an awesome event. They’re put on incredibly well, and what ended up with us being there almost 6 hours went really fast with back to back fights. I never realized Bruce Buffer’s fancy-schmancy moves so I had to film them during BJ Penn’s fight. Not quite as good as some of the others, but you see what gets missed when you only hear his voice on TV. All I could keep picturing was him practicing this in his bedroom… Click the video to get it rolling.

 

 

 

The start of a perfect weekend. The DaBicas showed up in a surprise visit, dinner at Cuba Libra, and then on to Slayer in Camden. I’ve never been to a bad Slayer show.

 

 

 

Slayer tomorrow night.