June 2, 2017
by The OJBG Team

Game Review: Mini Metro

My commute has become significantly more tolerable, all thanks to the morning commute simulator that is Mini Metro. The game from the New Zealand based game designer Dinosaur Polo Club, is a simple game where the player acts as somewhat of a city planner, whose job it is to build a working metro rail system. Just like on the real metro, you lose when a station gets too filled up and no train arrives. Mini Metro is surprisingly challenging as it throws more things at you as time progresses, such as new stations that need to be connected, new cargo which needs to be transported to new locations and it even has daily challenges. Mini Metro on the Metro is a great way to make yourself worry less about the train that is taking forever to arrive, and care more about the virtual train that is taking forever to arrive. The game is a lot of fun and it isn’t uncommon to find yourself playing even far after the commute has ended. https://youtu.be/WJHKzzPtDDI

May 26, 2017
by The OJBG Team

Notion Theory’s Basketball Demo

By: Diana Eaton

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Notion Theory held an amazing tech showcase event on March 23rd. Techies, entrepreneurs, developers, scientists, and innovators convened to explore some of Notion Theory’s latest virtual reality demos. The basketball VR demo was quite fun. The demo consisted of a headset and two joystick-like devices that served as hands. Of course there was a big screen for spectators to view as the user played. The demo was rather simple. All the user had to do was use the sticks (i.e the VR hands) to aim at the basket and shoot, similar to real-life basketball! The users seemed impressed! Check out Notion Theory’s YouTube link to see for yourself. The basketball demo starts at 2:05.


May 24, 2017
by The OJBG Team

23rd Annual Gala Awards


Jokingly coined, “The Asian Prom”, the 23rd annual APAICS (Asian Pacific American Institute for Congressional Studies) Gala Awards was held on the evening of Tuesday, May 16, 2017 at the elegant Washington Hilton. Guests arrived, dined, socialized, and enjoyed an array of award presentations. Until the 1990′s, the Asian Pacific Islander community lacked a caucus. In the last four years there has been a significant increase in representation and seats in congress. There are currently 50 representatives and Senators. The robust membership is rapidly expanding. Immigration reform and human trafficking are just a couple of societal focal points. Chanchanit Martorell won the Community Leader Award for her diligent work on over a half-dozen major human rights cases involving human trafficking. The keynote speaker, Senator Cory Booker, left us with a powerful quote from his father:

“Son, you can go through life as a thermometer, or as a thermostat.”

This quote implies that one can either simply measure the temperature of the atmosphere, or one can use the power to set the temperature of the atmosphere. The latter is the choice of an individual of power, influence, and change.

A special thanks to Google for allowing me to have a seat at their table during this event. It was so wonderful to see such a robust and diverse group of people convene with great purpose!

May 22, 2017
by The OJBG Team

Web Series Review: Avalon Now

When hearing about a web series put out by an Australian real estate company, you might be skeptical at first about the quality of the show, but what we have is one of the funniest web series of last year. The series follows the lives of trendy and progressive people, living in the sunny Australian beach town of Avalon, where everyone wears striped shirts and drives a Prius. The concept has been done before, with shows like Portlandia, but this time it comes with a fresh Aussie take. Avalon Now details the struggles of a couple trying to plan a perfect party, and the chaos that ensues from their need to be picture perfect for their Facebook and Instagram feeds. The series is done very professionally, from the acting to the writing, the camera work, and everything in-between, every aspect is clean and polished. The show is made what it is by the quirky side characters and the problems they cause for the party planners, the wine shop owner being my absolute favorite. While you may dislike the main characters due to their over-the-top obsessiveness with what’s trendy, you still get to know them and their families very well within the first few episodes, and for some reason, they will win over your heart with their lovable humor and charm.


September 22, 2016
by The OJBG Team

Chasing The Clouds Away

Today is the calendar end  of summer’s flora and the fauna glory. Here, in the district we trade in the humidity for crisp air that quickly transitions into threats of polar vortex’. So before the cold creeps in, here are a few things to do before your shutter in.

Kayak in Georgetown

Or paddle board. Or take a twilight tour. Because who doesn’t want to do a soft reenactment of Meryl Streep in ‘The River Wild‘.

Union Market Drive In

Make America Great Again. Yea, sure. The only vestige of the forlorn time that I’d like to see make a comeback is the drive-in movie theater. Lucky for those of us in the District, Union Market will be showing its last film of its annual summer series on October 7th, Ghostbusters.


Milk s h a k e

Grab a vegan milkshake. Not exactly guilt free, but a healthier alternative to the cold creamy beverages that usher in thoughts of  diners and iconic movie scenes. Top of mind: Three Twisted Vegans on Georgia Ave and Hip City Veg in Chinatown.


September 8, 2016
by The OJBG Team

A Seat At The Table

I’ve come to realize that as a young person I had the unique fortune to grow up in a family steeped in our identity as a Black American family. My mother bounced through holiday sales in order to place Black Barbie dolls under the Christmas tree. Black art and excellence were honored through trips to places like Baltimore’s Great Blacks In Wax Museum. My aunties’ subscriptions to Essence, Jet, and Ebony coated the coffee tables. And the Color Purple was held up as the ultimate expression of Black life depicted in Hollywood and literature.

I didn’t have to look far to see someone like  me or the woman I would come to be. My family made it a priority. I’m not sure if it was because of pride, the dearth of representation, or a mix of both. Following this year’s #oscarssowhite (and ableist and male and transphobic) controversy many are holding a more discerning eye to representation in Hollywood. Television is a medium with a quicker response time than film. The slate of Fall 2016 shows reflects an apt response to what’s served as the status quo for far too long.

Here are a few shows that I’m looking forward to:

“Better Things” FX

“Atlanta” FX 

Speechless “ABC”

“Insecure” HBO

“Queen Sugar” OWN

August 23, 2016
by The OJBG Team

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My summer life has been marked by lengthy commutes. The T in WMATA now stands for Track Maintenance. And with each minute sucked away by underground travel, I’ve become more acquainted with books and the formidable sounds of Chicago’s creative class. I’ve been reflecting on my relationship with music and the devices that usher in the sounds that fuel my day. During those thoughts, I’ve calculated that I haven’t walked down a street solo without earbuds stuffed in my ears since at least 2004.  Before my eighth grade year, I begged my parents for an iPod. Prior to the click wheel, the  JVC anti-skip portable CD player served as a capable arm and shield from my Dad’s nagging and my sister’s hassling.  Cue Brandy’s Afrodisiac and Gwen Stefani’s L.A.M.B. Back to Chicago.

 In April, when Chance the Rapper’s Coloring Book emerged I hadn’t realized that he’d introduce me to the artists that would lace the soundtrack to my summer, but he did. Chance’s frequent collaborators are politically astute, #blackgirlmagic, vibey and most importantly, talented.  Now, those minutes stuffed in a sardine can of a rail car are a little more bearable. Listen to why:

Jamila Woods//  ”E m e r a l d  S t r e e t”

Noname// “D i d d y  B o p”

Chance The Rapper // “F i n i s h  L i n e”

Saba // “G P S”

Vic Mensa // “D r i v e  M e  C r a z y”

August 11, 2016
by The OJBG Team


Middling romantic dramas featuring middle age, high-earning white people are my visual comfort food. I found nourishment by locking  my door in a house with a mom that didn’t believe in locks to sneak in episodes of  Nip/Tuck,  in catching Dan in Real Life on TBS, and in ogling Diane Lane (Cate Blanchett , Kate Winslet, and Meryl Streep) carry on illicit affairs in mid-range films. Though fiction, these films were an introduction into how relationships fracture. How intentions jumble. And in the most dramatic sense, how a knowing glance can lead to ruin.

Which brings me to Casual, the newest edition to my book of comfort food recipes. The series centers on the romantic and familial life of Valerie, a newly divorced single mother living with her brother Alex and her daughter Laura. I don’t need to tell you that Valerie is  divorced as a result of her husband’s affair. Or that she owns her own counseling practice and Alex successfully cofounded a dating app. Or that they are both floundering  in their dating lives, she a novice having been married for 17 years and he a non-committal man child. It fills my plate.

Jokes aside, its a drama that leads with dialogue.  The characters are clear-eyed in their wrongness. They are pupils of their quirks, knowing how screwy they are in life yet lacking the full will to make better on their shortcomings. I have scene long eyerolls when I’m confronted with the travails of Alex’ love life. But even those scenes are ripe with meaningful talks on co-dependency and maturity. My favorite scene of the show aired just  this week. Valerie and Drew, her estranged husband dine in a cafe after hacking away at their taxes. In the scene, the ex-pair happen upon a honest dialogue that has escaped them in their interactions since his cheating came to light. Drew believes they are destined to be unsatisfied, while Valerie conjures up  the idea of cheating intimately by having illicit sex with someone she knows.

This is my comfort food.

July 28, 2016
by The OJBG Team

Like Sunshine & Rain | SB

I should be happy, the sun has baked my complexion to warm mocha hue, my weekends are filled with brunch sessions with cherished friends, and I’m gliding through my summer reading list.

These are the months when we’re to dance off the ash of a  brutal winter, but this is a summer when a  dance floor was bloodied by actual violence. When state violence confronts the timelines I scroll for humor and family pictures. When the joy of the summer sun is replaced by a haze of near weekly mass killings and a presidential campaign powered by bigotry. In a summer marked by sadness, I’ve needed a few cures and I’ve explored some pop culture, food, and activities to do the job.

LISTEN Chance the Rapper Coloring Book

The rapper’s third mixtape, is the rap wunderkind at his most jubilant. Armed with the smirk of new fatherhood and a stamp of approval from his own hometown hero, Kanye West, Chancelor Bennett has hit his sweet spot. The album is a less tormented “Jesus Walks” and more Gospel music in 1997 when it discovered the Tommy Hilfiger windbreaker, choosing instead to rest within the joys of spirituality. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t tackle the perils of growing up in a city marred by violence (‘Summer Friends”) or the carefree nature of youth (“Smoke Break”). This mixtape is the warm breeze passing through the windows of your mom’s sedan after church while you wait for her to wrap up that conversation with Sister Jones. It’s familiar, it’s healing, and it’s what I want the future of the genre to sound like. It’s buoyant beats, ever-present horns and his boyish intonation has coated the drear of my summer with fushia and the royalest of blues.

DO Pokemon Go

Full disclosure, I downloaded Pokemon Go..ten minutes ago.  Prior to that, I have observed my peers jump back into our middle school hallways. Before our eyes Pokemon transformed into something that exists beyond our couches, tangible in a way that us Gogurt eating kids couldn’t have dared to imagine. A load off from quarter life stressors. And update, it’s fun!

EAT Hip City Veg

DC has enjoyed a nice upswing in fast casual restaurants in recent years, but I’m always on the hunt for a gem that is both fast and healthy. Hip City Veg is DC’s newest edition, different in that it is 100% plant based and offers vegan burgers, crispy sweet potato fries, and non-dairy milkshakes. In the center of Chinatown’s 7th Street, the shop has made this on-the-go diner’s belly warm with the Buffalo Bella, a burger made delectable with crispy portabella, celery slaw, and buffalo sauce.

WATCH Survivor’s Remorse

I made a fastbreak past this series for nearly two years. At the dawn of its premiere I watched a trailer and decided against watching a comedy, with yet another a male lead. Last week, I listened to Another Round where the hosts interviewed Tichina Arnold, comedy icon and star of Survivor’s Remorse. Listening to her reminded me of how much I have missed the frankness of her comedic voice.  I  watched binged the series and the show that I feared would be drenched in testosterone is brilliant. It is not only funny as hell, it’s smart in its warm portrayal of a Black family unvarnished by the wealth they have amassed by talent and grit. The characters are challenged, the fictionalized NBA star at the center of the narrative isn’t infantilized and the female characters, Cassie, M-Chuck, and Missy aren’t mere accessories in the narrative arc, they drive to the hoop as much as  the guy in the jersey.

Chicago knows these kinds of summers all too well. I want to  shirk the introduction from this kind of summer, to avoid its outstretched hand. I don’t want to know this kind of summer, its last name or what it likes sprinkled on top of its froyo. When the summer sun becomes oppressive, good food and entertainment provide a balm for  its rays.

June 23, 2016
by The OJBG Team

Half-Truths | SB

There was a two-year span where my television diet consisted of Bravo and CNN. I’d gorge on Shahs of Sunset and wash it down with Larry King Live. I balanced the guilt of watching Bravolebrities shatter champagne flutes and wallow in wealth with weighty news features on the 24-hour news network. These years were just a breath before the era of Too Much TV, when Shonda only produced two shows and Breaking Bad was in its infancy. The sky was falling. The Chicken Littles of the media industry held reality tv liable for our society’s eventual ruin. And I bought into that notion by puking up the remains of my Bravo diet, save for The Real Housewives of New York. It’d be uncool to break loose of The Countess, after all. tumblr_nkll8fiWrv1ql5yr7o1_500 Reality TV has been a thing since The Real World. Scratch that, since 1971’s An American Family, wherein filmmakers followed the daily lives of an affluent Santa Barbara family. With cameras rolling, the beaming family fractured under the weight of the father’s infidelity and fallout from the divorce.

But the genre reached its zenith during the Recession, attached to the low price tag of herding in unknowns and casting them into an assortment of situations, some contrived and others seemingly authentic. In that time, Kardashian became a part of the cultural lexicon, Flava Flav reemerged, and there were enough spouse swapping shows to make a polygamist sweat. In time, the economy recovered and the television industry along with it.

Enter Lifetime’s UnReal. Plopped into a sea of campy television movies and unauthorized biopics, the network’s bright spot is a fictionalized tale of the behind the scenes antics of a Bachelor-inspired reality show, Everlasting. The show comments on the dynamics of female relationships in the workplace, mental health, and the seedy practices of industry executives. UnReal is what television audiences deserve after years of peering into family disputes, rooting for alliances and bemoaning villains by water coolers. As the show’s fictional producers steer emotion and confession, UnReal attempts to muddy any remaining pretense amongst reality show viewers, casting away any notion that what you see is in fact, what you get.

I’m not sure if I’ll ever hit the clicker on The Real Housewives of New York. But, UnReal has cast a fascinating light on the manipulation that takes place behind the scenes and now I’m certainly more discerning of a Ramonacoaster when its in motion.