Maxing out your triangle via jackcheng.com

As a designer every oncein a while, you see something so good that it makes your blood boil in envy and admiration. Ever since I ran across Jack Cheng’s website, I’ve been thinking in triangles. The Ways and Means philosophy has always been very close to what he’s saying,but I never came up with a handy graphic representation…Back to the lab.

Recently I`ve noticed that the posts on this site have been leaning towards a very much two sided affair. Salah & John versus the lesser members. Lesser, not in that they are less the human beings (tho that may be true?), just that they are lesser in the posting of posts. Woo Ha!. Do check out these photos I took with my cell phone this past week in Tokyo. I still find it amazing that I can find stuff to capture on film after 10 years solid of living in Japan.

Make sure to check out the big version of this one…I’m pretty sure it should be illegal for Maceo and I to combine our efforts. It’s like a sequel to One flew over the cuckoos nest starring the cast from Girl, Interrupted. We’re about two days out from hiding half-eaten chickens under our beds.

I was informed over the weekend that the name for their country is not, and has never been “Japan” Which means they’re not actually Japanese. Which explains…well nothing really. All I know is that their alphabet is strangely logical to me.

Actor extraodinaire Jeff Bridges’ behind the scenes photos from the Ironman shoot.

My top 3 Jeff Bridges movies: 1. The Fisher King 2. Texasville 3. The Vanishing

Lastnight we were watching a Documentary on The Good Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, and Maceo asks me if I’ve ever read any Tom Wolfe. Actualy…I’ve read everything he’s ever done. The man can write his ass off. Here’s where the power of a good education rears it’s head. my High School had a class in “New Journalism”, which by that time wasn’t very new at all,but was a great introduction to writers like Truman Capote, Ken Kesey, Hunter S. Thompson and the like. Wolfe grabbed a tight grip on my brain, because he was writing about the beginnings of things that I had grown to have interest in, Mid-century American popular culture, surfing, rock music, Everything from the Black Panthers to Big Daddy roth and the birth of Hot Rod custom culture. Reading Wolfe is like watching Mad Men x 100. Even his contemporary stuff like Bonfire of the Vanities, and A Man in full, are really sharp insightful portraits of the times inwhich they are written. This Esquire piece about the birth of Nascar is extra interesting once you consider that NASCAR fans are now a bedrock American demographic that the rest of the country neither understands or appreciates.

The Last American Hero Is Junior Johnson. Yes!

Ten o’clock Sunday morning in the hills of North Carolina. Cars, miles of cars, in every direction, millions of cars, pastel cars, aqua green, aqua blue, aqua beige, aqua buff, aqua dawn, aqua dusk, aqua aqua, aqua Malacca, Malacca lacquer, Cloud lavender, Assassin pink, Rake-a-cheek raspberry. Nude Strand coral, Honest Thrill orange, and Baby Fawn Lust cream-colored cars are all going to the stock-car races, and that old mothering north Carolina sun keeps exploding off the windshields. Mother dog!

And like I said…the man can write his ass off…