Monthly Archives: August 2011

The other day I saw my reflection in over sized mirror my cleaning lady was moving and I realized, I’m not the tannest person I know. The next morning I made a promise to my higher power (George Hamilton) to lay on the beach the entire day. Mac lives close to the beach, so I stopped by his house.  He couldn’t come out.

The Venice canals are very interesting. If you get a chance to live there, or have sex with someone that does I highly recommend it.

I succeeded in claiming a modest plot of sand far away from people that never learned beach etiquette.  Such as shaking out your sandy towel within 100 feet of anyone.  Or walking like a retard. Also I think half of California learned how to whistle yesterday.

Chris Hull invited me to an evening with his Alpine Stars team.  A private showing of the movie Senna. In the early 90′s my father became obsessed with Tag Heuer watches. Tag dedicated a model to Ayrton Senna and it was like 10g’s. This was all I knew about the F1 racer to this point.

I don’t think most ordinary people are worthy of seeing this movie. Ayrton was the greatest driver that ever happened.  His talent got him into situations and politics tried to fuck him. But his God given gift couldn’t be ignored and even the rule makers couldn’t prevent him from being a champion, although they did a few times. This is my new God.  I’m moving to Brazil to focus on my dream of being a Formula 1 race car driver.

The day began with running to Venice to check on Mac. Making sure he didn’t cut his wrists overnight. Whilst enjoying the traffic on my way back, some feminine honking disturbed my game of Angry Birds Rio. Sir Jason Nichols had pulled along side just to let me know he still cares.  I was thankful he wasn’t into space docking.

Back on Rosewood the team had assembled for the Zach Cordner photography exhibit. Aaron Levant made the long walk from 3 Doors Down to be featured On Blast.

This is Antibammer hitting the high note on his favorite Mariah Carey song.

I keep being reminded that I made most of my current friends (and girlfriend) in a suite at the Venetian in 2006. Garth Marriott is one of those friends.  His site Coolestshop.com was ahead of it’s time. Selling cool tshirtds and sneakers in 1999… now he just likes to carve wooden statutes of Blake Griffin dunking on herbs.

Don’t get short with me Carlos.

Jenn, you were late.  I also did tell you the day before but we can pretend to ignore it. Jenn decided not to be aprt of the next podcast.  But fear not… she will return with her own brand of sarcasm and surfer girl half truths.

Zach Cordner filled this room with photos.  Ice Tea’s ex wife showed up. No not Coco… his first wife.  The one he had during the riots.

Josh Pea$ is still speaking to me… I guess that’s a good thing.

Driving by the Skee TV office it appeared they did some re-decorating…

Greatness doesn’t ask permission… Can someone tell Chiat /Day that? Especially Carol Madonna at 310 367 5051?!

Of course… a dummy all up in Melissa‘s ear…

Stash is very busy. You better believe having a creative career has it’s ups and downs. Stash recently went through some shit, but he is skyrocketing up again. Can you imagine he is almost 40?! He doesn’t look a day over civil war veteran.

Cheryl Dunn joined us for a very non fat, macrobiotic meal. Cheryl is NYC royalty as well as a prolific photographer and documentarian.

The entire time we were eating Shanti and Veronica were waiting outside. This was Stash and Kimmee’s ride to MAGIC. Shanti had a shop next to Recon in NYC. Shanti sells high end organic Yoga pants to stylish flexible trendsetters.

Look at these three. They don’t care about anything except producing items to increase your life status.

Stash is dope and he’s back again. He is the meanest baddest mother in the Vatican. S-S-S-STASH!

While I was adding 11,000 miles to my frequent flyer program, a package arrived.  I had been expecting it all summer.  What I wasn’t expecting was complete radness and scarcity of NRML CA’s 15th anniversary commemorative shoe.

All they asked me was if I wanted the dunk or the AM90.  They wouldn’t tell me what either looked like.  I wear AM90′s but I was intrigued about their Dunk.  Corgi was mad I didn’t go with the Air Max.  I am thrilled with these Jordan-esq dunks.

Leather tongue logo. Finished seams. Red on Red with a gum sole.  And only 16 pairs.  WHAT!  16?  You mean 16 for sale at the shop and 32 where mailed out to friends and family… no… 16 of each.

This little guy is made out of a thick piece of foam core.

The matching T-Shirt design by 123 Klan. Thanks NRML for thinking of me!

I don’t want to call myself a Martyr, but I feel I have done something so you don’t have to. I went to Cleveland.  This city is suffering much the why Detroit is, but in Cleveland’s case… no one cares. The city is so empty you can basically rent it out for months to film your new Avengers movie.

After visiting the Rock N Roll hall of fame, which Brandon Mahan pointed out is called, “The Mistake by the Lake!” I can assure you you never need to go there. However I encountered a series of closed roads which led to a disaster of Precious proportions.

All the buildings had movie make-up.  Smoke damage, battle damage, and Aussie Bum advertising.

You might think all the windows are normally smashed out, but it was special for the movie.

Notice the NYPD cruisers in Ohio.

All my daughter wanted to do the entire time she was here was go to Six Flags Magic Mountain. I’m afraid of heights, like seriously, I can’t even stand on a step stool in the kitchen. So I enlisted Mac to ride all the coasters, all day… sober… with little kids. Mac says, “Six Flags has more zigs than Katy Perry’s face!” I’m not sure what that means but it made you smile.

This is the only place I thought I could get away with wearing this shirt… Until Tyler and the entire Odd Future crew were behind us in line for the Goliath. Taco was snapping on me harder than Ben Hundreds waistband in the annual Ponderosa Flag Football tournament.

Mac proved to be the perfect chaperone. Except people thought we were filming “To Catch a Predator: Six Flags”.

Can’t take kids no where.

The ghost coaster.

Some lines can waste up to 2 hours of waiting. For Mac, that is just enough time for 8 sets of his bar routine.

Not the best pic, but the bottom of the blue shirt clearly says “white fag”.

Little known fact: in high school Bobby Hundreds’ nic-name was “Rainbow Sprinkles”. Because of all the paprika that would be stuck in his teeth after he ate his homemade deviled eggs.

The Green Lantern is a new ride…

… it goes up…

…and up… Mac weighs 240 by the way.

Each coaster gets a dramatic movie poster esque painting.

Now I’m in Ohio!

Can’t say I didn’t tell you! About a year ago I introduced you to a young designer straight outta Israel that has a knack for creating jewelry, M. Cohen.  Well his business has exploded and the obvious next step is a brick and mortar headquarters. Right next to the seafood hotspot Son of a Gun on West 3rd street.

Every corner of this space has been designed, decorated and customized by his majesty, Moar Cohen. The shop is by appointment only but if you knock nicely he will probably let you in.  If you drop my name… he probably won’t.

He started his accessories with his popular and original hand made bracelet creations.  He has moved far beyond that. I like to say what Chrome Hearts has done in 25 years, M. Cohen will do in 3!

One of his newest creations is a fabric wrist wrap with an ornamental onyx skull.

Traditional beaded necklaces look great on a human neck, or a marine propeller.

M. Cohen has more than doubled his catalog since last year. I would estimate he dodecahedron‘d his catalog.

Don’t bother looking for these skull doorknobs at Home Depot of Ikea.. i already checked.

This is how Moar recommends you arrange the rose gold skulls and beads.

Almost all pieces made by M. Cohen are to be worn full time. Yes that includes showering, bartending, and most wrist related events.

This could be the only creative space without a Herman Miller chair.

Need a vintage wallet chain with authentic keys that can unlock doors From the 1800′s?

Everyone loves these.

M. Cohen is just dedicated to making cool people look even cooler. He doesn’t care about much else.

It’s gold baby.

If you want to see the men’s scarf with tiny silver skulls, then I suggest you stop by M. Cohen.

This weekend we have to travel to Portland to attend the annual Pig Roast 2000. The realest, rawest, porkin’est festival the North West has ever known.

It takes three days to set up. Digging a massive hole, burning a fire for 24 hours while never letting your keg cup get empty. Jeb Barsh trains the elephants at the Portland Zoo.

Nick is the roast master.

The pig is ceremoniously molested on banana leaves before being buried overnight.

Oh, and it’s wrapped in burlap and chicken-wire.

You have to bring your own t-shirt to the party as every year there is live silk-screening. Chris Knight knows his way around a paint brush.

These are the custom drawn graphics available this year. Try and see how many different pig shirts you can see in the photo.  I make blogging fun!

Rian Schmidt really spells his name that way.

Yes a giant willow tree fell in the yard 2 years ago. They keep it because it’s as awesome as you think it is.

Partypeople!

The next day at 4 O’Clock dull, the pig is dug up and a massive crowd begins to form.

They do more physical labor for this party than I have done in 10 years.

They cooked two pigs this year.  One above ground, one beneath. All was eaten.

The Roy family came.  They live up the street so it’s not that shocking.

Josh Chang and his wife Amber came to party. Extra points for the vintage Livestock tee. Josh also has a new line called Panic and Run.

Dar rode up from Eugene. Some people wonder what a human trafficker looks like… now you don’t have to wonder.

Alex keeps the dream of W+K 12 alive.

Mike Weihs is another talented friend, but his claim to fame is choosing the specific pantone color for Wu Tang Yellow.

The Hornbecker family can’t stop succeeding. Did you see his living room?

Pig Roast 2000 started in 1999.They named it 2000 as a joke and it stuck.

This is Portlandia speak for “baby picture”.

Ralf Youtz is a rock star.  No really. Ever hear of Built to Spill?

Lane went ugly early.

Seriously his name is Dar, and he blew off his middle finger with a homemade pipe bomb. When asked, “Why were you making a pipe bomb?” Dar responded; “Do you need a reason to make a pipe bomb?!”

Hearing R.E.M. played on a ukulele is totally normal in Portland.

Peter Yue (1977-Present) Born in Gresham, married, two offsprings. Studio designer at W+K. Most notably known for inventing opposite nic-names. For instance he was the first person to call a bald guy “curly” and a tall guy “shorty”. If you really want a story ask him about Freaknic in ’93.

I haven’t seen Dana Woulfe since my brief trip back to Boston in February, and before that it was 2008 when we drove up to Jake Burton’s annual family party in Vermont. He had just started as a designer at Converse and here we are almost 5 years later and he is still owning Converse.  When I heard he was in town I did what any friend would do.  I ate a mushroom, grabbed my daughter and headed to the Standard Hotel.

Dana is basically family because his best friend Michael Heppler is my family.  We had alot to catch up on, and discussed the loyalty program that apparently only him and I subscribe to!

Shout out to Jason Thome, Ian Ginoza, John Timulty and every one else that keeps my feet white.

Am I tripping?  Or is this Amy Cheng one of the most fearsome and powerful account directors at Chiat/Day?

I have this affinity for saying “whatever you want, it’s your birthday…” and the waiter surprised my daughter with a birthday cake. She thought it was hilarious.  I reminded everyone that I just bought a gun.

Everyone enjoys a nice Tiger Fish ornament.

Later at Bar Marmont the rest of the Converse executives showed up.  Gerald grew up on Martha’s Vineyard and I’m jealous. Damion Silver‘s new beard has him looking like Revok‘s body double.  In other news the Devil’s Double looks like the greatest movie ever made.

Erman and C-Law completed the sneaker god trifecta.  I said Erman was the “Fraser Cooke of Adidas”… and he said… “Fraser wishes he was me”… no he would never say that! Erman the German is the most humble talented creator in the biz, thats why converse scooped him. C-Law is in Boston now as well, make me kinda angry… did everyone wait till I left? Say hi to Air-Rev for me.

Erik Brunetti rarely misses a drinking session.  If you ask about his cowboy hat you will realize it is a Colombian farming hat… and you know what they farm in Columbia? Cocaine, snitch.

What do you mean you are out of Macallan Whiskey? Do you realize why I have so many gun cleaning kits? Because my gun is filthy.

Getting a photo out of Erik gets easier the drunker he gets. Only one more… I have to babysit later.

Michelle Kwan is the most decorated female figure skater in U.S. history. We both enjoy live tapings of So You Think You Can Dance.

I’m blogging with a different perspective after having crossed paths with a Tarantula Hawk in Runyon Canyon this morning. No I didn’t get a picture of it. The stinger was the size of an ice pick, and it looked like it had a pipe wrench in it’s mouth but it WAS it’s mouth. Until I saw this bug I thought I left the most fear inducing bug on the east coast, the Cicada Hunter. This is a photo of the Ritz Carlton.

Before the largest wasp in the world moved to Hollywood, I went to the X-Games. It took over all of downtown, and will soon take over regular sports because, well, regular sports are boring.

The big are ramp is crazy intimidating. I wouldn’t even think of traveling the 9 stories to the top on this, I can’t even do the rope swing in the Nissitissit river. You probably saw the 14 year old that was competing this year. He told me he could see into Corgi‘s bedroom from up there.

Safely on the ground I discovered the coolest party favor activity.  Spin art on records Damien Hirst style. Be looking for this at every sponsored event you attend in the next year.  It will be next to the photobooth and the free energy drink.

In the old days the Navy would let you hold an M-16 and give you a sticker.  Now you get to hide an improvised explosive device under some posers long-board.

The tractor trailer truck was wrapped in digital camo, but upon closer inspection it was magnified fabric. This made me laugh and say… “you guys…”

I have heard rumblings about the Nike Vault at L.A. Live but I figured it was a celebrity gifting suite that I wasn’t celebrity enough to get gifted.

Any one can just go chill and watch Lakers and Clippers games for free. Depending on if you are lucky or unlucky you could run into Corgi. He will be easy to recognize, he’s the one wearing vintage AXO racing gear head to toe, and a pair of wrap around Oakley Blades. He will only answer to the name Gertrude, and likes it when you spit on him and say; “Hey Gertrude, why do you buy shirts with spit on them?”