June 2005 +x

Congratulations, Nike. . .

. . .you're still evil.

Nike shamelessly ripping off Minor Threat
Minor Threat

On the left, the iconic image of Ian MacKaye on the first Minor Threat album cover - a man who, even at the height of his popularity, has never sold a record for more than $10 or charged more than $6 for a show. Nor ever sold his image or music for advertising purposes. On the right, Nike's new ad for their skateboarding tour. Unauthorized, of course.

Update: My good friend Santa gives his excellent analysis of the evil genius behind Nike's ad campaign (scroll down to the second post).

June 27, 2005 at 10:56 AM | Comments (2) | TrackBack

Links Tucson Classified Obituary: the

Links

June 21, 2005 at 11:27 AM | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Escape from Salvation Mountain!

Ian runs for his life

Over the weekend, Ian and I headed out for a return trip to the Salton Sea. Heavy with supplies procured from Galco's Soda Pop Stop and Chick-fil-a, we drove almost three hours in to the middle of nowhere to drive around in deserted nothingness.

Almost as a side note (and as a result of being slightly disappointed with the eastern shores of the Salton Sea), we decided to find Slab City while we were out in the area. While what we found there was pretty great - and I'll write more about that later - the true treasure and discovery for us was Salvation Mountain, a beacon of ...well, of something, that sits just before you enter Slab City.

It was here that Ian and I came face to face with death.

The mountain is some kind of crazy folk art built by a man named Leonard Knight. Mr. Knight was not on the premises when we arrived, nor was anyone else as far as we could see. But a sign invited us in, so we parked the car by the roadside and crossed the small desert trench to make our way over to the mountain.

It looks an awful lot like a giant pile of play-doh with various paeans to Jesus and the Bible. There was paint and hay strewn about everywhere, as Mr. Knight appears to be working on seventeen different parts of the mountain at once.

The most impressive part of the mountain, though, was a smaller hill off to the side, about 30 feet tall and completely manmade. It's essentially constructed of hay bales and car doors painted over, propped up by branches and sticks. There's a small network of caves built in this mountain (this is where Ian and I narrowly escaped the fierce, ferocious barking puppy), and a number of smaller memorials to Jesus painted into the walls.

It's a truly remarkable place, especially considering that the entire community of Slab City, including Leonard Knight and his Salvation Mountain, are squatting on land that isn't theirs, that could be taken from them at any moment.

June 20, 2005 at 9:16 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Links Halliburton to build new

Links

June 17, 2005 at 4:54 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Tijuana Escapades... in Wax!

I don't go to Tijuana often. I don't drink, I'm not on the lookout for cheap prescription drugs, and I've long since lost my fascination with ceramic skulls and Indiana Jones bullwhips that I had when I was 9, when my parents first trekked me across the border.

But when I do have occasion to go, as I did recently, I typically have two objectives:

The Tijuana Wax Museum is one of the finest institutions known to man.

I have a sneaking suspicion that their figures are cast-offs from other museums, due to the haphazard, random nature of who's in there, where they're placed, and the general, er, quality of the figures. It's gotten better in the six years since I went - I could've sworn Wesley Snipes used to be next to Gorbachev, which wasn't the case this last time - but here's the kicker: It's a buck-fifty. Deal.

To give you some perspective on just how hot a deal that is, the Hollywood Wax Museums in Hollywood and Branson, MO (what?) offer on their site a web promotion for $2 off admission - and that coupon expired SIX YEARS AGO. If the Tijuana Wax Museum offered that deal, they'd be giving you two quarters back (which you could then use to buy a beer or something while you're down there).

Maybe the Hollywood WM's figures are as, shall we say, enigmatic, as the Tijuana's WM. I wouldn't know - I'm not throwing down $12 to find out. Not when this greatness exists down south.

Don't just take my word for it: Let the photos speak for themselves. And while you're at it, tell me how quickly you can figure out who some of these people are.

June 17, 2005 at 3:09 AM | Comments (1) | TrackBack

Links Hospital: An outdated, outmoded

Links

June 17, 2005 at 2:08 AM | Comments (0) | TrackBack

Introducing. . .

. . .my first post.

I had been intending to start a blog for some time now, but it, like most things I assume I'll do, kept getting pushed off. Being at SXSWi this last year provided a much needed kick of encouragement, in the forms of Michael, Cinnamon, Andrew, Alison, Leonard, Sandy, and many others.

Further, of course, I owe Ryan and Sam for stealing from them (both time and bits of code). Eventually, as I get a bit better at CSS and designing, we should see less of their direct influences (nice date widget, ryan) here, for this blog is constantly in beta.

Feedback's appreciated.

June 15, 2005 at 4:02 AM | Comments (0)