Hilarious.

Fascinating Skill Set.

Smart.

Buy me that.

High Art.

Collaborated with KAWS.
(TalentedxNice=Badass)
Coming soon to a front row near you...

Busey was hired by a company called GotVMail to pontificate about all things business. They posted 40 videos to their youtube channel today. Here are my faves:

Lil Demon Vs. Ron Roxworth
(Ron was later disqualified after delivering a powerful and illegal crotchthrust to the face{:30})

Ron Roxworth Vs Evan The Weirdo

Evan The Weirdo Vs Marcocoa Puffs

Kangaroo Vs Man

Customized black PVD Sea-Dweller...

No reason to pay so much for rare pieces when you can make your own...
Only two black Sea-Dwellers with the JMMS dial exist. Love it.
(Bob has the other...)

It's always great to see James play in those rare and special times that our travels line up.

Even though he didn't win the match, it's always exciting to watch him play. I love watching great people do their thing. I'm not sure how he calls up that much energy and focus, but maybe he wonders the same thing about me. No, that's not possible.

Got back to the hotel when Michael handed me the CD/DVD, hot off the presses. The finished product is always a thrill. I watched about a cumulative 7 minutes and then ejected it because, in the immortal words of P.W. Herman, "I don't have to watch it. I lived it."

George Carlin was my favorite comic.
He had what a virtuoso must: control.
Virtuosos take away the fear in you that they will drop the ball,
because they never do.

He would ease you into generally agreeing with his world view and then sneak in the oddest statement he could come up with, like "You ever get hit in the head with an axe?"

One time he told this joke about his grandfather retiring for the evening, telling him "I'm gonna go upstairs and f**k your grandma for a while."

His telling of the Aristocrats joke is by far the most vulgar and graphic.

He was also one of those entertainers whom you "share custody" with someone you love.
My brother Carl and I would recite Carlin lines all the time...

He was known as a "counter-cultural" comedian.
And it's a shame he's gone, because these days there's a hell of a lot of culture to be countered.

It's the only thing I do globally well, playing music. Everything else in my life tips its hat to it...

The Guitar Rig

Chad, David and George Getting Sounds...

See you out there.

My friend Jeorge Tripps started a company in 1992 called Way Huge... he made some of the best guitar effects pedals ever before closing the shop down in 1999. Jeorge has since worked at Line 6 and is now designing pedals for Dunlop. He's going to revive the Way Huge line beginning with this pedal he just dropped off today called the "Pork Loin" (Ignore the name on the prototype.)

You'll be hearing it this summer when I take a solo(s).

About seven years ago I was visiting my friend Pat when I was struck by a certain t-shirt he wore. I thought there was something perfect about it and asked him where I might find one. Pat explained that in fact, most everyone he came in contact with wanted one, and that it was from a friend of his who's father was Master Chang and that it was nearly impossible to get one. Apparently Master Chang didn't realize how unintentionally awesome his shirts were and only had a few to spare.

It's been a thing of myth, the Master Chang shirt. Only now, many years after first spotting one did Pat finally get his hands on one and send it to me, as promised...

And I gotta tell you, I've received things by FedEx many times more valuable than this, yet I can't remember being more excited to pull that funny little plastic strip that never really seems to open the box as it's supposed to.

Reasons why this shirt is amazing:

1. It is not intentionally ironic; it's really meant to promote a local karate studio.
2. The juxtaposition between the intensity of the photo and the matter-a-fact-ness of the typeset.
3. It is truly new old stock, probably silkscreened 15 years ago
4. It's more limited edition than any tee shirt I've ever known

This tee is a great lesson in applied value. Intrinsically it's just a yellow shirt, but it's been given a story. And when you can connect something seemingly benign with a story, things begin to matter. The shirt doesn't even fit - it's a medium - but that's not the point. Owning it ends a long outstanding search for something, and that's what makes the waiting so much fun - it psychically charges the final moment of calling it yours.

Wrestling Fan Weeps

The Foot Fist Way Trailer

I must see this movie as soon as it makes it's first run through a projector...

Conan Appearance for Foot Fist Way

Listen to the laughter build in the crowd from moment to moment- that's my favorite kind. One of the best Conan hits I've seen in a very long time.

While it's true that the internet makes it possible for information to stretch in all directions at once, I still believe that it still runs on a vertical axis in terms of quality. So while a blog entry may end up having exploded in a scatter-shot of linking and copying, I believe that where it originates from still matters.

What Honeyee has allowed me to do is to take comfort in the safety in numbers - namely that of an IQ score - of the terrific minds that I post next to. That's inspiring for someone like myself who's fighting to keep his mind open to as many new ideas as possible, even when it makes people scratch their heads from time to time. (I still can't be sure whether that's a side effect or the desired result.)

I've met, both physically and digitally, some of the brightest people through blogging here, and I'll continue to try and challenge myself to engage in as much of the world around me as I can. And if my posts get co-opted, reconstituted, re-printed with added editorial from others, so be it. Because what really matters is that it started on a site that promoted getting smarter, cross-culturizing (fake word), taking pictures, being the first to post new gadgets before Hiroshi can, and all around not accepting the self as having graduated past the research and development phase.

Because to butcher something my friend Charlie Hunter once said, don't seek what your heroes have, seek what your heroes are seeking...

JM

If you're lucky enough to make a living as an artist, you'll find that every once in a while you meet someone who understands the soul of your creation; someone to let you know that you are not alone in the world.

Rhiannan, it's as if you're writhing against the pole inside my head.

Hi. My name is John. I like cool stuff, early. Is that so wrong?
Isn't it funny how there are no more "geeks" in the world?
Remember the distinction?
Now everyone is a geek. So the word is dead.
Maybe that's where "douche" was born.
The human need to separate and demean.
Who knows.
At any rate,
It has blazing fast 3G and twice the screen resolution, and the fonts look like something out of the New York Times.
Which makes "WHERE R U" read as if it were an op/ed.