
We just saw this on Ironic Sans... and fell in love. Always a critic of where outlets are located... especially in hotel rooms, this image really satisfies.



I started wearing crazy socks I got a job right out of school that
required a tie and coat. Man I hated the wardrobe. I'm you can only do
so much with crazy ties and really, if you wear a Donald Duck tie -
well you can only do that so many times while meeting with the big guy
in the corner office. However,if you wear bright red socks, most
people wont even notice unless you wear incredibly short slacks
Here's to socks. Oh - fyi, these socks don't match on purpose. You get
3 socks - all a variation of the same design but with different
colors. How cool is that.
Hey, Just think how cool it would be if Paolo Nutini wore new socks
with his new shoes.








Somewhere south of Midway Airport, a lonely folding metal chair keeps watch over a tired parking lot and you just can't help but find out what's behind that door... Its a place where the beers are three bucks and no one asks you to wipe your feet first.



My friend Billy makes guitars. Real Guitars. Loud Guitars. Guitars that scare parents. Builds 'em by hand from the ground up. And his signature sound comes from pickups he winds - yep, by hand - on a spindle he conjured out of an old fan motor. Not much gets done by hand start-to-finish any more. In our modern every day world, we pretty much expect something to be processed with automation somewhere along the line, whether it's our cell phone calls or the cheese on our sandwich.
Not here.
To a craftsman, "by hand" means "repeatable", but not "duplicate". Born of a common parent, each of these guitars grows into what is essentially a solo performance. Billy and I get together to jam weekly, and occasionally I bring the camera along to see what he's cooking on.
Turn it up...