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  • “My name is Inago Montoya, prepare to design”

    My name  is not Imago Montoya, thou if “you killed my father you should be prepared to die.” The line  from the film Princess Bride is one that will never ever leave pop culture and has left a lasting and quotable meaning for so many.  Not unlike the character that Mandy Patinkin plays in the film who [...]

  • The Memory Hole

    At a time when I find it so odd and indifferent that Big Brother is no longer a concept, but a harsh reality,  I find irony in the news in the New York Times eerily disturbing but not surprising.  This excerpt from the Times speaks for itself.  ”In George Orwell’s “1984,” government censors erase all traces [...]

  • Stranger in a Strange Land

    This book is a must read for anyone.  Simply, the story line is this:  Crew members of the Envoy, the first human attempt to travel to Mars. Their ship survives the trip to Mars, but then ceases transmission, and their fate is unknown for the next 20 years.  The plot summary is a little more detached and [...]

  • Inroducing: Pug Doe

    Pug Doe

    If you are expecting some spark or new tip on nightclub design or how the tony Mondrian Hotel was received or what is being creating for the all new and improved Betsy Hotel make over in South Beach, you are about to be sadly mistaken.  Instead of tid bits and nuggets on international night club design, [...]

  • Cigarettes and Tea

    It’s Sunday and normally I wouldn’t be blogging today, however, this graphic I found on blinkr is compelling and interesting.  Though no reference to really much at all, this imagery is bemusing and not without political under tones.  My take is COFFEE and cigarettes.  Come on, its like peanut butter and jelly.  I believe this [...]

  • Introducing Mister P

    I love my buddhist dog. Have you ever noticed the faces of the people walking in the streets of New York. Generally, No one  makes eye contact with you. Between iphones, ipods and iwontlookup, most everyone looks down.
    Except…
    When I’m walking down the street with Mister P.  He has the gift of joy that he so [...]