If I never know love again
I know what it felt
to love you.
A culmination
of hopes,
dreams,
desires,
feelings,
passions,
words,
lost wishes,
stolen kisses,
forgotten smiles
and a sugar high
that threatens
to render me
speechless,
senseless
and sun-blind.
It’s this love,
this love for you.
Deep and intense
yet gentle and kind.
It’s all my old wrongs
made right.
It’s my everythings,
my nonethings,
my tomorrows
and yesterdays.
It’s my life requited.
To be inspired by art or nature is a beautiful thing. To be inspired by someone, however, that is heaven.
I want you in my arms
and in my eyes
and in my mouth
I want to push myself
through you
and out the other sideTo crash into your lips
to press against you
tightly
with purpose
letting the world
and the cars
and the people around us
fade to blackTo get lost in each other
in time
in a moment
that time is ours
for hours upon hours
as we fade into blueFade to black
fade to blue
I don’t care
so long as I’m
fading into youÂ
Here’s the program for RHH09:
About two weeks back I had a conversation with a friend of mine back in Boston, the elusive rapscallion known as Bob Danger. It went something like this:
BD: “Hey Pete, I came up with an idea and was wondering if you would -”
Me: “I’m in.”
It may or may not have happened exactly that way. Regardless, this Monday we proudly introduced the world to episode 1 of The Bobcast, our shiny new weekly podcast discussion of movies, pop culture and whatever topics that happen to strike our fancy. And we do like our fancies struck.
In one of the proudest, humbling and most exciting moments of my professional career, I got to stand in a sold-out Madison Square Garden in 2007 looking up as my design work emblazoned the arena scoreboard at the start of the inaugural Red Hot Hockey. I was there again in 2009 for another stellar event and another sell-out. I’m switching things up for 2011… design-wise that is.
A sample of the program and collateral from the Red Hot Hockey event at Madison Square Garden in November, 2009.
It began as an idea. A Halloween costume idea.
A vampire social outcast. One with buck teeth instead of fangs. Makes it a little difficult to bite people on the neck. A completely ridiculous idea, which is probably why Jon and I thought it was perfect. It also perfectly went over everyone’s head at the Halloween party Jon debuted the costume at. Oh well, we were sold.
How far would you go to see your dream come true, even in the face of overwhelming public indifference? Such is the conflict facing Sal DiNuccio and Sven Hjornsen in the soon-to-be-released documentary, ‘Kneeballers,’ the trailer for which is featured here. ‘Kneeballers’ chronicles the attempt of these two dedicated and passionate individuals to elevate a little-known and little cared about sport to national prominence.
With the dogged determination of ‘American Movie”s Mark Borchardt and about as much self-awareness, ‘Kneeballers” protagonists will raise deluded self-assurance and sheer stupidity to new heights. Coming Spring 2011.
My new dream is this:
To be running through a large, green field in sped-up stop motion, chased by a couple of cops, an old bald man and a few scantily clad nurses, to the tune of ‘Yakety Sax’.
The other day I wrote about my dream involving the Hotel Morrissey, which naturally housed a Cafe Morrissey in its lobby. How this respite for weary travelers existed only in my dream no one can really know, but that was no excuse to not formulate marketing and product strategies!
A Facebook post followed, and thanks to some truly ace ideas from a couple of friends, it cemented in my mind that this was perhaps the single greatest idea I had ever had!
What follows are the fruits of our labors. Special thanks to Brian, Mario, Marc, Steve, Marya and Lauren for fueling the fire. Please feel free to add your own ideas so that some day the Hotel Morrissey will become the reality it was meant to be. Morrissey is such the lyricist that this could go on forever (in which case I’m doomed). Read more
