I've got the fever for the flavour

I baked a cake, James took pictures. Both were amazing.

What a night for a dance you know I'm a dancing machine

Chadwick Tyler.

It was you all along who had a hold of my heart

I knew I should have been born Japanese, so thanks mom and dad for not coming through on that one.

Who else but the Japanese could create a spectrum of 500 pencils and name each one a different, mind-boggling name? They'll even deliver a choice of four different display options. On their blog, Otto call it a work of art and says "no hue has gone uncaptured".

Indeed their names range from the fairly basic - "pale periwinkle", "mermaid's gown" and "Chesapeake blue" - to the downright quizzical: "tragedy", "Sara's sister" and "three o'clock".

Not sure about "first date" either, that could look like a lot of things.

You keep on crying baby I'll bleed you dry

The tattoos this guy has are nuts. I can't remember where I found this image, it might have been on Marie Havens' facebook page. Maybe not.

I found another one, but it still doesn't tell me who it is.

Beet red not blue I think I'm in love with you

I crafted a mark from my initials - MVD - they're in reverse order but I don't think that's a problem.

I like them best side by side when they look like a Native-American pattern. Or a neat row of arrows. Or a book of matches.

She's got electric boots a mohair suit

Hannah Marshall is hot. Her Winter 09 collection is aptly named Armour.

Smoother than the LA weather

Ed Ruscha, call me.

Coffee black and egg white

Another day, another Joseph.

Sterling's work is similar to Szabo's, albeit slighlty anterior, so he's got the whole 1950s Teddy boy, James Dean-channeling look covered.

Both photographers focus on adolescence, that ambivalent age that I find endlessly fascinating. This bunch of hotheads all look like they've got something to prove, a mix of brashness and vulnerability: your basic teenager.





Sterling and Szabo are both represented by M+B in Los Angeles.

You breathe in you breathe out

I love skeletons. It's worse than an obsession, worse than an addiction, it's all I think about, all the time.

Ok, that and watermelons. And stripes. And paper. And circles. Alright, the list is long, whatever.

This must have been floating around my hard drive since February, when the NYTimes featured it for Valentine's Day but regardless, this ribcage card made of paper rocks beyond belief. It even comes with a mini paper heart.

I thought I'd peaked back then, ribcage card, what could be better? Of course since then, there have been the ribcage t-shirt, phalange ring and skeleton gloves. Like I said, whatever.

Take off your hat, kick off your shoes, I know you ain't going anywhere

Jon has coined a magical word for my habit of drawing emails: picto-mails.

If Otto Neurath was still around and he had to communicate via email, I bet this is how he would do it and picto-mails is exactly what he would've called it.

Si tu savais comme j'ai envie d'un peu de silence

Slices of mirrors for the Alaïa store in Paris, by interior design titan Andrée Putman, and minimalism in a box, "Four Sided Vortex" by Robert Smithson.

It feels the way you told me how it'd always feel

For the first time, I wasn't in a mad rush to find the "skip intro" button: I Love You Magazine.

It's positively time to shake your junk

Refinery 29 blogged about it, hence I bought it. That's usually the way my bank account gets cleared out.

Wearing this ring doesn't make for a productive work day. I'm usually staring at it wondering if I should get fierce, buy three more, and make it look like I have bionic exo-phalanges.

Six hours later, it's dark outside and I've done nothing.

I got 5 on it

Print Liberation is a studio in Philly that does just what I like: straight-up screenprinting and funny haha t-shirts.

They're on Threadless, they're on Etsy, they're on their own website and they're awesome.

Dan, you better not read this before your birthday.

Motherfucker I'm ill not sick

Jon just finished rebranding SyFy at Proud and I love it.

If time is my vessel

Back when the internet was new to me, I saw this website for the temporary Terminal Five exhibition at JFK.

Every time I try to think of slick web design I go back to this one. The click-throughs are dull, but I still love it for all it's low tech glory.