Stephanie Chernikowski, Sonic Youth, 1983, Courtesy The Museum of Modern Art

For this fine Wednesday’s pictorial pick we decided to pay homage to the king and queen of rock’n'roll couples (and our Soho neighbors) Kim and Thurston. This picture, taken by Stephanie Chernikowski in 1983, is on view in the Looking at Music: Side 2 exhibition opening today at MoMA.

Today at Flavorpill, we took an architectural tour of the High Line. We couldn’t believe that the last piece that J.D. Salinger published was a short story back in 1965. We found it funny that Jay-Z is taking on Auto-Tune (and we know who we’d back in a fight…). We wanted the $99 iPhone. We shook our heads over Pete Doherty’s latest arrest in Geneva. (Remember that time he was arrested twice in one day?!) We wondered if Brad Pritt is Quentin Tarantino’s new Uma, and if so, what his feet look like. We were scared of the zombies invading Governors Island until we found out that they were art. And finally, we were elated that ASSME pointed out that Spy‘s been making a comeback. We were about 10 years late to pile of the issues that we’ve read, but that didn’t make them any less hilarious. How many magazines have that kind of shelf life?

Today we learned that the Dalai Lama has a Twitter feed — or maybe not. We decided that we will shop Kim Gordon’s new line at Urban Outfitters. We listened to Wavves. We considered adding RuPaul’s show to our must-DVR list. We got even more pumped for a Veronica Mars movie — we’re ignoring Season 3, OK? We wondered if Ms. EBay can pull a Terminator. We tried (unsuccessfully) to picture Anne Hathaway as a superhero. We met the anti-Blart — which made us ask, are mall cops the new pregnancy? We remembered why we love Madonna. We were glad that we don’t own a car. We wanted to start a petition to save the good ol’ WPA buildings. We thought the idea of Nick Cannon replacing Jerry Springer in anything is weird. We pondered Newsweek‘s economy-driven redesign. We read what Milton Glaser had to say about Shepard Fairey. And finally, we found hope in the fact that Kanye West is no longer frightened of gay people —  especially the ones who live in Paris. Meanwhile, we’re totally scared of his new hair.