Yes, Mr. Acadian, Arthur Deco is mon favori. He reminds me of Bugatti's and Tamara de Lempicka and all things 20's deliciously decadent. Plus, he is my therapist, quite knowledgeable in Jungian dream analysis and character assessment.
But, please, do not give me too much credit for popularity. ET is pretty much a dry hole at the moment, unless you count the unutterable naivete and banality of the current crop of newbie posts. I will cherish forever the one asking how to scalp inside a tick.
As for you, Spydie, I KNOW Liz reads my stuff, because she has excoriated me under a pseudonym before for abusing her man. She called me base, vile, evil, unprincipled, degenerate, inbred...Appalachian...an utter wretch. I think she likes me! (Gomez Addams is my model of how to appeal to women.) So it is not Jack I have the hots for. But I have inexplicably and recently been dreaming of exotic adobe llamingos. Soooo soft....one calls himself Bogart (sooo b-b-butch!). The other Kokomo (I THINK she's a girl, but it is so hard to tell...). I'm sure you understand. Do you think I secretly want to BE Jack?