Anker has been killing it in the whole “outdoor power” department lately. And it looks like they are about to drop a pretty impressive battery powered cooler. According to the marketing, it will cool to 32-degrees in just 15 minutes and will keep there for over four days. Not bad.
Details here.
CWC is about to unleash a new monster—same legendary 300-series dive watch, but now forged in titanium. That’s right: 40% lighter than the original slab of steel, but still built like a Cold War depth charge. You get the full 300m water resistance, the no-nonsense unidirectional bezel, and that dead-simple dial that looks like it was ripped straight from a MOD supply crate.
One catch—it’s quartz. But not some drugstore junker. We’re talking ETA, Swiss-made, cold and accurate as a sniper’s heartbeat.
Details here.
I’ve been tangled up with Ebbets Field for a long damn time—customer, collaborator, full-blown admirer of the madness they stitch into every thread. They make clothes the right way—none of that offshore sweatshop polyester garbage. We’re talking historical textiles, archival patterns, and craftsmanship sharp enough to draw blood. These maniacs know what they’re doing.
Now they’re gearing up to launch a new line—built on the sacred bones of their old fabrics and cuts, but with a few modern twists tossed in for good measure. I’ve seen what’s coming, and I can tell you right now: these things are going to kick the living hell out of anything else on the rack.
Details here—strap in.
Spyderco and Lionsteel joined forces to crank out this little EDC scalpel with some serious steel under the hood. Instead of the usual MagnaCut, they went with Böhler M398—a shift that, for those not buried in metallurgy textbooks, means you sacrifice a little toughness in exchange for absurd edge retention and corrosion resistance.
But who cares about the science? Bottom line—it looks dope.
More details here.
This surfaced recently on The Garage Journal—a mechanical pencil, but not just any cheap, plastic bastard. No, this thing comes from a British outfit that’s been in the game for over 200 years. Two centuries of making pencils, refusing to bend the knee to trends, tech, or whatever factory-line efficiency the corporate stooges are pushing this week.
The result? A gorgeous piece of work, a pencil with real soul. But what really makes it shine is the process—handcrafted using machines and tooling that have been slowly refined over generations. No shortcuts. No gimmicks. Just tradition, quality, and longevity wrapped in precision metal.
Fucking brilliant.
Goddamnit. One fountain pen shows up at my doorstep, and the next thing I know, I’m tumbling headfirst into some godforsaken rabbit hole—cash hemorrhaging from my pockets like blood from a fresh wound. It’s a mess. A financial freefall. And I am not happy about it.
But at least I can say I found the Lamy 2000 on my way down. A rare consolation prize. For the uninitiated, this is no ordinary pen—it’s a product of German precision, designed by Gerd Müller, the same industrial design lunatic responsible for making Braun’s stuff look like it came from a future we never quite reached. Lamy has been cranking these things out since 1966, and somehow, it’s still regarded as one of the greatest fountain pens ever made.
Now, I’m no expert in the dark arts of fountain pens, but Jesus Christ, writing with this thing is pure, unfiltered pleasure. The ink flows like expensive liquor, smooth and predictable, and even the shittiest paper turns to silk beneath the nib. I can’t explain it, but if you’ve got a spare $150 rattling around and you write like your life depends on it, this thing is worth every damn penny.
Get yours here.
Sigma has always been the wild card of the camera world—never afraid to roll the dice while the others play it safe. I respect that. Their new BF is yet another example of their reckless brilliance.
This thing is a tiny, brutalist slab of aluminum with a full-frame 24MP sensor lurking inside. No nonsense. No dead weight. Just raw imaging power in a body that looks like it was forged in a machine shop at midnight.
The sensor? Fantastic. The body? A work of art. The user interface? Well, Sigma isn’t exactly Leica or Fuji, but at least they’re not Sony. This little beast could be a game-changer for run-and-gun filmmakers.
Oh, and did I mention it’s L-mount?
Details here.
END and Vans just cooked up a sneaker bastardized by military fetishism—stitched together with the ghost of mil-spec parachutes. All white, sterile as a government lab, but give ‘em time. Once they’re scuffed, stained, and properly abused, they’ll have some soul.
Pricey, of course. And good luck getting your hands on a pair—these things will disappear faster than a government budget surplus.
Details here.
