AS REGULAR VISITORS WILL KNOW...
For the last few days, I have been laboring in the literary salt mines, and am still in the square- eyed mode. It should ease off in a day or so. (Or I’ll go insane.) So apologies for the lack of solid posts and all the unanswered emails, and, just to keep you amused, here is a fascinating Doc40 puzzle – courtesy of some girl. (And you’ve already been given a clue.)

The question is...Who is the young man sitting on the bed?

The secret word is Exhausted

"Some men rob you with a six gun, some with a fountain pen." -- Woody Guthrie

THIS SHIT MUST STOP!
You haven’t seen me much in the last couple of days as I’ve wrapping up a huge and exhausting writing project. However, in one of my TV breaks I heard a Woody Guthrie song – one of his kids' songs "Car-Car" – used on a sports car commercial. (BMW, I think but I was too pissed off to take note.) Woody has been dead since October 1967, but whatever executor cut this deal should probably be taken out on the parking lot and shot.

The secret word is Grrrr

AND SOME HASTY LINKS...
Anyone for Brechtian punk cabaret?
http://www.dresdendolls.com/

Or a piece by our pal Clive Thompson on blog economics from New York
http://www.newyorkmetro.com/news/media/15967/

Or the math of teleportation from Ed B.
http://www.fas.org/sgp/eprint/teleport.pdf