I am going to bogart the front end of this post to tell you that I have been out for three days doing field surveys, so I missed out on all the fun in the last post showing BKT’s work space. The comment thread was pretty entertaining. Thanks for being a good sport BKT!!
Now for the next work space photo, I have decided to keep the same vibe and that means going with a top shelf humor blog. So, for your commenting pleasure here is the work space of the comic genius behind Sick Days. If you are not reading the everyman saga of Alan Truitt, then shame on you, it’s totally funny and oddly cathartic—which actually means to purge the bowels…Yea, sure, I think that still works, in a good way. A shout out to Mike for manning-up and sending me his pixel dust.

Alan’s “Cube” Image credit: Sick Days



Call me Ishmael. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. I am an invisible man. Most of us are familar with these iconic opening novel lines because we have read these books or saw them in a Jeopardy category. So, I thought I might provide you with a little literary diversion on this fine Saturday afternoon. What follows is ten opening lines. Four of which are from well known novels written by famous authors, two from slightly more obscure novelists, and four lines which I have made up myself. The goal is twofold—to identify as many opening lines as you can and/or at least try to spot the sham lines I have written. I realize that Google has rendered amusements like this almost moot, but try finding the phoneys without wandering off into cyberspace. 


Random Marginalia From People On Lithium