Hello friends, As I have perhaps hinted before, I have a habit of going for a cup of coffee checking my email, finding nothing, going for another cup of coffee, returning, checking my email, finding nothing, going for another cup of coffee, by this time decaf, ad infinitum (actually, ad lavatorium). As you can imagine, this has a deleterious effect upon the carpeting, my keyboard and my kidneys. What can be done about this (all of you muttering "so unsubscribe already", shame on you)? Well, I thought that I might try a device to stimulate some discussion. We all know about FAQs, those compilations of topics consigned to be answered by number: "Was Holden writing from a mental health facility?" - "Twenty three!" scream hundreds of subtly condescending list members. Actually (I think I overuse this word, no?), I picked a poor example, for such a question, as common as it is, has no definitive answer, and as such is still a good dancing partner for anyone who would like to teach us all some new steps. The problem here is that most of us only rehash our first Arthur Murray Dance Studio lesson in public while calling "look at me", which does not always engender the most fresh and stimulating discussion. So such an issue may also be relegated to a closet of frequently addressed questions, perhaps to be taken out every so often, but not oftener. Yet we sit on an admittedly small but undeniably fascinating opus, containing countless opportunities for contemplation, cogitation and maybe even an email or two. Therefore, I thought that it might be helpful to compile a different set of questions. If I were a genealogist I might connect them as second cousins to the frequently asked questions, but from the other side of the tracks. The Rhode Island Questions, as opposed to the Indiana Questions. Namely, the Frequently Unasked Questions. I have been thinking about this project for quite a while yet have never quite gotten it off the ground for one simple reason: a good question is hard to find. As we have a habit of saying, a good question is half of an answer, and I, for all of the (half-)witty quips and asides with which I am capable of wasting everyone's bandwidth, am simply not equal to the task of stalking the wild question in its lair, of uncovering the riddle capable of uncovering its own enlightened solution. But not to despair. I had a teacher once, a saintly, warm, truly enlightened, wise man to whom providence introduced me at the right time. As we struggled over the large tomes in archaic languages to learn what it was we did not understand, he once remarked that if he were rich he would take a single page out of one of these volumes and have it bound in leather and gold, just to demonstrate the value of mastering even so small a portion. In that spirit, if in a vastly more mundane context, I offer a single question. It's not even my question, it belongs to Eugene Murphy, my erstwhile tenth grade English teacher. "Will Holden ever give old Jane a buzz?" love, Mattis