Complexities.

LiveJournal seems to be doing better today. Hooray.

Unfortunately, work has returned with a vengeance. There is no hope of finishing everything before the third shift ends, so I hope that the day shift is ready for a workout.

I met with Rwth on my way to work and we talked about schedules and preparing for The Dining Room. Neither of us really has any idea what's going on. I only today learned where the theater was when I talked with my mother, who had a copy of the flyer. I don't have a flyer. (P.S. It's The Complex.)

I'm feeling tired, so I'm going to hit the sack once I get home. My plan is that this early bedtime will either (a) wake me up in time to catch some partying at Cramerica's or (b) catch me up on needed sleep. I will be pleased with either outcome.

FriNYTX: 14.

Two by Two

I hadn't visited The Grey Labyrinth in a while, but I did this morning. While there, I solved one of the serial puzzles and put up one of my own. It's not very difficult, but should be fun. The object is to determine a password based on the clues:

Two by Two

There's some extraneous material in each clue, but try to be as brief as possible with your answers:

Eye-bending art on the small, fast boat of a paper grader in Phoenix's home.
It's all right to eliminate the Buckeye residence with a measure of frequency.
Windows on the road between the state of The King and the habitat for Kiwis.
The baby doctor has a particular smell because he took an excess of twelve.