This just in from Martin Petersen. “Mixtapes—I hope they never die,” he writes. Martin sent this allllll the way from Bremen, Germany. Last night at a Russian restaurant I met a Lithuanian waiter named German. He said it was a German name. I asked what it meant.

Him: It means “German.”

Me: But I don’t think that’s how you say “German” in German.

Him: They say “Herman.”

Huh? Zackly.

Send in a photo of your copy of the book with something that’s obsolete and we’ll send you a free obsolete hotel key chain! Woohee!

I don’t speak German—a fact that may come as a surprise to anyone who knows that I have 400 copies of my last book translated into Deutsch. Nevertheless, from what I can make out, the Roboter portraetiert is a robot that can draw portraits. Thanks, Technology! Finally, all those poor souls who’ve spent years hunched over sketchbooks can go get one of those desk jobs they’ve always dreamed about.