Nobel Prize committee gives up trying to contact Bob Dylan (telegraph.co.uk)

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Look for a rolling stone.

They finally listened for his answer; it was a'blowin in the wind.

Reminds me of that Groucho Marx joke about never attending a club that would have him as a member.

I've always thought about the meaning of the Kipling couplet from 'If', 'If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same'. I think Bob Dylan just taught me more about it. Maybe it takes a poet to interpret a poet.

Stuck inside of Oldchella, with the Stockholm blues again.

Maybe Bob Dylan is too busy reading dasharez0ne

This is better than turning it down - just ignore it for the non-entity of an award it is. I wish all "winners" would do the same and we could get on with celebrating the things that matter.