Its 3:30 a.m. in New York and, as is customary at this hour, DaBoyz are holding their cards close to their vests.  Gold is steady after yesterday’s unaccustomed gain, and index futures are glowering with the kind of menace that makes Vlad the Impaler seem cuddly in comparison. Step right up, folks! Three balls for a quarter if you want to try to knock the sinister smile off his face.