Ok, so since the dumb old Media Lab didn't have Le trou, I'm filling the time allotted on my schedule (written in Astro, ask me if you care...) with randomness. Well, guided randomness, maybe. I wrote a crappy poem while evading my WS reading in the sculpture garden today, so proceed at your own risk (note: it's rough, off the top of my head, and probably quite terrible. Be that as it may...):
Poem for a Sunny Day
"...the luckiest girl in the world."
"Luck has nothing to do with it."
Hesitate to leave it to the Divine
But on such a day
It's either that or Science
And I'm not much for reason.