So there's a poem in my new book (lots of them actually) and it's called 'Algebraic Expression'. That's the sucko title I gave it. In the time since my little book went to press, I realized the title should have been...well, first, I'll hit you with the poem (bear with me, it's short):
Love's the answer,
stuff's the clues
So as I was saying, the title should have been (and should be) 'Reverse Engineering'. That's a lot better, right? Plus, all my engineering friends might have thought I was smart (for a change). God, it was there. It was right there. All I had to do was square my shoulders and leap over the pile for an easy touchdown. Instead, I settled for a field goal. (sigh).
How was your day?