Date: Mon, 24 Jul 2006 02:00:26 -0400 Subject: [ark] Re: So, what to do? In alt.religion.kibology, asw@TheWorld.com wrote: Cameron wrote: >There is a song in this all somewhere, I think it is called "now I'me my own >prandpar". Many many years ago there was a little hacker Who wrote some data structures that showed how he was a slacker He started with a list of links, and then he linked the lists But here the story complicates, and there the story twists He cons'd me to another datum (I'll call this one 'a) Who, though a single atom, in my parenthis did stay Our single list then doubled as a 'b was then cons'd in And here the tragic recurse of my own tale does begin For though I was inside the list he then defined me out As being the one thing of which this story was about My head and tail recursed until I could not see my feet The hacker whooped in joy and though that he was very 1337. I'm my own car's cdr I'm my own car's cdr I'm stuck in a parenthesis Losing my emphasis I'm my own car's cdr. plorkwort. -- A girl and a boy bump into each other -- surely an accident. A girl and a boy bump and her handkerchief drops -- surely another accident. But when a girl gives a boy a dead squid -- *that had to mean something*. -- S. Morganstern, "The Silent Gondoliers"