On rhyme and poetry.

[argylebutterfly]

An e-mail from my dad:

I agree that serious poeting today would not involve rhymes, but if I'm

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[lambda_calculus]

To me (self (instance now)), your father is an email.

As to his appearance, I both very much like and loathe him.

In an very related note, I have forgotten how to eat cake. It has been a long time since I have eaten such and the whipped cream decoration catches in my 'stache. I spend five minutes wondering what to do about it; by the time I grab a kerchief the waitress--as a kindness--has placed a cup of water on my perch of fools.

[argylebutterfly]

Ooh, I want cake!
... I may try to acquire some with a sense of immediacy.

[anonymous]

I grow old.

[lambda_calculus]

I despise your ability to reference into context. This is almost entirely out of envy.

[topicalpopsicle]

we come from such good stock