Cecil's (old) Ode

I was driving across the NorthEast this week, contending with the snow and other nasty weather impeding my progress. I pulled into a local truck stop along I-95 to calm my nerves and let the snow plows do their work. I grabbed my notebook (the paper one... not the computer) on the way in, because I had some diagrams I wanted to scribble down. It turned out to be one of my notepads from a few years ago. As I thumbed through the pages, I found this rhyme I wrote. My, how things have changed... or have they? Read more...

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