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“Sick?” I would hear myself yelling to the late-night science television. It was the only thing worth watching after visiting hours were done. “Why haven’t we fixed sick yet? You scientists there – put down those starfish and help us. I hereby demand that all people who are good at math make the world free of illness. The rest of us will write you epic poems and staple them together into a booklet.”
-from Daniel Handler’s Adverbs
10 Responses to “Soundly.”
July 11th, 2006 at 11:31 pm
I'll write the poems, but aitkendrum stole my stapler….
July 12th, 2006 at 1:18 am
<small>i have an epic poem [and then some] waiting for the kind soul who gives balance back to my body.</small>
July 12th, 2006 at 3:49 am
And so, let's.
July 14th, 2006 at 8:15 pm
You need another project?
July 12th, 2006 at 4:40 am
That's why I feel much better about my current job than my previous music industry jobs. At least I'm a cog in a big machine developing stent polymer coatings, biogradable tissue scaffolds, and the latest drug delivery devices.
There is research being done, don't lose heart.
July 12th, 2006 at 12:26 pm
Working in the lab, and being exposed to such things as a presentation by this company's R&D guy, makes me feel more useful than just unloading boxes at my FedEx job. A couple of students I went to school with worked with shape memory alloys for use in stents. I wish I'd had a chance to learn more about polymers during my studies.
July 12th, 2006 at 9:11 am
We're working on it.
July 12th, 2006 at 12:31 pm
And when you write your poem, don't just send in a haiku. Curing all illness deserves at least a sonnet.
July 14th, 2006 at 8:17 pm
I was thinking sestina. But that would only increase the amount of sickness in the world.
July 13th, 2006 at 8:25 am
This is true, this.