Poetic Procrastination
I took Introduction to Artificial Intelligence with Dr. Sanjoy Baruah my senior year at UNC. It was my first exposure to functional programming, and I had a tough time with Lisp syntax. After attempting an all-nighter to make up for some significant procrastination, my professor unexpectedly canceled class; the expression of my relief took poetic form, with apologies to Edgar Allen Poe. Once wandered one named Alan, who ponder’d how he’d get a gallon Out of many a quaint and curious volumed water jugs. While he nodded, nearly napping, suddenly he’d find a mapping, He’d wake, fingers tapping, clapping for those caffeinated drugs. (defvar visitor... he fluttered, and drank caffeinated drugs. Common Lisp kept finding bugs. ...