Mr. Aragon
There's a History professor whose office is right before the stairwell on my way to the lab. I like the sound and rhythm of his name. The past few days I've been chanting it softly as I walk by and adding rhymes.
Daniel Aragon
is the paragon,
eating tarragon
on his snapdragon.
(This snapdragon, by the way, isn't the flower. It's a dragon that is very ferocious yet sweet-smelling. It's also pronounced SNAP-dra-gon and the accent is the same as paragon.)
Comments
I'm in MAK at work right now, when I get out I'm going to look for it. You should leave a note on his door that says that poem.
Posted by: Cory Weaver | November 29, 2005 4:45 PM
I walked by it after work, I didn't see a note. Maybe the not should just have a link to your blog written on it.
Posted by: Cory Weaver | November 29, 2005 11:10 PM
I don't need any more people of authority knowing I have a blog. But I should put the note up.
Posted by: kevin | November 30, 2005 10:27 AM
Yesterday,
I was playing with myspace and sent an invitation to my entire gmail contact list. This includes most of my current professors who have sent mass emails.
uh oh.
Posted by: Cory Weaver | November 30, 2005 11:23 AM