Whether I make an important decision by reasoning it through or going with my gut depends on how important the question really is. What to have for lunch is an important question but it almost always depends on my gut. Today my gut says leave me alone, I hurt. So, reasoning through that, I must decide on something less than really irritating to my gut to eat for lunch...

Now, this question has led me into another answer, a short idea-storm about a perl module I'm planning which isn't really related to my spurious response above. So I've removed it and will put it on my mojomojo site once i reboot into Linux.

Title to be: How to program a button in Perl/OpenGL =)

The Raven is my favorite poem. Why? It's long, it rhymes, it's poetic.



And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

The Raven is the ultimate poem of loss and remembrance. His soul, never lifted from the gloom of the shadow on the floor, always grieving, always remembering, never forgetting who or what he has lost and yet loves.

I would choose to have the money and the means to live in downtown New York City, but just for a year. They say live there for a while, but leave before it makes you mean =) I'd like to see all the touristy things, visit the famous museums and see what the Big Apple is really about.