Yesterday they’d caught my snapper fresh
And I had the chance to intermesh
With bloggers at the earlybirders’ dinner.
And later at the bar I found the inner
Workings of O’Hara and the Grrl
Displayed for my perusal: what a whirl
It was to catch up with my friends
Whom otherwise I’d meet only at the ends
Of fiber-optic cable, though in Cromer
Connectivity’s a misnomer
We’re lucky if connection can be made
Through hanks of bailer twine, all roughly laid
Knotted all haphazardly together
And prey to all the vagaries of weather.

What of today? I discovered far too late
That most events require one to relate
To things called ‘wikis’: I’d previously met this word
On vacation in Hawaii, (a land of birds
as GrrlScientist might enthusiastically tell,
Though most have since met raw extinction’s knell)
It means ‘quickly’, but take heed
The Gee is built for comfort, not for speed.
And so I’d not signed up for aught!
But this is no occasion to be fraught.
For bloggers make such mighty company
That I’ll find things to do, and things to see
Without much effort. So on th’itinerary today
Is a coffee-tasting. In this life
Of science, who knows where the knife
Will cut, what vistas are revealed
By the next experiment? No fate is sealed,
No work is finite, zero-sum, contained:
So one should stay responsive, not constrained
And go wherever time and chance declare.
If I am here, how can I be elsewhere?