ys with the building of this or
that well-posed sandcastle on those halcyon shores --
if it were not that I had "Bad Conjectures" (BC's).
A BC is one that you do not really care whether
it is false or true, but you really just feel
like you have to know, one way or the other.

After wasting my youth and a good chunk of my mental vitality
trying to work 'em out with the muscles of my own bitty brain,
I finally overcame the post-traumatic stress dissorter that
I had acquired on account of Fortran, Cobol, and 