This made my day! I went to the food trucks with David, and his chopsticks came with the chopstick poem:

Two little sticks
They're made out of wood
And they help you
to pick up your lunch,
your lunch.
And if you practice,
then you'll get good
And you'll find you can pick up
a bunch to munch.

Eat noodles with chopsticks
Eat duplings with chopsticks
Eat sushi with chopsticks
That's fish!

Don't eat soup with your chopsticks
That's no good with chopsticks
And jello with (sic) slide off
Your dish.

I eat with chopsticks.
Can you eat with chopsticks?
Doctor told us
Be intell eat by using chopsticks
Lots of people use chopsticks
So try eat your chopsticks (sic)
RIght now

(I put the 'sics' there; my grammar's bad but not that bad ~_^)

Since I'm in a poetic mood, I'll stick the poem from the sterling engine competition here:

One class to fuel them all;
One class to mind them.
One class to bring them all,
And with the spin-off, bind them...

Come one, come all to the
2.670 Stirling Engine Competition!
(http://web.mit.edu/2.670/www/)

Friday, January 17th
3:30 pm
Papalardo Laboratory
(Basement of the Infinite, next to CopyTech)

160 Stirling Engines.
Three tables.
One fire extinguisher.
You can't miss this.