We Invented the Remix...Redux 6

You know, I read the fic right before my flight, and didn't leave a comment because I didn't have time to compose something worthy of this poem, that would eloquently convey just how impressed with it I was. The kind of impressed you describe with words like 'awe' and 'gobsmacked'. But I was tired and in a hurry, so I didn't. I'm incredibly embarrassed that it didn't even cross my mind that it was written by you, even though I'm sure it would have if I'd given it any kind of second thought.

"What ho!" repeated House (for he did find
The Phrase a Joy to speak in Poem-land).

Hee! So do I. Totally.

Her soft Skin felt like Heaven, smooth and cool.
The Moment, though, was ruin'd by some Drool.

Just another random moment that I love (among many).

Of Deeds like these great Heroes' Tales are sung!
House whistl'd as he walk'd. The Day was young.

Simply beautiful.

Just, basically, all I can say about this poem is that it's amazing. And the heroic epic terminology used here are a perfect match for a drunken POV, making this all the more perfect. And thank you for writing the commentary - fascinating as well. (BTW - O, wily, and umlauts? You definitely got the comedy gene from someone :-) All brilliant DVD commentary observances that I wholly agree with.)