DAVE
One day in nearby Illinois
Amid fields of corn and of soy
With arms open wide
A family named Streid
Welcomed a new baby boy
With eyes full of love they’d behold him
With arms full of love they’d enfold him
But Dave’s first word rocked them —
It was tuba — it shocked them —
“This is a farm, son!” they told him
Tuba — that moment they knew
He’d do what he’s destined to do
Time turned . . . and time twisted . . .
Inspired . . . insisted . . .
He finally arrived . . . MIU
His knowledge of math? Rather teeny
Then he met Cathy Gorini
Cathy got into him —
Look what she’s been to him:
He morphed to a mathematical meanie
Dave was Cathy’s bright star
She saw that Dave would go far
Brilliant and bright
A mathematical light —
How is it you are where you are?
Inspired for a doctoral degree
A new future Dave now could foresee
He threw himself in the thick
Of Presburger arithmetic
And exploring P versus NP
With a new PhD in his hand
Dave arrived back with a plan
Who could portend
All the hours he’d spend
In personnel meetings with Stan?
Dave had a comfy position —
MUM mathematician
Five blocks of teaching
Some student outreaching —
Sounds like a pretty good mission
But sometimes you never can know
The direction your journey will go
A ball dropped and Dave caught it
Dave did an audit —
And one morning he awoke CAO
From setting up chairs for events
To ordering risers and tents —
Whatever it takes
No feet on the brakes —
His dedication is truly immense
This former mathematician
Designed our new Food Service kitchen
He researched equipment
Received every shipment —
The man’s an amazing magician
Now Dave is the Dean of Outsourcing —
Through his bloodstream outsourcing is coursing
From outsource to outgoal
Dave’s in control —
Never regretting, remorsing
Food Service, Physical Plant
Even garbage — he never says Can’t
“Take it away!”
That’s what he’ll say —
“Just take it away!” he will chant
You’re probably feeling inspired
But some insight may be required
The letters D-A-V-E S-T-R-E-I-D
Hold a message inside —
Rearrange them — they spell DAVE’S TIRED
He’s outsourced his email address
His cell phone? Resoundingly yes!
One-one-three-oh?
Outsourced long ago —
An outstanding outsourcing success
He’s outsourced every last meeting
The campus’s cooling and heating
Outsourced the spreadsheets
The laundering of bedsheets —
There’s nothing that Dave is conceding
Ever capable, cool, and calm
Performing with perfect aplomb
Dave will not stop
Till he reaches the top
And he’s outsourced his Atma to Brahm
Will he retire to Aruba?
Lounge on the beach . . . maybe scuba?
The retirement he yearns for —
Some would say burns for —
Is just to get back to his tuba
Or maybe he’ll fall back to math
Bathe in that beautiful bath
Ride into the sunset
Of that wonderful null set —
On that pretty polynomial path
Actually, Dave is quite vital
He holds the tirelessness title
He just keeps on going
No sign of slowing
Dave is our ideal idol
As our destinies rise like a tide
With all of our hearts open wide
A little bit older
But brighter and bolder
Shoulder to shoulder we . . . S T R E I D
January 6, 2010