Words: Bridget Spitznagel
Music: Time in a Bottle, Jim Croce
If I could prove P equals NP, The first thing that I'd like to do Is to go on a crawl, Hit each pub and all, and then, Return to C M U. If I went through the IC forever The scavenger hunt's what I'd do I'd take the least time You could measure and then, again, Return to C M U. But there never seems to be a P-time Solution to the trav'ling sales- Man problem. I've looked around enough to see My favorite problems are NP, Can't solve them. [At least not in polynomial time.] I dreamed of the area parties, the login ball and the home-brew. I could not find one Ham- iltonian circuit, and now I can't reach C M U. There never seems to be a P-time Solution to the trav'ling sales- Man problem. I've looked around enough to see My favorite problems are NP, Can't solve them. [At least not in polynomial time.]
Background: This is another algorhythmic one, inspired by a friend's fondness of the Travelling Salesman Problem and the words "in a bottle".
The IC, or immigration course, is a two-week introduction to the department for new graduate students: an opportunity to learn what all the potential advisors are up to, and a time of numerous social activities:
Legal frufru: Lyrics © 1996, Bridget Spitznagel. Permission granted for private noncommercial use and reproduction of these lyrics, provided that this copyright notice remains intact. Other uses are negotiable.