Here are some pitchers which I did draw.
It's about a girl who wants to see the world. When I put it in that way, it sounds to me as if the story is about me. It's not really: I don't live in a castle on top of a very pointy mountain. I have, however, fallen into the archetype of a story teller who bases characters on them self.
(Hey kids, this is me trying to do fictitious slam poetry about a relationship gone a muck seen through the lens of mathematics. It's meant to be read aloud, so go ahead and read this outloud with some rhythm [so long as you're not in a public place and you won't embarrass yourself.])
You and I are a negative association,
(Where I'm X and you're Y)
and I don't just mean that when we associate it's a negative experience,
I'm talking mathematics.
Because no matter how much positive input I give you,
you just keep giving me more and more negative output.
But actually, that suggests too strong a relationship,
when in reality,
we have no line of best fit.
If someone tried to graph our data,
our correlation would be zero.