We received an e-vite to a party held just upstairs and, thinking that I'm hilarious, I checked off 'I am interested in carpooling' because hey, funny joke. Five minutes later, I got an email from e-vite telling me to enter in my carpooling information.
'Come, on e-vite,' I say, 'I was just joking. We live downstairs.'
'It's an algorithm,' Joel says, 'that is, a well-ordered collection of unambiguous and effectively computable steps that lead to a result and stop in a finite amount of time, and as such, has no sense of humor.'
Addendum (Disclaimer: Joel badly wants me to blog the conversation following, and I do not do so of my own volition)
Joel: How many states begin with the letter 'B'?
Me: None. I used to know all the states and their capitals.
Joel: Oh yeah, you grew up in America. I shouldn't ask you America-themed questions. Ok, how many provinces begin with the letter 'B'?
Me: Also none.