Osler's Razor

I asked IPLawGuy to be the judge for this past Friday. He sends me the following report:

Wow, what an honor to be asked to judge the Haiku.
Perhaps I should do it in verse.

But that would get old quick, and be too precious by half.

Anyhow, It's almost not fair to have me do the judging, since my
criteria is kind of hard to predict. When one composes a haiku, one
does not know who the judge will be. If the judge likes pathos or
expressions of angst, one kind of haiku would win. Mr. Farhenthold (I
have no idea how to spell his name for real, since so many variations
appear) might choose a poem that promotes his candidacy. The
Medievalist would probably pick something medieval or Minnesotan.

(and of course, this disqualifies me from winning. Darn!)

Anyway, just as I like music that rocks, I like haikus that make me
laugh out loud.

So Celebrity Luvr wins hands down with:

Girls without panties
Paparazzi are happy
Let's go commando!!

I snorted when I read that.

For second, I pick one of Stef the Pef's little ditties that also made
me laugh:

Undergrad finals
Blow the nuts of a goat.
Please, God, kill me now.

I too felt that way 8 different times as an undergrad. Never did get
the
hang of that whole "planning ahead" and "doing the reading during the
semester" thing. Let's not even talk about my law school career.
Suffice
it to say, I am living proof that you can get a good job without being
at the top of your class.

For third, a curveball. Something that was actually a little touching
by "B":

no mojo today
mind on the impractical
girl in Wisconsin

My mind spent WAY too much time on WAY too many impractical girls in my
time. So I feel B's pain.