Friday, February 23, 2007
It's Haiku Friday, Baby! I feel good!
It's a big one this week, folks. Huge. So get your haiku on, baby. Here are some possible topics. You can mix and match, or come up with your own:
1) What Bates eats
2) Things you aren't allowed to do on Swiss trains
3) The beauty of Spring
4) Britney
5) Tyd's new kitchen
6) Reasons not to eat hair
7) Obama v. Clinton
8) The Slob Army
9) That weird judge in the Anna Nicole Smith case
10) NBA All-Star shenanigans
Here is mine:
Britney, don't do that,
Not here on this Swiss train car;
No, I won't eat hair!
Your turn...
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Hot wind, dust, night damp;
Sleeping on the bare platform,
Rubbish out windows:
Not there on Swiss trains.
No B.O. or spicy food,
Sprawling India.
Pay and don't be late
Binds Swiss and Indians. A
Universe apart.
******
More Ikea trips--
DIY in foreign tongues--
Tyd, come rescue me!
Sleeping on the bare platform,
Rubbish out windows:
Not there on Swiss trains.
No B.O. or spicy food,
Sprawling India.
Pay and don't be late
Binds Swiss and Indians. A
Universe apart.
******
More Ikea trips--
DIY in foreign tongues--
Tyd, come rescue me!
...Baby One More Time,
Oops! ...I'm in rehab again.
My Prerogative!
-----Celebrity Luvr (I'm ashamed that I know the title to 3 of Brit's songs).
Mom, Larry, Howard K.,
I'm a Bahama Mama!
Let me R.I.P.
Oops! ...I'm in rehab again.
My Prerogative!
-----Celebrity Luvr (I'm ashamed that I know the title to 3 of Brit's songs).
Mom, Larry, Howard K.,
I'm a Bahama Mama!
Let me R.I.P.
My skinny secret:
Gummy bears? Tivo? Meth?
Having NO KITCHEN.
Habib seemed SO NICE!
Wants $11K to tile
the kitchen. Bye now!
Bereft of Tile Guy,
I must take class, watch TV,
Teach self to set tile.
PS, I hate you Habib.
Gummy bears? Tivo? Meth?
Having NO KITCHEN.
Habib seemed SO NICE!
Wants $11K to tile
the kitchen. Bye now!
Bereft of Tile Guy,
I must take class, watch TV,
Teach self to set tile.
PS, I hate you Habib.
I love frozen food.
Lean Cuisine, SouthBeach, Stouffers
Preservatives RULE!
Bill went to concert
Dave Lindley, whoever that
is. I have the kid.
Long night ahead: Bob
The Builder, PBS Kids
Drinking Juice Boxes
Tickle Monster and
stories and Curious George
Life with a toddler.
Red Robin has these
Mango Margaritas I
love them. Girl Drink Drunk.
Lean Cuisine, SouthBeach, Stouffers
Preservatives RULE!
Bill went to concert
Dave Lindley, whoever that
is. I have the kid.
Long night ahead: Bob
The Builder, PBS Kids
Drinking Juice Boxes
Tickle Monster and
stories and Curious George
Life with a toddler.
Red Robin has these
Mango Margaritas I
love them. Girl Drink Drunk.
YEah my husband and you and Osler would probably get along.. He is also a big ORLEANS fan.
Bill is into music like Osler is into I dunno Federal Sentencing guidelines.... It reminds me of this one Far Side Cartoon. Two windows:
One says: "WHat We say to dogs:
"GInger you are a very bad dog, Ginger and I do not want you to chew this sofa one more time and if I catch, you Ginger, you are going to be in serious trouble....."
and the second one says:
"What dogs hear:"
" blah blah blah GINGER blah blah blah blah blah blah GINGER blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah GINGER blah blah blah blah.."
That is what I hear when Bill starts talking about music. Its HORRRIBLE ITs like in the car every song that comes on the radio he has like an anecdote about it.. like
"DId you know that he wrote this one about his Dentist's mother? And it was the only one of his songs that anyone ever remembers and he hated playing it forever for the rest of his life....."
OR:
"Do you hear that solo? That guy had only three fingers on two of his hands when he recorded this album, yet he taught himslef to play like that after this debilitating plane crash/ tour bus accident/ Meth explosion and he was even better after the accident. IN fact this was his most critically acclaimed album...."
and I hate to say it, because I do love my husband, but all I hear is blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Bill is into music like Osler is into I dunno Federal Sentencing guidelines.... It reminds me of this one Far Side Cartoon. Two windows:
One says: "WHat We say to dogs:
"GInger you are a very bad dog, Ginger and I do not want you to chew this sofa one more time and if I catch, you Ginger, you are going to be in serious trouble....."
and the second one says:
"What dogs hear:"
" blah blah blah GINGER blah blah blah blah blah blah GINGER blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah GINGER blah blah blah blah.."
That is what I hear when Bill starts talking about music. Its HORRRIBLE ITs like in the car every song that comes on the radio he has like an anecdote about it.. like
"DId you know that he wrote this one about his Dentist's mother? And it was the only one of his songs that anyone ever remembers and he hated playing it forever for the rest of his life....."
OR:
"Do you hear that solo? That guy had only three fingers on two of his hands when he recorded this album, yet he taught himslef to play like that after this debilitating plane crash/ tour bus accident/ Meth explosion and he was even better after the accident. IN fact this was his most critically acclaimed album...."
and I hate to say it, because I do love my husband, but all I hear is blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
PS Swiss Girl...
If it is any comfort to you, I go to Ikea too and its all home improvement in Swedish.. its a freaking nightmare. IF the prices were not so great and the products were not so cool I would forget it, But I cannot live without my HEMKÄR, my KRYSSBO or
especially my HEMNES.
OK that is a lie. I only dream about having a KRYSSBO.
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If it is any comfort to you, I go to Ikea too and its all home improvement in Swedish.. its a freaking nightmare. IF the prices were not so great and the products were not so cool I would forget it, But I cannot live without my HEMKÄR, my KRYSSBO or
especially my HEMNES.
OK that is a lie. I only dream about having a KRYSSBO.
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