Saturday, May 05, 2007
Haiku Winners Announced! Spain Rejoices!
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Not only did the Spanish Medievalist (pictured here, as envisioned by a Spanish Architect) create the categories this week, he also submitted this award-winning haiku:
Please, don't hurt me, good,
Wicked hygienist person,
My gums bleed pleasure.
I think it sums up the feelings of many people about the odd med-psycho-sexual-sadistic nature of the dental hygienist.
Second place goes to none other than new competitor Tied2Bleach, for this compelling submission:
Dog, diapers, and wife
Hotel room growing smaller
Need cone of silence.
The family trophy, though, has to go to the IPLawFamily, as haikus were submitted by IPLawGuy, IPLawWife, AND IPLawBaby!
On the down side, someone going by the moniker "Frosty Pants" jumped in this week. That name disturbs me.
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HEY Bill will be so happy!!! He thought no one would get his CONE of SLIENCE reference... which he said is from GET SMART.
We went to a BBQ in our neighborhood today given to all of us by NW Natural Gas. THey were there for three weeks with big machines digging, and making a lot of noise. THey are finally done getting all of the gas out of the ground and they wanted to do something nice for us.
It was fun but I have not been at the house much. It was good to see everyone but I cannot spend too much time at the house. I am moving on trying to get on with things, but I am having a much harder time of it than I thought I was going to. And its hard with everyone looking at me and talking to me like I am a mental patient... "so how ARE you?"
I feel as if I am in suspended animation. But enough about me.
First time out, Bill gets second place in Haiku Friday... WOW. I have never even placed.
We went to a BBQ in our neighborhood today given to all of us by NW Natural Gas. THey were there for three weeks with big machines digging, and making a lot of noise. THey are finally done getting all of the gas out of the ground and they wanted to do something nice for us.
It was fun but I have not been at the house much. It was good to see everyone but I cannot spend too much time at the house. I am moving on trying to get on with things, but I am having a much harder time of it than I thought I was going to. And its hard with everyone looking at me and talking to me like I am a mental patient... "so how ARE you?"
I feel as if I am in suspended animation. But enough about me.
First time out, Bill gets second place in Haiku Friday... WOW. I have never even placed.
Hi Tyd--I hope that NW Natural Gas is going to do more than just give a barbecue for the neighborhood. I mean, that's a nice start, but I think they owe you a LOT more, don't they?
I can't imagine all that y'all are dealing with. ARe they going to put you up in a temporary house or apartment eventually?
I can't imagine all that y'all are dealing with. ARe they going to put you up in a temporary house or apartment eventually?
Chief, you'll never believe it! I was surrounded by scores bulldozers, earthmovers, construction cranes and huge excavation equipment....
OK, maybe not SCORES of bulldozers, but certainly a bunch of guys in hardhats and a couple of bobcats....
Would you believe a boy scout with a shovel?
--I had a major crush on Agent 99
OK, maybe not SCORES of bulldozers, but certainly a bunch of guys in hardhats and a couple of bobcats....
Would you believe a boy scout with a shovel?
--I had a major crush on Agent 99
Spain does rejoice! After so many haiku that were close, but not close enough, my haiku on the psycho-sexual-sado-masochist event that is getting teeth cleaned won. I would have never guessed, but life is obviously not a reflection of art, it's just weird. Is the prize an official Baylor Law School Sippy Mug? BTW, that picture is a dead-on likeness.
Yes We are currently in the Residence Inn in Lake Oswego which is like 15 miles from Canby and our life but there are really no hotels in Canby. We are looking for a rental house, but there are not a lot of houses for rent and the ones that are for rent do not always want a 140 lb dog/beast.
I feel like its all I talk about now, and its all so much DRAMA, but this is my life these days. I think about those poor people in Katrina.. they have it way worse than I do, I suppose.
I try to stay cheery for the benefit of others I guess or for some reason because I know I am responsible for my own happiness and I know that I can decide to be happy with whatever my circumstances are, and at least we are all "ok" and that no one has cancer and all of this. I know I have a lucky life even though this happened. BUT I am pretty mad about all of this.
This is an incredible hardship and interruption in our life, in my life, and its pretty terrible. I look forward to building a new house, of course but I am also starting to think that there is more "damage" here than just our house and our two cars.
I had a lot of plans for this summer. I was going to try new things in my kitchen and walk down to the farm stand at the end of the street with SPencer and buy fresh things and cook them and freeze them and stuff. I was going to learn how to use the grill for once and finally enjoy our backyard.
Most of all because we had TWO CARS, I could easily take any job that was offered to me, not that I have had a lot of offers but now because I have all this crap to do, AND that we only have ONE car, AND I lost a great deal of my shoes and clothes AND because I have NO IDEA where we will be living for the next year its hard for me to even go on interviews.
I would love to have a job I could just throw myself into where for at least eight hours I would not have to think about all of this crap.
I know I can find something soon but there is a lot to do before that so I continue to look for houses and collect reports for the attorney and tie up loose ends and do all of this stuff. I try to be a mom. Bill digs thru stuff to find things at the house and I am just I cannot even go into the place. I just want to go there for one day get everything out and then have them tear it down. I am sick of everything.
We have a GREAT lawyer. He is such a nice guy. I hope he can be mean enough when its time to be mean.
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I feel like its all I talk about now, and its all so much DRAMA, but this is my life these days. I think about those poor people in Katrina.. they have it way worse than I do, I suppose.
I try to stay cheery for the benefit of others I guess or for some reason because I know I am responsible for my own happiness and I know that I can decide to be happy with whatever my circumstances are, and at least we are all "ok" and that no one has cancer and all of this. I know I have a lucky life even though this happened. BUT I am pretty mad about all of this.
This is an incredible hardship and interruption in our life, in my life, and its pretty terrible. I look forward to building a new house, of course but I am also starting to think that there is more "damage" here than just our house and our two cars.
I had a lot of plans for this summer. I was going to try new things in my kitchen and walk down to the farm stand at the end of the street with SPencer and buy fresh things and cook them and freeze them and stuff. I was going to learn how to use the grill for once and finally enjoy our backyard.
Most of all because we had TWO CARS, I could easily take any job that was offered to me, not that I have had a lot of offers but now because I have all this crap to do, AND that we only have ONE car, AND I lost a great deal of my shoes and clothes AND because I have NO IDEA where we will be living for the next year its hard for me to even go on interviews.
I would love to have a job I could just throw myself into where for at least eight hours I would not have to think about all of this crap.
I know I can find something soon but there is a lot to do before that so I continue to look for houses and collect reports for the attorney and tie up loose ends and do all of this stuff. I try to be a mom. Bill digs thru stuff to find things at the house and I am just I cannot even go into the place. I just want to go there for one day get everything out and then have them tear it down. I am sick of everything.
We have a GREAT lawyer. He is such a nice guy. I hope he can be mean enough when its time to be mean.
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