Friday, May 04, 2007

 

Oh, yeah, Friday! Haiku Friday!


Doh! I'm so buried in my books that I forgot what day it is. And it is... haiku Friday. Here we go, people--

No smokin', lady--
I have got my own zone here
Go smoke in Boston.

If you need help, here are the Spanish Medievalist's suggested topics for today:

1. Prosecuting Jesus
2. Slumming in New York City
3. Thunderstorms
4. The price of tea in China
5. Painless dentistry
6. The length of Nancy Pelosi's skirts
7. The best Martini money can buy
8. 101 new uses for the Baylor Law School Sippy Mugs

Now, you write one. 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables.

Comments:
Nancy Pelosi
Baltimore bred, must have worn
polyester skirts
 
No tea in China
They plastiformed it all
Into some pet food.
 
Pilate's great meltdown
cross exam gone very wrong-
truthing match with God.
 
Osler writes of God
Surrounded by the pantheists,
Witches, agnostics.
 
My Pelosi

My lil' pretty one
Gonna give me time, Pelosi?
Makes my motor run...
 
Here is what I want--
My own medievalist guy
To clean my chain mail.
 
Lightning crashes hard
Thunder is not far behind
Good thing I can't drive...

I have no car now
It sits at Ford in waiting--
What is wrong with me?

Went to 2 car guys
Neither one did any good
Can't find the sickness.

I know why it's sick.
Left Amy at the airport
Hard to say goodbye.

So many goodbyes
Hopefully not for too long
I keep in touch well.

Commencement complete.
We survived, made parents proud.
We stuck together.

Could not help but smile
As I walked across the stage,
You called out my name.

Goose! and Silverman!
Will anyone remember
Darren Indermill?

As the thunder pounds
And chaos surrounds us, I
think of you. And smile.
 
please, don't hurt me, good,
Wicked hygienist person,
My gums bleed pleasure.
 
Need a thunderstorm:
Wondrous Swiss spring breeds pollen--
Delight's damped by air.
 
MM says

china price of tea
thirty seven yuan one pound
what!? no bags just leaves?
 
Yo, hey, what up Tea?
Adrienne said "Chris-toe-pher"
Jersey, not China.
 
Baptists rule the bar
But Lutherans drink real wine
'guess they know no law
 
Yank it, Pelosi!
I think you have to pull hard,
Ms. Speaker-dentist.
 
http://frontburner.dmagazine.com/2007/05/04/last-nights-mavericks-game-in-haiku/

I am wearing a
Pair of underwear from Tuesday
To ensure a win

Baron Davis beard power
Made Golden State win the game
Shave it, they lose all.

Can you please make a
f—ing basket and make a
G.D. rebound, please?

You play like girls, Mavs
Geriatric quadriplegic
Girls play better than you.

Oh my god did I
Just see Owen Wilson cheer
The f—ing Golden State squad?

Mavs, Mavs, Mavs, Mavs, Mavs
You broke my heart, shattered dreams
Trying to kill me?
 
A Texan eyes
the natives, knowing "not home"
is always slumming


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Fast New Yorker
Slow Down! Mosey, amigo.
We say Hoo-ston.
 
Sedation dentists
Are all the rage in Waco.
Asleep… “Is it safe?”
 
Tyd w/ Bleach, Hello!
We miss your contribution,
To Haiku Friday.
 
We say it "How-ston"
And "Dull-ess" and "Wack-O"and
Don't own many cars.
 
C'mere, Mister Beer!
I passed the bar! D'ya hear?
GET IN MY BELLY!
 
Driving to S.C.
Seventeen-hour car trip
Ten hours today

I'd forgotten how
I-20 is littered with
Bad Southern drivers

None of them know how
To use the blinker when they
Want to change a lane

They like to speed, too
90 in a 70?
Oh my God, slow down!

Ugh, construction zones!
Orange barrels everywhere
But no one working

And where did all the
Alabama traffic come
From? No one lives here!

Southerners can't drive!
Highway patrol, where are you?
Not on I-20!

NYC's great, though
Subways, no Southern drivers
Better way of life

The Village, Soho,
Brooklyn Heights, the Promenade
I love NYC

Oh, and by the way
I like "How-ston" better than
"Hoo-ston" - no offense
 
Tequila, tacos,
salsa, guac, venga rapide
Cinco de Mayo.
 
Moles on patio
keep appearing legs in air.
Tributes from the cat.
 
I love my bottle
A possible replacement?
Baylor Sippy Cup!
 
Second world premiere
In this tenor's voice career
Will go on CD!
 
Come to think of it,
Also recorded the first.
That one not as good.
 
Undergrad finals
Still not over--S. O. S.!
Brain feels like poopoo.
 
Insurance co says
time for a new house. Okay.
this is bad and good.

How many times have you
heard people say: "If I
had to do it over...."

Well, I do have it
to do over. Kind of good.
Light at tunnel's end

Now comes big fight. With
Bill. Will our marriage survive
building house again?

He likes wood trim. I
like white. So many choices
and fights to be had.

He likes farm houses.
I want a Mansard roof. Me:
France. Him: Amish land.

I want lots of tile!!!!!
He loves wood. I am Lisa
to his Oliver.

Car is back at least.
I have lots of "homework" to
do for my lawyer.

I LIKE hotel life.
free breakfast, snacks,
 
OOPS I hit wrong button

stupid laptop... i am tydwbleach

as if you did not know..


I like hotel life.
Free breakfast, snacks, someone else vaccuums. I like it.

Bill now reads Razor.
His haiku is next...will be
about wood, no doubt.

Congrats to all of
you graduates!!!!WAY TO GO!!!
Will you miss Osler?

One more: Spencer calls
the "alligator" to the
twenty third floor. HA!
 
P.S. still no sign
of Donut. Osler right - dog
must have eaten him.

ewwww
 
Spencer TAKES the alligator to the 23d floor. we actually had to bring him to the attorney's office the other day.

what will you do when your clients bring a three year old in? I'll bet that was not on the bar exam.
 
My haiku on wood
Kidding, despite what Liz thinks
I have other thoughts.

House hunt continues
Another candidate down
No grizzlies allowed

Dog, diapers, and wife
Hotel room growing smaller
Need cone of silence

Liz hit wrong button
I married anonymous
My wife "what's her name"
 
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