Friday, July 18, 2008

 

Haiku Friday, Friday, Friday (Monster Funny Cars!)


Friday arrives, even during finals. This week is themeless. However, I hope it isn't haikuless. Perhaps you will want to haiku about something in you apartment or car, or maybe on the topic of "abject despair."

Here is mine:

"There was a time," said
The Sage, "When the best radio
Was from Mexico."

Ha! Beat that!

and should I have a prize?

Comments:
Thought Sweet P was auf'd?
Kelli is her tattooed heir.
Season Five is here!
 
Project Runway's BACK!!!
That blonde girl who won this week?
I think she's the one.

We've NO idea
where we'll be in thirteen days.
Hotel??? In law's house?

House will not be done.
so we're just gonna hit the
road. Kid, Dog, Us, Van.

When my phone rings it
plays "I've been everywhere, man."
by Johnny Cash. Yep.

I don't mind the road.
I will miss my TIVO though.
Depend on CLs for news.
 
trading places for
a while in my mind too far.
wait! it's friday, man
 
thirty-seventh floor
birds circle near window
I look like carcass
 
There was once a time
When all radio mattered
Die Clear Channel! Die!

When I despair, which
Is too often nowadays,
I watch "Field of Dreams."

RFDIII
 
Cool red file cab'net
In pieces, unassembled,
On my floor. Looked a

Lot cooler together,
On display in Ikea.
Got the just-moved-in

Blues . . . in DC heat.
 
Summer in Madrid,
Gin tonic, slice of lemon,
I stay in the shade.
 
Finals time is here
Contracts 2 is killing me
Is failing THAT bad?
 
New Project Runway!
Take a "break" from studying
Then, just don't go back.
 
Taste blood in my mouth
New skin growing to cover wound
Hurts more than I thought.
 
Took PC exam
Now I wish the endless sleep
Of death and repose
 
PC takes backseat.
"Surely not," you ask, "to what?"
"The bar." (Not that one).
 
I still laugh when I
think of Tim Gunn trying to
say "Sweet P" with straight face.

I have the stomach
flu. Living on slurpees and
crackers. Sickness sucks.

I would like to be
in a medically induced
coma 'til Halloween.

I'm looking into it.
 
Tyd-- you eat slurpees
When you have the stomach flu?
Technicolor yawn!
 
Trying to pack for
France. Will Razor invade Nice?
Cannes? Monte Carlo?

Air France, don't lose my
bags, it's taken me three weeks
to cram it all in.

We CL's travel,
Jeffy: "One bag, you carry!"
Pack too many shoes.

Need adapter now.
Hair dryer, curling iron, too
I need French Sherpa.

Paris, romantic
Eiffel tower, never seen
Wine, cheese and Louvre soon!

Merci Beaucoup,
Mrs. CL
 
Bon Voyage, CLs!
Have Fun! Set up your TIVO
before you are Auf......

Love tyd
 
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