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February 05, 2005

And The Winner Is The Award Goes To

i'm going through the fifty haiku submitted in the kiss.gif haiku contest, and they're all so good, i'm having trouble selecting a winner. i'm considering scrapping my own secretive and arbitrary criteria and substituting the method used by my property professor when he graded last semester's final exams. That is, so far as i can guess, to find a tall stairway, go to the top, throw all the submissions down the stairs and judge them according to where they land.

Posted by annika, Feb. 5, 2005 |
Rubric: Poetry


Maybe I'm violating some sort of code of conduct here, but this haiku by Tom is the one that made me laugh:

My wife saw you play
you spit on her with fake blood
I hope it was fake

That final line implies so much, from the possibility of a husband's belated revenge to the fear that one's spouse might be harboring bloodborne pathogens.

Tom should make it past the first cut. Just sayin'.

In honor of your current pic:

Yahoo avatar
waving its flag ceaselessly
woman clutching ball


Posted by: Kevin Kim on Feb. 5, 2005

how about this one:

carpal tunnel ouch
or is it tennis elbow
must stop waving flag

Posted by: annika on Feb. 5, 2005

Haiku entries in;
time to announce a winner!
Isn't that a squirrel...?

Posted by: Tuning Spork on Feb. 5, 2005

calling Dr. Love
this cheese really only works
when you're in a band . . .

Posted by: patrick on Feb. 5, 2005


Christine Sixteen ... yeesh . . .
There's a phrase for that these days
Hello, Meagan's Law . . .

Posted by: patrick on Feb. 5, 2005


Look, the truth be told
I really, really like Kiss
(well, back in the day)

Posted by: patrick on Feb. 5, 2005

Um, you know your own were the most deserving, so go ahead and reward yourself at once.

How did you do on the property exam, anyhoo?

Posted by: Hugo on Feb. 5, 2005