The Order of the
Phoenix in haiku format!
Can I get a w00t?
Haiku Day now ends.
Strict syllabic formatting
Just doesn’t cut it
Random haiku of the day:
WIAN is so dull.
That’s it, gotta leave the house.
Smoothies, here I come.
Someone Y!M me
And take my boredom away.
Remove this ennui!
I meant to post this
In an earlier entry.
For Renata’s fic:
With language lessons,
Ororo finds Kurt to be
a cunning linguist.
“Dark Side of the Moon”
Accompanies my research.
Bah, stupid WIAN*.
* For my sanity,
I pronounce the acronym
As two syllables
At one point, I laughed,
For it sounded like “weeun”.
Now, just convenience.
Today, all rejoice!
Happy Anniversary
to Tanja and me
(My husband is dead
And her husband is a jerk.
You can’t win ’em all)
The clock strikes midnight:
World Blog Haiku Day begins.
Prose is for the weak!
W00t! My copy of “The Well of Lost Plots”, the next Thursday Next book, was dispatched from Amazon UK today! Muaha, I have thwarted your plan, US booksellers! Go me!
At Brenna’s request, I posted the contents of my AP Art Folio. Go see, if you wish.
Coming home from lunch, I was struck by a very strange notion. My two most schnoogleworthy favourite male fictional characters are remarkably similar. I submit for your approval, Carrot and Kurt.
First, their names are one syllable apart.
Second, they both grew up speaking very gutteral languages.
Carrot: Looks innocent, but is actually quite pervy and shrewd.
Kurt: Looks innocent, but is quite the Cassanova in the comics.
Carrot: Looks shorter than he actually is due to perpetual stoop.
Kurt: Looks shorter than he actually is due to perpetual stoop.
Carrot: Has a quasi-girlfriend with ash-blond hair.
Kurt: Flirts shamelessly with a girl with white-blond hair.
Carrot: Posesses distinctive crown-shaped birthmark.
Kurt: Posesses distinctive angelic symbol scars.
Carrot: Can run so fast he blurs.
Kurt: Can teleport.
Carrot: Is quite buff from growing up as a dwarf in a mine.
Kurt: Is quite buff from growing up as an acrobat in a circus.
Carrot: Occasionally saves Ankh-Morpork with his friends, a band of plucky Watchmen.
Kurt: Occasionally saves the world with his friends, a band of plucky X-Men.
(And their cigar-smoking acquaintances would kill anyone that called them “plucky.”)
And there you have it. Now I’m going to go off and eat my salad and half-sandwich and jump at small noises.
I hereby pledge my firstborn child to the programmer that came up with the “Find and Replace” tool.