Stop! Haiku Time!

Posted by doug

Ode to an Iphone:

Oh, IPhone! I want you
Not to have sex with, per se
But to have and hold

Also, apropos nothing, I start my new job today. So, to the two people who read this blog, specifically my wife and mom, wish me luck!

Finally, I have to confess that when people give me directions anywhere, I will pretend that I'm paying attention and then just Mapquest it later. It's nothing personal against your direction-giving skillz -- but try as you might, you cannot conjure satellite images overlaid with my route out of your ass. Or maybe you can, in which case a trip to the doctor is in order. Or not. That could be the beginnings of an awesome superpower.

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5 rabid fans

Misty

I am giving you "the look"... you know, the one with the raised eyebrows and the tucked chin that says "Mmmhmm, so THIS is what you were doing whilst I ran around getting children ready and forgetting the milk for the baby and therefore have to run home in the middle of my day to rectify." Cheating on me with a phone that isn't even out yet. Hmph.

And all you millions of other rabid fans? I just got an email telling me that afore mentioned blogger is "having a blast" at the new job. Um, I think that is a crime or something. Because it is supposed to be called "work", right? Not Having-A-Blast-For-8-Hours.

Yes, I am jealous. While I like my job, I have probably never classified it as a "blast."

June 18, 2007 at 12:17:00 PM CST

doug

I just wanted to point out that said Misty saw a commercial for the IPhone and said that it would okay to cheat on her with it.

June 25, 2007 at 7:31:00 AM CST

Unknown

a multi touch screen
iPhone we lust after you
jealous wives hurumph

June 26, 2007 at 7:53:00 PM CST

bibliofilly

I linked your haiku
on our haiku blog. iPhone
desire runs rampant.

http://haiku-gesundheit.blogspot.com/

June 27, 2007 at 6:28:00 AM CST

Anonymous

Is it bad that my wife (also named Misty, appropriately enough) wants an iPhone even more than I do?