I recently watch Helen of Troy on the USA network. It was pretty atrocious. Here's a couple of haikus I've written to describe the experience:
To Helen I pledged,
Four hours I have now lost,
Vow: Never again!
Washed up on Troy's shores,
Melodramatic drivel,
USA's folly.
First phone call: I burst!
"Thoughtful and articulate"
Flatter me she does.
Company sadist,
Five hours, no agenda,
Dilbert's just too close.
Three soured kisses,
seven pathetic passes,
two shying glances.
Here's a few haikus that I wrote today while dining out. I was feeling pretty obsessed with food preparation hygiene having just finished reading Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain:
Bandana-wrapped head,
nappy hair barely contained,
He makes your salads.
Fajitas sizzle,
salt-soaked sweat spices your meal,
chef's nails add fiber.
I've recently returned to work after being out on disability for two months and was horrified to find the state of the Doc team I work with. Here's a haiku I wrote to describe it:
They stumble around,
spirits drained from their bodies,
deNovis writers.
