Wednesday, June 11, 2008

New Tag

I got tired of ignoring the tag/meme thingies that came my way and have decided to make up one of my own. Allow me to present the Mrpeenee Auto Haiku Tag Meme tm.

Here’s how it goes:

In five syllables, no more, no less, describe the worst movie you can think of. Bonus points if you have to show off your Google skills because you can’t remember the name of it and all you can come up with is that it features Roz Russell and Sandra Dee. Turns out it was some tripe called Rosie! Exclamation point the producers’ idea, not mine.

“Auntie Mame leavings.”

In seven syllables, no more, no less, describe your worst date. Bonus points if it was sordid. Subtract points if it sounds too much like an overweight fifteen year old Goth girl.

“He pushed my head down. I puked.”

In five syllables, no more, no less, describe the worst job you ever had. Extra bonus points if it consists of Grim. Taxi dancer. Miss Janey, I’m talking to you. I had a miserable spell where I sat all alone in an empty office, handing out the keys to various hell holes for rent around New Orleans. One Lady came back and complained there was no window in the kitchen, I pretended to sympathize and said something like “Yes it would be nasty to have no light and air in there.” She replied “No, hone, you don unnerstan. Dere’s a hole for de winna but ain’t no winna in it.”

“Slum lord in training.”

Put it all together and you have a haiku of life’s low points.

“Auntie Mame leavings.
He pushed my head down. I puked.
Slum lord in training.”

I tag Muscato, Jason, Are You There Blog, Miss Janey and tigeryogiji.


  1. The English Patient
    Blind date after stoned Eeyore's
    Proofing bank reports

    There. I'm not afraid to share.

  2. Hmmm. You may have to expand on that "blind date" part. At Peet's, over lattes.

  3. Well, okay, it was kind of artistic license. You see. . . oh, why fill in all those too afraid to publish their haiku? Latte's on me.

  4. That's Lene Lovich!!! Nice pic!


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