haiku's again

i’ve gotten pretty damn good at writing haiku’s since the last time i wrote one of these posts. the only part i still struggle with is the whole 5-7-5 syllable thing.

#1 - the town

the town is quiet

soft rain falls over the streets

reflects the pale moon-light

#2 - a shadow

the silhouettes do dances

across the waking forest

bringing a new day now

#4 - the fawn

young, chasing the sound of

distant streams through morning dew

basking in the sun-light

see, its really hard to get that last line down to only 5 syllables.

#5 - ultimate

the final haiku

i wrote for this post

short, sweet, near perfect except that this last line has way to many syllables

job interviews

i had a pretty weird job interview the other day. obviously not going to name the company, but they produce something called ear candles. for those of you that don’t know, ear candles are an ancient method of removing ear wax. it works like this, you stick a cone, made out of fabric dipped in wax into your ear, and light it on fire. as it burns down towards your flammable hair, it creates a vacuum that ‘sucks all the wax out of your ear. it’s a really great method to get a load of candle wax all inside your ear.

but yeah, the job interview went well, i spent and hour in a ‘tryout’, which means making a couple dozen candles, then they told me my schedule wouldn’t work with the company, handed me $12 and sent me on my way.

sounds like a great way to get an hour of labor without having to pay any FUTA

What I've been up to

It’s been a hectic few months, not alot of time to post, but thought I’d update everyone.

In February I made an appearance at the Oscars:


Later on I spent some time traveling, here I am at the Great Wall:

I’m there in the middle of the crowd

I’m there in the middle of the crowd

Then I decided to really push myself, and try something new. Climbing Everest


Then I finished with a trip to Egypt to check out Giza, something I’ve always wanted to do


chinese food delivery guy

a weird thing happened yesterday. i met the dude who delivers me chinese food, outside of the normal circumstances. turns out we go to the same university, and we’re taking a class together.

at first i was pretty psyched, i’ve gotten pretty used to associating this guy with unhealthy servings of msg. but the more i thought about it, the more i realize i shouldn’t be friends with this guy. cause of tips.

when he was just a nameless dude who showed up 35 minutes after i called him with three servings of beef and broccoli, i didn’t have and issue with tipping the average amount. but now i know his name, and i’ve said more to him than “thanks for the food, drive safe or whatever”.

i miss my old relationship with chinese food dude. but now he’s bobby.

tipping delivery people is already stressful enough, because i don’t want to feel like an asshole, but i don’t know the correct amount. 20% sounds fine, but that only comes out to a couple of dollars when you think about it, and if there aren’t many orders that might not even cover gas.

and i don’t want bobby to think i’m cheap if i mess up the tip amount, plus now i have to feel bad every time i make him drive the two and a half blocks from my apartment to the restaurant, which is usually a two or three times a week (i’m trying to get fat, see previous post)

a poem

I wrote a haiku about three months ago, almost. i decided to try a acrostic instead

F- is for fish, they swim in the sea

I- is for ish, kinda like you and me

S- is for sh, you don’t want to wake them

H- is for,


anyway merry christmas


every monday i walk through the math and science wing of one of buildings at my university. and every monday at 8:30 am the whole place smells like oatmeal.

i dont understand how someone could eat oatmeal every morning like that. sure its quick and easy to make, and i guess you could keep a ton of it in your desk or something and make a little batch in the kitchen. its probably a cheap breakfast.

i would get sick of it. i dont even like oatmeal when im out to breakfast or camping, and i certainly wouldnt want to eat it every day at work.

i think there is something wrong with people who enjoy eating oatmeal. and why do they call it hot cereal. its just hot goop. if you want to have hot cereal boil some kashi. thats hot cereal.

some people like eating bland foods. they must be trying to punish themselves or something. theyre denying themselves flavor. thats a lunatic thing to do.

have you ever eaten ramen without the flavor packet? thats what oatmeal is like i guess. but a lunch version. maybe that math professor has that for lunch. and plain egg noodles for dinner, no butter or anything.