Going IPO
Lots of work to prepare now
I want stock options.
All hands telecon
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
OMG - boring!
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
The Death of Mr. Frog
My Monday Posts Will Be In Red.
My Wednesday Posts Will Be In Green.
With his great, red eyes,
And his giant orange feet,
Mr. Frog is dead.
He had loneliness,
Even in his prime of life,
A child's role-model.
A good life he had,
But to strong fortress he went,
And died a sad death.
King of many frogs,
Yet alone in life and death,
His sadness quite great.
And now Frog is dead,
And we did not know him well,
Much to our great woe.
My Wednesday Posts Will Be In Green.
With his great, red eyes,
And his giant orange feet,
Mr. Frog is dead.
He had loneliness,
Even in his prime of life,
A child's role-model.
A good life he had,
But to strong fortress he went,
And died a sad death.
King of many frogs,
Yet alone in life and death,
His sadness quite great.
And now Frog is dead,
And we did not know him well,
Much to our great woe.
Frogs Rule
Clinging to my leaf
Scoping for some tasty bugs
With my beady eyes
Sitting still, then... SPROING!!!
I hop to another tree
I look like a toy
Uncover the grill
Eew! Something is on my leg!
Tree frog hops away.
Inside the back door
Outlined frog is on the frame
RIP, Frog Fred
Scoping for some tasty bugs
With my beady eyes
Sitting still, then... SPROING!!!
I hop to another tree
I look like a toy
Uncover the grill
Eew! Something is on my leg!
Tree frog hops away.
Inside the back door
Outlined frog is on the frame
RIP, Frog Fred
Picture Perfect Monday!
Hey there Haiku artists - here's the picture for Monday, February 26 - let's have some fun!
Red-eyed Tree Frog at duiops.net
Red-eyed Tree Frog at duiops.net
Sunday, February 25, 2007
A note from the (benevolent) dictator
Hey y'all - to help keep those creative (and silly) juices flowing, I have plans for two weekly games.
On Picture Monday, I'll post a picture or a link to a picture, for use as a starting point for our horrible haiku.
On Word Wednesday, I'll post a single word. The rule on Word Wednesday is that you don't have to include the Magic Word in every haiku you post, but you must include it in the first haiku you post.
I've got a collection of pictures and words to start with, but if you have suggestions, please email them to me (hedwyg AT gmail DOT com), and I'll get them into the list.
If you do not own the copyright to a picture you want me to use, then please include the link to where you found it. For any pictures that we don't own, I'll post only a link to the picture, and not the picture itself (unless I have obtained permission from the owner).
On Picture Monday, I'll post a picture or a link to a picture, for use as a starting point for our horrible haiku.
On Word Wednesday, I'll post a single word. The rule on Word Wednesday is that you don't have to include the Magic Word in every haiku you post, but you must include it in the first haiku you post.
I've got a collection of pictures and words to start with, but if you have suggestions, please email them to me (hedwyg AT gmail DOT com), and I'll get them into the list.
If you do not own the copyright to a picture you want me to use, then please include the link to where you found it. For any pictures that we don't own, I'll post only a link to the picture, and not the picture itself (unless I have obtained permission from the owner).
Imitation is the finest form of flattery?
The baby watches
as her daddy wipes his bum
Then she “wipes” her own
as her daddy wipes his bum
Then she “wipes” her own
Fezzik and Vizzini
You had to know it was coming, right?
"No more rhyming now,
I mean it!" "Anybody
want a peanut?" "DOH!"
"No more rhyming now,
I mean it!" "Anybody
want a peanut?" "DOH!"
The Sorry Story...
This will be a five part series about Jeffrey. We are now in Chapter 1: Jeffrey's Great Anger. The haikus will be in white, and announcements will be in blue. (Each Story will be five haikus in length).
This is the story,
This is the story,
A sorry, sorry story
That I will now tell:
Once, in a village
There was a man named Jeffrey,
Jeffrey was ugly.
People were mean to
him, even when he was nice.
Jeffrey was angry!
They threw stones at him,
and he ran as far as he
could possibly go.
He took refuge in
the great big forest of Kuln.
There he was alone.
Next: The Story of the Kuln-Drivers.
P. S. Is plural Haiku or Haikus?
That I will now tell:
Once, in a village
There was a man named Jeffrey,
Jeffrey was ugly.
People were mean to
him, even when he was nice.
Jeffrey was angry!
They threw stones at him,
and he ran as far as he
could possibly go.
He took refuge in
the great big forest of Kuln.
There he was alone.
Next: The Story of the Kuln-Drivers.
P. S. Is plural Haiku or Haikus?
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