Stories from this Summer (some with photographic evidence even)

Dear Everybody,

The other day I started writing haiku. It's been pleasurable.

Some of them are about things that have happened this summer. I like these specific haiku, maybe even more than some of the other ones.

But I like the other ones too.

So, I've decided to post several of them over here so you all can enjoy them and hear what kind of stuff has been going on down here. Kind of.

And since they're only like seventeen to seventeen-and-a-half syllables each, they will not bore you to death either.

Haiku 1 (Wed 8/1/07)

$85
More than a week's worth of work
Parking tickets suck

Being parked in the El Segundo Beach lot after dusk: $50
Being parked on Virginia St between 8 & 10 am Wednesdays: $35
Being a part of funding the largest metropolitan network of roads in the world: Priceless.

OK, so I don't know if it is the largest metropolitan network of roads, but LA's pretty freakin' huge.

Haiku 3 (Fri 8/3/07) my foot is on fire quickly now right foot go down crap am i a dumb

So, beach night was Thursday...and I thought I could do the whole walking across coals thing again. But I hit a wet spot, so this is what my foot looks like now:


The bottom side is definitely worse, but my camera only occasionally works, so this is the shot I got; as you can see, my foot sank into the coals and it burned all the way around. A little light second-degree and quite a bit of strong first-degree means I'm having a blast everywhere I go.

Haiku 6 (Fri 8/3/07)

working in baja
we ate the orphans' last rice
then we came back home

That story is straight up true, y'all. I'll have to tell it sometime in person...the blog thing is cool and all, but it's just going to miss the mark on this one.

Haiku 8 (Sat 8/5/07) my beard looks awesome without it i look fifteen; die, facial hair code!

That first line's true...the senior pastor at my church said so this morning. So I mean, you can disagree, you're just disagreeing with God. ;) Here's a pic of me laying the law down on some troubled youth at beach night. (or something along those lines...)


Peace, love,
and joy to
you all.