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Thursday, February 25, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Right to Privacy
Food for Thought...thanks Kraft!
This is beginning to happen more than I care to admit. I am in a hurry, grab something at the butik or cafe to eat, look at the package, and find out that it's actually a product of a business that I'm boycotting, artfully disguised in European branding.
You Can't Get These Chocolates in America! Haiku:
Oh, Marabou! So
elegant and tasty. 'Cause
you're owned by Kraft Foods!
My Zoega coffee is a product of Nestlé :(
You Can't Get These Chocolates in America! Haiku:
Oh, Marabou! So
elegant and tasty. 'Cause
you're owned by Kraft Foods!
My Zoega coffee is a product of Nestlé :(
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Continent Envy
I hear so much shit about America every day, and there are really great things over here in Europe, yet, somehow, as much as I want to forget about home, there are so many things I want to return to. Mostly the music scene and stable employment, but there are other things.
What I Want in Life Haiku:
To live with Michael,
get a cat, and a brand new
Kitchen-aid Mixer.
Sounds shallow, but I like to keep it simple.
What I Want in Life Haiku:
To live with Michael,
get a cat, and a brand new
Kitchen-aid Mixer.
Sounds shallow, but I like to keep it simple.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Juxtaposition
The population of Sweden is equal to the population of New Jersey. Food for thought.
Striking Resemblance Haiku:
Jersey Shore, hot dogs
fake tans, Italians. Sweden:
also has this shit.
Striking Resemblance Haiku:
Jersey Shore, hot dogs
fake tans, Italians. Sweden:
also has this shit.
The Great Escape
Breathing Room Haiku:
Miles from home I still
feel trapped, until I play a
sad song on my bass.
Freedom isn't found
on the open road, but in
your own selfish heart.
Only nine million
people. Far from crowded, but
trapped in stubborn thoughts.
Miles from home I still
feel trapped, until I play a
sad song on my bass.
Freedom isn't found
on the open road, but in
your own selfish heart.
Only nine million
people. Far from crowded, but
trapped in stubborn thoughts.
Lyndon Bunghole Johnson
Pants Alteration Haiku:
Gimme a couple
more inches for my balls. More
space at the bunghole.
http://www.whitehousetapes.net/clips/1964_0809_lbj_haggar/
Thanks for the link, Anthony
Gimme a couple
more inches for my balls. More
space at the bunghole.
http://www.whitehousetapes.net/clips/1964_0809_lbj_haggar/
Thanks for the link, Anthony
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