Red is...

raw, straight up passion -

both romantic & vengeful.

sometimes hard to tell.

Cuter than a baby swan....

little baby ducks

some may even say "ducklings"

cutest kind of fowl

More Hatred

Dreamworks mostly sucks.

I hate Shrek so freaking much.

Crude, lame, and stupid.

Wowie! I'm sorry the poem is so negative. But apparently I feel strongly about this.

On the bright side, Dreamworks did SOMETHING right recently! How to Train Your Dragon is one of my very favorite movies. :)

Taboo

the only game where

restrictions make for more fun.

Speak in secret code/Choose words carefully

[I couldn't choose which phrase to use for the last line!]

Ode to a Grapefruit

ruby red, gleaming.

perfect jewels explode with flair.

sweet, tangy, CITRUS

Deathiversary

My Michael Jackson:

entertainer and father.

The true King of Pop

Johnny Depp at his finest

Too precious for words,

I get choked up. I love you

Edward Scissorhands!

This is my favorite movie ever ever EVER. This is the scene that really gets me. I cried just looking it up to post here!

(Korean subtitles provided for your convenience)

Smells like summer

Sweet, light, alluring.

My summertime favorite:

Wild Honeysuckle

Quadruple Word Bonus

Love -- FEEL each letter.

One game, some brains. Infinite

possibilities.

Disney/Pixar Magic

It doesn't take much

to melt my heart. A chorus:

Wah - AAAH - lee. Eeee-vuh!

Pictured: true love

♫♪ I'm so glad when Daddy comes home ♫♪

My dad is great. There are so many quirky things about him that I just love.

Por ejemplo:

He signs e-mails like this.

Love,

Daddy-O :-{)#

(to show his beard and mustache, of course!)

Today we wrote a haiku as a family. It's about Father's Day! It's like we planned it or something.

Father's Day is here!

When we can all celebrate

the man we call, "Dad"

Love you papa!

Isn't HE lovely?

My cherie amour

playful, iconic, hero.

sing for me, Stevie!

Hear some of his silky smooth voice here

also, some really great Eddie Murphey/Stevie Wonder SNL action here

I hate sports*

World cup? NBA?

No thank you, sir. I'd rather

have my leg cut off.

I'm sorry for all the controversy this post may rustle up.

I don't hate the idea of sports. Physical exercise is great! And teams, and camaraderie... those are all admirable things.

I just hate them in practice.

I hate TALKING about them.

I hate that people SPEND MONEY on them

I hate WATCHING them.

and mostly, I hate LISTENING TO OTHER PEOPLE ARGUE about them.

*However, I LOVE the Olympics

Triple Dose

Today's haiku(s!) are written by my brother, Andrew.

He certainly has a way with words.

you need to have all three in succession to get the full effect.

Ready, set, go!

I write best in pinch

Even if it make me sound

a little Asian.

First, five syllables.

Second, seven syllables.

Third, five syllables.

All of these Haiku

Are way too lame to publish—

Even just online.

haha, isn't he a gem?

Check out more of his dry humor/blatant sarcasm at his hilarious (though somewhat neglected) blog

you fill up my senses

Dear Mr. Denver,

there's something about your voice-

reminds me of home.

[If you're not familiar with John Denver and his tender, precious voice, check this out!]

Violet

mysterious yet

inviting. warm, regal, spring.

you can keep my heart.

[photo via naturesmugshots]

BFFs for life

Gretch: sweet & demure.

infectious laugh, peacemaker.

a great BFF.

[you can read about the adventures of Gretchen and her fantastic husband here]

Doctor, please

Scratchy, aching throat.

the only thing I want now

is Halls Fruit Breezers

Breeze of a day

No work to be seen,

and shopping, shopping, shopping!

Vacations are nice.

SALE

Doors open early.

I will be there, in pursuit

of long-lost favorites.

The Bath and Body Works semi-annual sale starts today! 75% off discontinued scents!

I’m prepared to splurge. :)

Happy Olfactory Glands

plastic - leather - clean

Musky wafts of something sweet:

smell of a shoe store.

Some angry outbursts

in short, cutoff jeans. Oh Dax,

Comb your hair for me.

bahahaha. I cracked myself UP on this one. I'll admit it.

I'm a gleek

Classic song covers,

and painfully hot men. BUT...

Finn really can't dance.

A Would-Be Summer

This haiku is brought to you by the lovely Britt.

See more of her supergreat (one word, obv) writing here at her own blog.

Before I arrive,

would you please shuffle the cards?

Squeeze the lemons too?

Photo © YoSemiTek

How Quaint

Want a telegram.

Stop. Seriously though. Stop.

Think they're real cute. Stop.

Thanks for inventing them, Mr. Morse! And my, what a strapping young man you are.

What's in a name?

Last name's a little

tough. Bro - eek - hue - idge - iss - in?

No, not quite. Nice try.

Pop Culture

Well, "no soup for you!"

Sheesh - you're such a Nazi!

Oh George, don't be sad.

First Guest Author!

Today's haiku is brought to you by the one and only Jerome.

He is my father.

He is brilliant in so many ways.

Foxes, deer, eagles,

Frequent the Jordan River.

I like my great view.

[Check out his photography here]

BFFs for life

Pretty Miss Amy:

hilarious, fab, thoughtful-

a great BFF.

[check out her blog here]

Wipeout

a guilty pleasure.

Wipeout: my very favorite

reality show.