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The Haiku
My first post to see
if the new upgrade is cool
like the sleek layout.

They re-did the entire authoring environment. Very nice that the dashboard has widgets and stats now and the design is as sleek as the rest of the fun.

Film Footage Used with Permission from the Galactic Alliance
A grizzled human who, appropriately enough, looks like he’s survived a war stares at the camera, obviously now in a studio.

“I don’t know how much has already been said. We had a pretty limited perspective. At first we thought it was just a coincidence: the station crashing, the tidal wave, the rampant fires. We had set up our homestead only a few years previous. We were a limited commune, but we got by. Then The Day happened.

“On that day we thought we’d bought it. We hid in our homes praying to whatever guides the galaxy that the fires and earthquakes would pass over us. Then some fool fishhead - sorry, Mon Cal - comes busting open the door telling us to run to the landing platform. These privateers had landed to save us. We approached hesitantly. A Corellian was barking orders for people to cram into a retro-fitted cargo hold. This ship was unlike any I’d seen. [Galactic Alliance records indicate that the Scimitar had been a part of the rescue effort. It had last been in service by then-Senator Palpatine in tracking down Qui-Gon Jinn on Tatooine. Since then it has transferred ownership. Jedi scholars claim that "the presence" still remains.]

“That same Mon Cal came running in asking if his Kel Dor friend had made it back yet. He barked some orders, ran to the back of the ship, and jumped on an Old Republic speederbike heading straight into the fire.

“The Corellian, the pilot, and the man in the katarn armor all rushed us on board, which was a difficult task for those of us who just lost our livelihoods. When we were airborne, we could see the fire had shifted in the wind. For the longest time the ship just waited with no sign of their friends.

“Coming out of the fire was that Mon Cal holding a Kel Dor, the struggling Kel Dor holding an unconscious teenage girl. As the Kel Dor began to black out, the handlebars of the bike twisted and sent the entire mess into a flat spin.

“I never thought the adage about Corellians was true, but the co-pilot swung the back of the ship in time, eased it enough to slow the crash, and blasted out of the atmosphere with everyone alive.

“As we left we could see that the destruction planetside was nothing compared to the bloodshed above. Even the bright, shiny New Republic overkill rescue cruiser that had probably never seen action was ripped in two. That freaky Kel Dor coughed under his breath mask, ‘I told you, Admiral.’

“I still don’t know what happened to those guys, that crew that picked us up and risked their lives in the flames. After we got transferred to another ship at the rendezvous point, we hypered out of the area. I could have sworn as we left I saw some claw-shaped craft closing in on that Old Republic masterpiece.”

(Out of character - Nice Natural 20 (to co-pilot the Scimitar into picking us up), Gary! Yay living! I like my Kraka.)

A’yup, that’s space junk, mate.

The Haiku
A farmer found space junk
in Australia - now he flies
and spits a black goo.

Straight from the people who brought you the LOLcats is now GraphJam, in what I think is an even nerdier display of humor.

The LOLcats were funny, but this strikes me as something I would do and that scares me:

I still remember making the Science club’s blood drive music video (yes, I was one of those students) and hardcoring it in the front yard of my friend’s house. I do remember a trombonist coming out of the dryer in the front yard. Very Hard Days Night.

What was the super awesome gift my wife gave me for an early birthday present? A Nokia that has a removable SD card and connects to the MacBook. And remember Zamzar? It converts to 3GP, which just happens to be how videos are displayed on the phone.

My wallpaper is straight from the computer. AND it plays .SWF files. Having not upgraded our phones (my wife got herself a RAZR) for four years, these are huge culture shocks.

I think I’ll go play Brawl with my daughter now.

The Haiku
Livin’ the good life
with paper and pencil last night
and tricked phones today.

The Haiku(s)
My wife was going
to update my haiku while
I lay in bed sick

Instead she got me
some uber tech that was cheap
renewing phone plans

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Old school portable
Where’s your envelope now, fool?
Five and a quarter

When I saw this message title from my friend Jason I got kinda scared. But then I saw the image:

Nicely done! And from an iPhone, no less!

The Haiku
How many of us
could take a loud alien
repeating wrong names?

Playing Brawl I’ve been checking out fan sites while I feed my daughter a bottle. I stumbled across this forum and wondered:

Are they flipping serious?

Now, I’m not one to judge. I, being a fan of alternate universes. Do I think I’m a Jedi? Only when the doors open for me at the grocery store. But do I attempt to strike my students down with chain lightning? No. (Although I’m glad it’s just a fantasy power when a staff member called me up in real life to ask what my phone extension was.)

I do not post this to mock. I submit entries, entreating your opinion. Help me.

Evidence 1
Evidence 2
Evidence 3
Evidence 4

For reference, here’s a gardevoir:

The Question:
Are they flipping serious? Or are they the best role-players ever?

I have no clue.

The Haiku
Scan for sentience
Science Officer reports
“How fascinating.”

Yes, Mark, Dan was on stage. And I had fun, as well. The best part of the video is when it shakes violently. Pastor John greeted Gavin.

The Haiku
Yes, He is risen.
Jesus is no longer dead.
It’s just like he said.

If you didn’t notice, my sister-in-law has a new feature on the site: Funky Foods.

Very fun. She is on a quest of procurement, much like a certain archaeologist, to acquire every taste. She’s gotta taste ‘em all! (Okay, so it’s much cooler than talking electric rats, I swear.)

Listen to what she says - the restaurants do. After her personal suggestion from previous weeks Nothing But Noodles has now fixed one of their recipes.

Oh, and she’s a bounty hunter. Just so you know. More Bossk than Dengar, even though she just passed her motorcycle test today.