This is cute. It’s a contest to make your dissertation/paper title into a haiku poem. My favorite:
I am an expert.
I am man, you are woman.
I exaggerate.“Differences in Actual and Perceived Online Skills: The Role of Gender”
From the humanities contest:
Victorians preach
Way too many long sermons
On evil Papists.“Anti-Catholic Sermons in Britain, 1820-1900?
Ha. Look who is practicing uncivil science:
The f-cking protein
is intracellular, you
moron with glasses.Intracellular EBV LMP2b reorganizes surface proteins
Geek humor is fun.
My entry:
Emesal, drums, harps-
bearded priestess, dancing by.
BOOM! War, theft- all lost…
“Unfinished dissertation on Sumerian Musical Ritual in Emesal, given up in recognition that the field was destroyed by Bush’s war.”
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Ok, why do I so want to learn l33t?
Computer haikus too
These are well-known, but fun. (I love it that the link is at CERN, where TBL invented the web…)
First snow, then silence.
This thousand-dollar screen dies
So beautifully.
This list is better and has authors:
Yesterday it worked
Today it is not working
Windows is like that
No authoritarians were tortured in the writing of this post.
Refreshing
Sweet. Dissertation Slam will definitely scoop up some fans.
Hey, I've got a haiku for ya!
Describing the reasons for my unaccustomed silence of late.
(Ahem) (clears throat. Sits zazen:)
Lightning storm. Modem fried.
Devoid of info input
Into fifth day now.
They sent a new one (thus this very brief post) but it was for a single-line setup, not the multiline/multicomputer rig we need (and had before, which BellSouth knew perfectly damn well, dammit.) So everything is filtering through this one and all waking moments must be used to try to catch the business up to date. We actually had readers call us on the phone to see if we were dead or anything.
They’re supposed to be overnighting the new equipment. As this is not a Friday we may actually get it tomorrow. Love y’all…
Xan
xan, for later:
bell south: oligarch
liars, make you dark. bright light
zaps! live! …not quite yet.
see ya on the flip side, grrl. we’ll manage. no worries.