Today’s Haiku

Donald Forster Sculpture Park

Long time no haiku!

Rain falling all day
has melt­ed the snow away.
I think Spring is near.

I got myself a new pass­port today. No, not a Cana­di­an pass­port. An Indone­sian one since my old one would expire in August this year. I thought it would take ages for me to receive my new pass­port, but in real­i­ty it only took less than a week. I mailed out every­thing (forms, doc­u­ments, etc.) to the Indone­sian Con­sulate in Toron­to on Fri­day last week. They received the pack­age two days ago, and today the new pass­port, along with the old, can­celled one, were sit­ting pret­ty in our mail­box. Yay! One wor­ry out of the way. Though I like my old pass­port bet­ter. The new one — which is sport­ing a brand new design — looks kind of bor­ing. But at least I don’t look like a Bom­bay ban­dit in my new pass­port pho­to.

In oth­er news, I kind of miss watch­ing peo­ple walk their cats. A girl from the next apart­ment build­ing used to do that. It nev­er failed to amuse me. But I haven’t seen her doing it in awhile. What a shame. Do you walk your cat?

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  1. I don’t think it’s pos­si­ble to walk my cat. She would prob­a­bly take a few steps out of the door and quick­ly run back into the apart­ment. Being an indoor type cat, she’s not too adven­tur­ous or thrilled to go out­side.

  2. Well. Most cats here have been run over by traf­fic — so — they’re kin­da hard to walk, if you excuse me.
    I guess cats don’t mix that well with traf­fic. Nei­ther do I. So it’s just too bad peo­ple round here think walk­ing (in itself!) is bizarre — boon­docks, Swe­den, 2006 — and bik­ing too for that mat­ter!
    I’ve heard boon­docks a Philip­pine word any­way (“bun­dok”) — got that in Indone­sian too? That is, are they sim­i­lar lan­guages?

  3. We’ve walked out cats before — nor­mal­ly out in the snow (they’re indoor cats nor­mal­ly). It’s crazy to watch them until the wife chucks a snow­ball at it, spook­ing the cat and it runs down the gar­den prac­ti­cal­ly drag­ging you along at the end of the leash.

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Today’s Haiku

Strawberry Burst
Yes, I’m still alive!

I don’t like grey days,
espe­cial­ly with no snow.
It’s just plain bor­ing.

Yet Troy said they were get­ting tonnes of snow where he worked. But I’m not going to talk about the weath­er because that would be bor­ing. I’m going to talk about cook­ing instead.
Have you ever cooked some­thing you’d nev­er cooked before because, when you read the recipe, it sound­ed so easy and yum­my and all the good stuff but once you start­ed cook­ing, what­ev­er you were cook­ing turned out to be any­thing but? It hap­pened to me yes­ter­day. I decid­ed to make some kind of egg drop soup for sup­per. I thought it sound­ed yum­my and it did look yum­my in the pic­ture. But once I got all the ingre­di­ents into the pot, the soup turned into some crazy con­coc­tion that looked like diar­rhea and smelt like the barn. Nei­ther Troy nor I was brave enough to eat it.
We end­ed up hav­ing din­ner out in a Viet­namese restau­rant where the spring rolls were unusu­al­ly good. And this morn­ing, I flushed the crazy con­coc­tion down the toi­let, where it belongs.

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  1. down the toi­let where it belongs” — hillar­i­ous! This is a recur­rent sce­nario for me when it comes to bak­ing cakes — the pic­ture always shows these beau­ti­ful plump cakes, but mine come out flat and dull.… That is why i have stopped trust­ing cook­books and instead just come up with some wild receipe and hope for the best ;)

  2. hi there.…well tried search­ing for your email id through this blog but could’t
    not sure if you are cur­rent­ly design­ing blogs (for a fee) but if you are please drop in a amail to me. sor­ry if you are’t

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Today’s Haiku

Strawberry Milk Forever
Mmm, straw­ber­ry milk…

Just nine months ago,
the weird­est day of our lives.
‘Twas our wed­ding day.

Before Troy left for work, he told me about how a cou­ple we know had decid­ed not to move to anoth­er province because if they did, it would be hard to plan out a wed­ding here in Ontario, and I think I annoyed Troy because I kept ask­ing why it would be so hard because, real­ly, all you’d have to do is set the date, book the wed­ding offi­ciant, find some park to get mar­ried in, and you’d be good to go. But then I realised that not every cou­ple want their wed­ding day to be over as quick­ly as pos­si­ble like we did. :) On our wed­ding night, we went to a cin­e­ma to see Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith with a cou­ple of friends instead of hav­ing an all-night recep­tion. Good times! I wouldn’t have the day any oth­er way.
So yeah, hap­py 9th mon­thiver­sary to us! Here’s to many, many more 9 months full of hap­pi­ness, laugh­ter, Viet­namese food, and thrift stores!

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Today’s Haiku

Close-Up III
Was just remind­ed of this fact.

Hap­py first birth­day
to our deceased snow T-Rex.
Made one year ago.

Last year’s win­ter was so much more excit­ing than this year’s. Part­ly because it was my very first win­ter, and part­ly because it did feel like win­ter. This win­ter is kind of lame. Most of the time, it feels more like spring than win­ter. We don’t get as much snow as I would like. It’s good for Troy the Snow Hater, but not very good for me. I want to make anoth­er snow crea­ture this year, but damn. Not enough snow. :(
In case you’re inter­est­ed, the mak­ing of snow T-Rex pho­tos are avail­able for your view­ing plea­sure in this Flickr pho­to­set. Now please excuse me while I do the bliz­zard-call­ing dance.

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  1. I’m rather impressed with the T-Rex — I think me and my broth­er always had trou­ble rolling tra­di­tion­al snow­balls to make a snowman…you’re rather advanced!

  2. Accord­ing to the fore­cast your going to get some snow tonight. 5 cen­time­ters or so. Though fur­ther north they are call­ing for 20 cm.

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Today’s Haiku

Church Light

How could I for­get.

Years of haiku-ing,
and yet I’m still lost for words
every now and then.

I hope you like my I-don’t-know-what-to-haikuise haiku. Heh. Any­way, I just went through my old, old weblog archives from my Blog­ger days and found that I start­ed writ­ing a dai­ly haiku on April 16, 2000 and it went on until May 9, 2002 when I decid­ed to kill the tra­di­tion. I think some peo­ple regret­ted the deci­sion, but I wouldn’t know for sure since I have no com­ment archives from that peri­od.

And since I’m bored, if you want me to haikuise your weblog, leave a com­ment and I’ll get down to it. I’ll post the haiku(s) here tomor­row.

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Today’s Haiku

Com­put­er is mute.
All I can hear is the sound
of (almost) silence.

I’ve always won­dered if I should count my blog­ging years from the time I start­ed chron­i­cling my life on Diary­land or from the time I start­ed this weblog. I didn’t count my Diary­land diary as a weblog because, well, it was a diary, not a weblog. But now peo­ple seem to count online diaries/journals as weblogs as well. That means I could claim that I have been blog­ging since 1999. But I digress. I don’t even know why I felt the need to point it out. Slow blog­ging day, I guess. :P

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  1. Troy said this is your sixth blog-birth­day, so he must be count­ing 1999 as your start­ing year. When­ev­er you start­ed, you’ve been writ­ing for a long time. Hap­py blog-birth­day!

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Today’s Haiku

Secret Garden
Yes, I’ve decid­ed to do the dai­ly haiku thing again. If any­thing, it makes a good blog­fod­der.

A crazy snow­fall,
I can see through the win­dow.
How long will it last?

I don’t know if I was dream­ing it or not but I thought I heard a weath­er man on TV this morn­ing say­ing some­thing about snowsqualls around the Geor­gian Bay. I prob­a­bly was just dream­ing it because Troy doesn’t usu­al­ly turn the TV on before he leaves for work. I know for sure that I had a dream last night about get­ting a job in some uni­ver­si­ty, which was the weird­est uni­ver­si­ty ever, because all the stu­dents did was march­ing around the cam­pus while singing “the more we get togeth­er, togeth­er, togeth­er, the more we get togeth­er the hap­pi­er we’ll be” over and over again. At some point I decid­ed to check on the stu­dents out­side and went through a door and it led to a tun­nel full with stu­dents march­ing and singing, and at the end of the tun­nel, I saw the ocean with some ducks swim­ming on it. It was sun­set and the rain was falling, wash­ing away the snow on the ground. I remem­ber wish­ing I had a cam­era with me before I woke up.
Wouldn’t it be cool if you could cap­ture your dreams with a cam­era? It would put Hol­ly­wood out of busi­ness.

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  1. You heard the clock radio this morn­ing. They were talk­ing about the weath­er and snow in Geor­gian Bay. So you weren’t dream­ing. And it’s been kind of crazy on and off in Strat­ford as well. Go away snow!!!! :)
    And a hap­py (if not weird) dream. Yipee :)

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