Welcome back to Haiku Monday, where Fish Hack finally is back after a vacation. And just what do outdoor writers choose as the get-away-from-the-toils-of-work location?
We go sit in other people’s cubicles. You know, just to get away from the grind.
Vacation do’s, don’ts:/Do break ties to the office./Don’t fish…That’s like work.
For Haiku Monday virgins, this is when Fish Hack busts a few non-rhymes about the outdoors in the form of bad Japanese poetry. That’s because good Japanese poetry is harder.
Spent eight days in the steam room known as Pennsylvania, visiting Hack’s East Coast family and over-indulging in just about everything imaginable.
Lessons learned?
No. 1 – Lake Erie no longer is on fire. Actually, it was the Cuyahoga River in Cleveland that burned in the 1970s, not Lake Erie. But Urban Myths survive and thrive in blogs, so there you go.
No. 2 – It rains daily in PA. When it’s not raining, it’s only 87 percent humidity. Even bald guys get frizzy in that.
No. 3 – Smart people don’t appreciate stupid haikus.
Family members gape/At thought of Haiku Monday./Hack’s disowned. Again.
No. 4 – It costs $35 to buy two sandwiches, two bagels and a fruit cup at the Denver airport. They could at least have given me a chance to relax first.
No. 5 – One blog alone isn’t enough to qualify the entire trip as a tax deduction. So look at Thursday’s Oregon Outdoors section for a story on a non-burning lakes as a travel piece, expensive airport fare as a dining column and humidity-friendly hair do’s as a trend story.
Gotta feed the beast/Fake Uncle Sam on taxes./Hope Feds don’t read this.
