Welcome back to Haiku Monday, where Fish Hack is mailing this-here post in a day late cuz it just didn’t seem right to file on that half-century mark.
Fish Hack turns 50/OIfficial antiquity./Old, still immature.
For you few Haiku Monday virgins, this is when and where Fish Hack waxes on and off non-Brazilian style about the outdoors and whatever the hell else comes to mind, with some bad versions of old Japanese poetry tossed in as the schtick that keeps on schticking.
The over-under on Hack once was 34, but blew the doors off that after Tax Deduction No. 1 came to be.
While some have wished a happy start to the second 50, Fish Hack is still good with burning a few off the back end to enjoy the current.
Rather have more fun at 50 than eking out an extra six months deep on the back-side.
Fifty’s the new 12./Act old and you’ve lost the game./In it to win it.
Gotta live by the almost wisdom of TD#1 at the state snowboarding championships last March in Bend.
Dude is doing the big-trick event. Hack asked him just before take-off if he’s got a plan.
The 16-year-old says he might do a monster front flip, which is a competition no-no.
“I’ll get DQ’d. but I’ll win the crowd.”
He kept it legit, but the lesson’s there: Just thinking unconventionally sometimes is a a way to stay real in an odd-dude’s world.
Don’t get Haiku Day?/Then it’s not written for you./Can’t laugh at yourself?
Had an impromptu birthday party Sunday night on a houseboat on Half of Lake Shasta, when many of Hack’s better Buds penned haiku after haiku about this persona.
Most were pretty good, if not spot-on.
Hack’s buds know the schtick/Use dumb poems to make your points/’Bout what needs slamming.