Equinox Haiku Orgy

This is crazy time
Batshit can be loads of fun!
I am the walrus

 

Pat is the walrus
His tusks are not just for show
Blood waters clover

Hot coconut bras
Nasty, juicy maracas
Make me dance funny

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Convicts do the jive
Baby shake your tail feather
The tail feather is!

The cat hides at night
He is the kitten savior
Shatner loves his pussy

(image: BitchBuzz, Flickr)

Haiku are always so strange.  Sometimes they flow with a perfect rhythm and other times they fall like a brick dropped on a pile of dog shit.  Since these were all created via some communal-mind, addled by copious amounts of coffee, I think I can overlook some of the defects.  After all, it delivered perhaps the Greatest Shatner Haiku of all time.  That counts for a lot.

-BRP

For The Love Of Coffee

Sorry for the interruption of posting.  Back into the grind now and I’ve got quite a backlog of material!  Cheerio and all that.

I was wrong
I was wrong… NOT
I was wrong, not prolapsed
Prolapsed?  I was robbed!
Tea-bagging?  I was robbed!
Tea-bagging – he did it and robbed
Tea-bagging ~ we did it to Bob
Tea-bagging ~ we did it to get a response
Tea-bagging ~ we did it to get a job
Coffee percolating ~ they did it to keep their job
They did it to percolate coffee
They did it to percolate love
They did it to percolate in my love
They filtered it to percolate in my love
They filtered it to assassinate my love
They assassinated my love!
They assassinated love!
John Tesh assassinated love!
John Tesh assassinated
John Tesh

Assassin? (pic swiped from The Johnny Foreigner)

This particular piece of surreal oddness is very special.  It features the handiwork of one of Thursday Night Coffee’s founding members – Jon Mikel! – on a return visit from the land of maple syrup.  He and Colleen came out to visit and convert the heathens to the Way of Comics.  I think they did a fine job.  They’re safely back in the embrace of Vermont now, but at least we got to see them for a bit.

That’s all for now.  Cheers!

-BRP

Let’s get it on

This is a joint venture, although very few actual drugs were involved.  Caffeine, mostly.  For well over ten years, my insane friends and I have set aside Thursday night as coffee night – even when it’s Wednesday.  This time has been used for many purposes:

• Art projects
• Conspiracy plotting
• Political discussion
• Gossip (personal & imaginary)
• Simple social interaction

and most often,

• Surrealist games!

In my next post, I will post a sample of some of our collaborative work.  Just to give an idea of what kind of madness we get up to.  Maybe I’ll post up some pics, some video, some audio… who knows?

In general, I don’t know what the hell we’ll use this blog for.  I just know that it’s long past due that we put something here.  It could be a useful repository of our work, or just a place to blather on about nothing in particular.

If you are a former “Thursday Nighter”, please post a comment somewhere in here – or at least drop me a line.  I miss you and love you all, as my close and personal friends.  Word.

Likewise, if you have any suggestions for entertaining things to do with this blog, feel free to harass me with your superior insights.  I’m always prepared to bend over backwards to please anonymous harpies with no tact.  Uh, I mean, your advice would be greatly appreciated.  Thank you.

-BRP