I get weird looks when I order from Burger King:

In the beginning of the month, my snack drawer inspired me to write a Haiku about a lonely ramen. Now, my snack drawer is empty and, once again, I have been inspired:

I may not be the perfect guy
But you're the perfect girl
You may believe I've lost my mind
But I'll give you the world

I will now show you how to generate large amounts of static electricity with common household items and minimal effort. I haven't figured out any practical use for this yet, but it's fun…kind of.

My desk at work has a snack drawer. Oftentimes I sit there with it open, gazing at the helpless snacks just waiting to be consumed. And then I think, I should write a haiku about them. And so it was. A colorful haiku about those oh, so tasty ramen noodles:

Tonight I stood outside in the rain and ate an apple. I watched the lightning flash and waited for the thunder to fill the sky. My thoughts were deep, although I don't remember exactly what they were. Being out there satisfied something inside me. It made me feel better about myself and about life in general.

There are a lot of people that I enjoy interacting with on a daily basis. Some are friends, some are family, some are random strangers who I've never met before and may never meet again. Others are ones that I've only met through text in an IM window or messages through an online community.

Hypothesis

Much thought and experimentation has been accomplished in an effort to develop the following theory. For the sake of simplicity, I've converted my findings into an easy to understand mathematical formula:

Asleep alone, she lays in bed
Wrapped in covers—toe to head

Remember when we were kids and could get away with silly things like these?