BlogHer 2010: Haikus From A Man...

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Metropolis screams.

Infinite colors abound.

Vagina Power.

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Plethora of shoes.

Endless cavalcade of swag.

Where the fuck am I?

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Timid, cautious, shy.

Alone in a sea of boobs.

Testicles now ascended.

Comments

  1. RyanAugust 7, 2010 at 6:56 PM

    Hey you've just described me when I'm at work in the office, the only guy with 8 women....scary!!

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  2. MrsBlogAlotAugust 7, 2010 at 9:46 PM

    May the force be with you. (-:

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  3. Kevin McKeeverAugust 8, 2010 at 11:26 AM

    Wait? Your wife let you bring your testicles? Damn, I hate your headband-wearin', Col. Sanders' bearded bad ass even more.

    All my love - K

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  4. UnknownAugust 8, 2010 at 6:02 PM

    Holy crap, that sounds more than a little intimidating...

    And you live in a house of women, we are a house of men - event the dogs are all boys here!

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  5. SurprisedMomAugust 8, 2010 at 7:59 PM

    Sorry you were terrified. It will be all better soon.

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  6. Sue WilkeyAugust 8, 2010 at 8:23 PM

    Best. Talk-bubble caption. Ever.

    Hope you had fun!!! see ya again next year!!!!!!

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  7. Annie (Lady M) xAugust 9, 2010 at 5:51 AM

    Bobbing around on a sea of boobs sounds like quite good fun. It's a bit like stage-diving but softer.

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  8. MikeAugust 9, 2010 at 9:21 AM

    This perfectly demonstrates a fine line between a wet dream and a fucking nightmare.

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  9. UnknownAugust 9, 2010 at 9:31 AM

    You're in heaven and you know it!

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  10. SabreenaAugust 9, 2010 at 12:50 PM

    At least your testicles survived and you didn't choke on all of the additional estrogen in the air. Props to you for being man enough to attend an event with "her" at the end of it. Hope you had fun and got in some great networking.

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  11. Aspen Real LifeAugust 9, 2010 at 12:51 PM

    If you can do that you can do anything! I loved meeting you and look forward to reading your posts. In the meantime, there is a photo of you and a link back to your blog at http://aspenreallife.com.

    Stay connected!

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  12. ChrisAugust 9, 2010 at 1:43 PM

    I'm no Haiku expert, but to fit the 5-7-5 format, in the last Haiku you need to change "testicles" to "nuts".

    Otherwise, hilarious.

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  13. jodifurAugust 9, 2010 at 8:36 PM

    Oh shut up, you loved it, and you know it.

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  14. San Diego MommaAugust 9, 2010 at 11:27 PM

    Unfurl your testicles.
    We all thought your Fuck Valentine's Day diatribe was awesome.
    Or at least I did.

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  15. Michael from dadcation.comAugust 11, 2010 at 2:47 AM

    Glad I met you!

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  16. Meg at the Members LoungeAugust 12, 2010 at 10:12 AM

    Jason, I love your haiku. You were in one of the writing session at BlogHer, I jotted your blog down; glad I did! Very funny stuff!

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  17. emmaAugust 14, 2010 at 11:40 PM

    Rolling on the floor, absolutely rolling.

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  18. MomAugust 24, 2010 at 10:55 PM

    Educators would call this poetry.
    Certainly does describe what you saw and felt at that Bloggers' Convention.
    Another milestone, son.
    Congrats!

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