“but we were promised flying cars!” the future said.
and science replied, “would you settle for flying bikes?”
this is a haiku i wrote while living in prague called ‘mitt romney’
Perfect hair glistens
Under television lights
A great performer
“but we were promised flying cars!” the future said.
and science replied, “would you settle for flying bikes?”
Perfect hair glistens
Under television lights
A great performer
- Plonker
- Shaggy-dog-story
- Bughouse
- Donkey-lick
The reason I’m living this lackadaisical life of pajamas-until-noon is that one week from today, I will depart from Newark Liberty International Airport and fly for eight hours and thirty minutes on Polish Airlines, land in Warsaw (i.e. Poland) where I will putz around the Frédéric Chopin airport for four hours and fifteen minutes sampling pierogies and kielbasa, hoping to get some nice photos of the Polish people and their airport, and finally embarking on a one hour and fifteen minute flight to Ruzyne airport in Prague, Czech Republic, in which city I’ll spend three months and twenty-four days taking classes and traveling throughout Europe. Should be fun, no?
Not all sentences will be this long, I promise, on Prague Fall, a new blog to document my upcoming semester abroad in Prague!
