There’s a meme floating around to see what the first sentence bloggers posted each month. I’m feeling like being a lazy blogger today, so I thought I’d see what mine said about my year. Then I discovered they were, with a couple of exceptions, boring. Apparently I can’t be that lazy, so I also offer you a haiku for each sentence. At least it offers variety….
January: “We rounded out the year 2005 with a quartet of movies over two days.”
Four movies were watched
during the last waning days
of the dying year.
February: “Parents in Williamson County, Tennessee, have been asked to sign an anonymous petition demanding that the classic To Kill a Mockingbird be removed.”
A classic challenged —
more parents unwilling to
let their children grow.
March: “February was a quiet book-buying month, coming on the heels as it did of the heavy book acquisitions of January (and frankly, the month was filled with Winter and Knitting Olympics — who has time to hit the bookstores properly?).”
Knitting booties and
watching sports on tv cuts
down on book buying.
April: “Happy April Fool’s Day!”
On the first day of
April would you expect a
different first line?
May: “The medals plaza has been disassembled.”
Eventually
even the lazy knitter
must finish her work.
June: “Karen took me bra shopping on Friday (this is how good a friend she is; she didn’t force me to stand under fluorescent lights in my underwear by myself).”
This sentence stands out
as being the only one
complete on its own.
July: “Several more books were finished during the second fortnight of June (the first half of the month’s reading is here), including one I acquired at the Orange County Airport.”
Vacations are a
great way to blow through a pile
of books to be read.
August: “Rudi and I are heading north on Amtrak in the morning to join friends Karen and Michael, Erica, and Erik (and maybe old college pal Mike) for An Evening with Harry, Carrie, and Garp.”
Who would miss out on
spending a sultry evening
with cool authors? Who?!
September: “The rain and wind have finally kicked in.”
Blustery weather
is a real treat. Too bad it
all came in month nine.
October: “I don’t normally root against the Mets, but I’d like to see them lose today.”
Please don’t ever ask
me to type those words again.
They pained me to say.
November: “Today marks Day 1 of NaNoWriMo.”
Thirty-five pages
is nothing to sniff at, but
just wait ’til next year.
December: “How long are candy canes good for?”
The general thought
was that candy canes may
outlast us all. Huh!