Heard some funny jargon this morning: someone on the radio was talking about not wanting to "incentivize risk"--seems ripe for use in a corporate haiku (any takers? Caroline...?)
As for me, the haiku that's waiting to come out is about a discarded cigarette butt (really just the tippy end of a cigarette--it was smoked by a very efficient smoker, or one with not much disposable income) that was smoking away in the middle of the empty road I was walking up this morning. But thoughts of housefires are interferring with that haiku.
What we need right now is water.
The picture came from the archives of a Web journal of a guy in Sydney, named Daniel Boud. I don't know anything at all about him, but let's give credit where credit is due. Here is the url for the archive: http://www.boudist.com/archive/2004/09/