Love letters

Dear my little THP family,

It's been a long time. I'm sorry; we're sorry. The THP creators don't live together anymore, so it's hard to find motivation to write and edit haikus when we're not sitting next to each other on a big brown couch that sort of eats you when you sit in it. I've moved to the dirty south since, and my couch now is this terrible black pleather and it's sort of hard and you always have some kind of bar or spring poking your butt--not the best creative outlet.

Anyway, work isn't terribly stimulating this week, so I decided it was time to let the haiku project make a resurgence. That's not to imply that I'll be updating this every week--I don't know what I want this project to be, if anything, but I do really like that it's always sort of there living on the internet and I can come back to it whenever I want to.

I do check the email projecthaiku@yahoo.com frequently enough, that if you were to send us something... it would get posted eventually--so there's that.

Know that we haven't forgotten you and we still love you, we're just in sort of a kooky life place--it's called the real world and I'm not too fond of it. Rob Thomas never was either... so we have that in common.

Until next time, above are a few haikus to tide you over. Send us your pictures, art, haikus, or anything else you just generally feel is worth sharing and we will be sure to post it.

All our love,
THP