It is too hot outside for me to entertain the notion of writing or even thinking rationally; however, in an odd, Jungian-like bit of synchronicity, I discovered a web page of "mullet haikus." Now I will have something mysterious and Zen-like to say to my mulleted buddy who greets me outside of Meadowlark Coffee when I make my morning coffee runs. So for all the mulleted samauris out there, and for everyone who encounters them, here are few choice mullet haiku offerings:

This super cool hair

and a bucket of chicken:

What more could I want?

I liked that foreign

legion movie so much, I

grew me one them hats

O! SQUIRREL brother,

Your tail, my hair We are one

Yet I must eat you

Lynyrd Skynyrd didn’t

win no spelling bees Who cares?

They rock the trailer

Metallica is

for first graders Nothing rocks

harder than Winger

Dogs urinate where

they so choose And so do I

Red and blue lights flash