
If you’re anything like me, most of your New Year’s resolutions focus on ways to impress others.
And when I say ‘others’, of course I mean rich people.
And when I say ‘rich people’, of course I mean people who are rich because they were paid handsomely for being good looking.
Every year when I look back at my resolutions for impressing rich, good-looking people, I’ve always failed to achieve two goals: 1. speak in haikus at Mensa parties; 2. get invited to Mensa parties. But this year will be different.
Speaking in haikus while commenting on random every day topics like the weather, politics, or your innocence in starting a warehouse fire is a guaranteed ticket to impressing others and moving up the social ladder. I know what you’re thinking, what if I’m not smart enough to haiku in conversation or smart enough to remember the strict syllable rules of haikus or smart enough to remember what a syllable is?
First of all, here’s a trick for remembering that a haiku contains:
5 syllables
7 syllables
5 syllables
To help you remember 5-7-5, I’ve made up a little song using the chorus melody to the ’80s hit 867-5309:
8-6-7-5-3-0-9
minus 8-6-7-4-7-3-4
equals 5-7-5
If you can remember that simple song, you’ll never forget 5-7-5. Now that you remember a haiku is 5-7-5, how do you become the sort of person smart enough to quickly think of haikus relevant to conversation? The trick is to anticipate what people are going to be talking about and prepare a haiku for every potential topic. The quantity of potential topics may intimidate you, but you might be surprised to learn 95% of human conversation revolves around the same five topics:
1. This hot weather and whether it’s hot enough for you.
2. This cold weather and whether this cold weather is as cold as last year’s cold weather.
3. Your day and how it was.
4. Celebrities and how you can’t believe they got divorced because they seemed so happy and if they can’t figure life out, what hope do the rest of us have.
5. Celebrity deaths and where you were and what you thought when you heard the news.
If my wife and I attend a Mensa party and my host asks me about my day and how it was, i.e. was it a good day or a bad day, after allowing my eyes to become misty as I stare off into the distance, I might answer:
fate smiled on my lunch
a new cheese spread I sampled
freshen my drink please
Always pause for a few beats while continuing to stare off into the distance, before breaking your concentration and announcing, “That was a haiku.” After your host is finished applauding, hand him your glass so he can freshen your drink.
When you hear about a celebrity death, quickly jot down a few relevant lines, then pretend you haven’t heard the news and throughout the day when people ask if you’ve heard Whitney Houston died, you can stare off into the distance and say:
pop golden voice pop
thrilling peaks and somber sighs
we will always love
Again, pause for a few beats while continuing to stare off into the distance, before announcing, “That was a haiku.” After the newsgiver is finished applauding, hand her your glass so she can freshen your drink.
To prepare yourself for the occasional situation when news breaks while you’re with friends and they’ll expect a quick haiku before you have a chance to prepare, you should memorize a few standby sentences that can be plugged into any commentary on bad news.
‘It makes my head hurt’ is always a good opening line when musing on tragedy.
‘Insufficient evidence’ is usually applicable.
‘Freshen my drink please’ is always a relevant close.
Amy
February 28, 2012
Mensa parties don’t
Sound that fun actually
Freshen my drink, please
The one and only time I was Freshly Pressed featured zombie haikus I wrote. Mensa still hasn’t called me, either.
The Good Greatsby
February 28, 2012
I will have to look up that zombie haiku post because I’d love to have something to read to the zombies to make them think long enough for me to escape.
Amy
February 28, 2012
It was nice knowing you, Paul.
http://fixitordeal.wordpress.com/2010/10/15/zombie-zombie-burning-bright/
pegoleg
February 29, 2012
ha ha ha!
Kathryn McCullough
February 28, 2012
The only time I was Freshly Pressed I wrote about my failed efforts to learn French. Sad, isn’t it? Guess I need to write more about failing.
The Good Greatsby
February 28, 2012
Maybe the editor who selected your post had also failed at French. If only you could find out what else that editor failed at and then fail at those same things.
Rob Rubin
February 29, 2012
The only time I was freshly pressed, I had to do it myself.
http://themainland.net/2012/02/02/i-just-freshly-pressed-myself/
susielindau
February 28, 2012
Danny loved the reference to his favorite 80’s classic!
I love the idea of going to a party where the guests don’t know you but have heard that you are a writer and then springing a couple of haikus on them. Hahaha! I don’t think I could pull it off…
The Good Greatsby
February 28, 2012
Danny’s got great taste in music.
I haven’t tried these at a party yet, but I have used them on my wife, although she’s never invited me to a party.
susielindau
February 29, 2012
You may have to bribe her….
thelifeofjamie
February 28, 2012
The Good Greatsby has
quite an imagination
I can’t haiku well
Audrey
February 28, 2012
Dang! I’ll be the rich are VERY impressed.
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
They better be impressed. I won’t accept any claims that they can’t afford to be.
Leanne Shirtliffe
February 28, 2012
Tell me, Good Greatsby
Can you write haiku without
Counting on fingers?
The Good Greatsby
February 28, 2012
Not only do I have to count on my fingers, I have to count on my fingers two or three times.
k8edid
February 28, 2012
Haikuing my way
to success seems so very
beyond me today
Lily
February 29, 2012
This post was funny.
I like the song you made up.
It is so catchy.
libraryscenes
February 29, 2012
Perhaps you could fashion a little plaque, and when done, raise it for your circle; the silent punch, “haiku, and you, please.”
A possible line for literary types, “the end, for me, meh.” clever, fun post~
Spectra
February 29, 2012
O, Great! Now I’ll have that song in my head all day!
And just when my regular Mensa meeting’s been cancelled.
The Hobbler
February 29, 2012
I think I need to start taking notes from your blog. So impressive…not your blog, my note taking. 😉
Matt Aromando
February 29, 2012
I was just thinking about how I need to practice my haiku skills, I’m so glad there is finally an easy mnemonic to get the number of syllables right.
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
Best of luck at your Mensa party.
Michael
February 29, 2012
Weather, day, celebs
I will prep haikus for all.
Thanks, oh Good Greatsby!
lynne @ gardenmad
February 29, 2012
Paul, so smart you are,
the rich will be impressed.
Freshen my drink, please.
Adrienne schmadrienne
February 29, 2012
I am impressed man
You are wicked smart homeboy
Come to my party
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
I’ll definitely be at your party. Make sure to warn the other guests to only ask me questions pertaining to the five topics above.
Jackie Cangro
February 29, 2012
Want to really impress those Mensa folks? Try speaking in iambic pentameter.
Laura
February 29, 2012
“That was a haiku” sounds a little abrupt. You might want to try somethng like:
Did you stop to count
The syllables I just spoke?
That was a haiku.
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
Brilliant. I’ll memorize that for future reference and then memorize a haiku giving you credit.
Hippie Cahier
February 29, 2012
empty frigidaire
hungry confused constables
tragic lunchroom scene
Oops, wrong post.
thegnukid
February 29, 2012
i am so sorry,
but i do not do haikus.
a character flaw?
pegoleg
February 29, 2012
There once was a blogger, intensa,
Who longed for the intelligentsia.
He spoke in haiku
(Very clever, tis true),
But it’s limerick that we use in Mensa.
Amy
February 29, 2012
And Peg wins the internet.
pegoleg
February 29, 2012
Thank you, Amy. I’d like that in size 10-12, and could you have it gift-wrapped?
Rachael Black
February 29, 2012
You are invited
To a Reno Mensa Bash
Another cocktail?
Your Haikus rock, and I totally dug the pic and your poetic and wonderfully snarky commentary.
Best I can do is above, and trust me you are missing nothing attending a Mensa party. I eschew them due to the abundance of social retardation that has permeated any I have attended. Which total 2 in 30 years.
You’ll have to excuse me, it’s time to check the obits.
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
But can you confirm that Mensa members do speak in haikus?
Rachael Black
February 29, 2012
We do. Not well as evidenced by my offering. And rarely at parties. The rich and pretty frown upon these things.
I WILL freshen your cocktail at every opportunity however, accompanied by a deviant Haiku.
magsx2
February 29, 2012
Hi,
What a great way to make sure you get a fresh drink, it’s different, unique, it would definitely work. 😀
Dana
February 29, 2012
All of the ridiculously rich and good-looking people I know only want to talk about how ridiculously rich and good-looking they are. If you’re aiming to impress these sorts of people this year, you should probably craft a few brown-nosing haikus, too. Consider yourself invited to a Mensa party, my friend. You’re welcome.
Ahmnodt Heare
February 29, 2012
My haiku did not get me out of a speeding ticket:
“You see, Your Honor,
I drove at the posted speed
Still got pulled over…”
That judge didn’t care for my artistic flair. I had to pay the fine and got 2 points taken off my license.
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
That cop must not have been a Mensa member.
frigginloon
February 29, 2012
Surely there is a goddam haiku app I can buy ???
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
There must be. Is there any app more handy and likely to be used than a haiku generator?
1pointperspective
February 29, 2012
Refresh my drink please
Don’t skimp on the booze this time
You stingy bastard
That’s a haiku (Staring off into space and listening to the applause)
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
Can you hear my applause?
1pointperspective
February 29, 2012
I had heard a sound,
Mistook it for doves aflight,
Or maybe twas gas
theunforeseeablefuture
February 29, 2012
W-R-O-N-G
THAT IS W-R-O-N-G
W-R-O-N-G
Lunar Euphoria
February 29, 2012
1. The one time I was freshly pressed was….oh wait, nevermind, that was someone else.
2. Your post made me giggle on numerous occasions. I even called someone in the room so I could read it to her. That said, as much as there is to love about this post, I must admit my favorite part is the picture of Audrey Hepburn’s cigarette holder.
The Good Greatsby
February 29, 2012
I might consider including a picture of her cigarette holder from here on out.
PCC Advantage
March 1, 2012
Get me out of here.
I’m too good for your party.
Where’s my Mensa cape?
I really feel that my haiku flows well…
Also, I like the man’s eye-patch. It shows a touch of class, no?
The Good Greatsby
March 1, 2012
An eye patch always makes you the most interesting guest at a party.
Carla
March 1, 2012
Actually, haiku deal with seasonal images with emotions and don’t have to follow the 5-7-5 rule. You have several examples of senryus here. They deal with emotions and can be silly, whimsical and fun. Your post did make me laugh, however. I’ve been around people I would beg to use a haiku instead of their boring blah blah. Your writings are fun, cleaver and you’d make a party very interesting, I’m sure of that! Here’s a senryu I wrote recently. 🙂 And, no, I am not a single old lady with tons of pets. Some random tv show gave me the idea.
dinner for two
single Jenny Craig pizza
the dog eats a cat turd
pattisj
March 1, 2012
When I read the first line, I wondered what chance any of the rest of us have. How could anyone be like you, Good Greatsby?