Haiku #212 - Bus Fashion

we are making a 
bus travel fashion statement
the pic says it all

Nicole, left, and Nathaly, right, sporting the In the Heights national tour bus uniform

And yes, in case you were wondering, I was wearing a Heights zippy sweatshirt, capri-length sweats, and hot pink Sperry topsiders... I'm counting the shoes as my bold accessory also, owing to their color.

Haiku #211 - Artsy Rest Stop

Interstate 80

outside Iowa City

an artsy rest stop:

One of several quotation sculptures from prominent people with ties to Iowa.
Note to self: Misspellings in sculptures are forever (...Meredith Willson with 2 Ls)

Haiku #158 - Wifi (or Not)

when watching movies

on bad wifi connection

don't choose a myst'ry!

Our bus has wifi, but it isn't usually fast enough to watch videos streaming.  I spent a long time yesterday trying, with limited success, to indulge my new addiction to Foyle's War during our bus ride to Macomb, IL.  We have a show here tonight, then on to Columbia, MO and Fayetteville, AR!

Haiku #152-4 - Sonnet

I've missed a posting a few days recently, so today, I will catch you up with a haiku each from Kurt, Cherie, and me, and a sonnet for good measure.  This is how we entertain ourselves during long bus trips.  Missouri overnight tonight, then Friday and Saturday nights, shows in Lincoln, NE!

I spy with my eye

something red and crescent-shaped

it is on the bus

-Cherie

(Yes, we played "I spy" via text-haikus.  Incidentally, it was the red handle to the escape hatch at the top of the bus.)

the Midwest is big

Haikus can get lost out here

free-range syllables

-Kurt

in this vast prairie

haikus turn into sonnets

that'll shut us up

-me

Sonnet #1 - Ode to Brilliant Friends

A long day on the bus I feared could cause

a numbing of the mind and of the ass.

I greeted six a.m. with no applause

And soon my phone began to me harass.

As if alarm had not been pain enough,

The texts began to pile up thick and deep.

Kurt and Cherie were riffing off the cuff, 

A clear result of brains on little sleep.

The bus's wheels went on their countless rounds

As Thursday's sun arrived to the Midwest

No subject for haiku was out of bounds

In fact, I think we wrote some of our best. 

The moral - brilliant friends will help you find:

The bus will numb the ass but not the mind.

Haiku #116 - Scramble and Other Addictive Apps

Cherie and Uke-snavi, right, and Kurt, left, probably playing Scramble
Bryan carefully navigates the bus down a snowy highway

all day on the bus
worthy Scramble opponents 
help to pass the time


We are Somehwere in Ohio, heading to our overnight stop on the way to the weekend's shows in Lexington, KY.  Snowing all day.  Our bus driver, Bryan, is getting us to our destination steadily, if a little slower than planned.  This long ride is helping me solidify my new addiction to Scramble on my phone.  I've been playing all day with my usual suspects, Kurt and Cherie (with occasional breaks for cribbage), and Perry and Greer have also challenged me to a game.  Time to get some actual work done for the rest of the trip...

Haiku #114 - Deja Vu

rest stop deja vu

have we been here once before?

i know these toilets.

Sure enough, we did pass through the same place - once again in upstate New York, this time in Elmira for 2 nights.  

Haiku #67 - Many the Miles

have you ever gone
fifteen hundred miles by bus
in one week? I have.

Haiku #37 - Peeing on the Bus, again

peeing on the bus
involves an obstacle course
of sleeping bodies

Haiku #24 - Peeing on the Bus

peeing on the bus
for emergencies only
no pooping allowed

The View in the Loo