Haiku Hopelessness

If you follow me on facebook (and I mean my real self, not Kirb Appeal.  I never check Kirb Appeal.  I have come to grips with the fact that I am not a brand, I am just a weird middle-aged white woman trying to keep up with the youngsters, which is not really working out for me), you know that I write Haiku.  Lots and lots of Haiku.  And I get a lot more responses on my haiku than I do on my posts, so I'm going to post some of my DIY Haiku and see if it generates any comments. *snort*

So here goes:

Haiku with a picture, for you visual learners:
Cats are really bad
While I am at work all day
They get into $hit.

Haiku for my little pad sander:
O little sander
You have made my life so good
Sanding all that wood

Haiku for DL:
I am glad you helped
I should not use power tools
And reaching is hard.
(For my husband who missed the first 30 minutes of the ND football game because I needed him to help me. And no, you cannot have him--he is mine.)

Here's a Haiku for all my bloggy friends:
  Aaah! Vindication!
Nate Berkus says it's alright,
I can have tchotchkes.