Week 1023: T minus 5-7-5 — Haiku for Mars (Invite-style)

*We are smart and dumb.
We invent cellphones, then drop
Them in the toilet.*

*In an effort to keep us interested in a program that no longer has a
moon-mission program or even any rockets to send astronauts into space,
NASA has invited the public to send a poem to Mars. The agency plans to
send up a DVD containing three contest-winning haiku
on the new
MAVEN spacecraft that’s scheduled to head for the Martian atmosphere in
November (not sure if the Little Green Folks have Blu-Ray yet). And we
figured that we wouldn’t be stepping on NASA’s moon boots if we hitched
a ride on this contest, since you /know/ that what we’ll pick doesn’t
have a chance in the universe of being sent into space.

*This week: Write one or more humorous haiku that will greet the
Martians or share a little nugget of what life is like on Earth, *as in
the example above by Pulitzer Prize-winning Toilet Haiku Poet Gene
Weingarten. NASA totally omits mention of what it means by haiku, but we
will use the broadest possible definition, sure to infuriate the
poetry-lovers who are already seething at the very phrase “humorous
haiku”: Five syllables on the first line. Seven syllables on the second
line. Five syllables on the third line. Breaking a word over two lines
doesn’t tend to be very clever.

Winner gets the Inkin’ Memorial,

the Lincoln-statue bobblehead that is the official Style Invitational
trophy. Second place receives a greenish bottle in the shape of a man’s
torso (he is wearing a glass Speedo) that is filled with a swirl of
green and white sand. You know, because. We’re pretty sure that this
fine sculpture was made on Mars, but it was donated by Loser Nan Reiner,
who lives on Earth, or at least Alexandria.

*Other runners-up *win their choice of a yearned-for Loser Mug

or the ardently desired Grossery Bag
Honorable mentions get a lusted-after Loser magnet
First Offenders receive a smelly, tree-shaped air “freshener” (FirStink
for their first ink). E-mail entries to /losers@washpost.com
/ or fax to 202-334-4312. Deadline is
Monday, June 3; results published June 23 (online June 20). No more than
25 entries per entrant per week. Include “Week 1023” in your e-mail
subject line or it might be ignored as spam. Include your real name,
postal address and phone number with your entry. See contest rules and
guidelines at wapo.st/inviterules . The
subhead for this week’s honorable mentions is by Tom Witte; the
alternative headline in the “next week’s results” line was suggested by
both Tom Witte and Stephen Dudzik. Join the lively Style Invitational
Devotees group on Facebook at /on.fb.me/invdev ./

*Report from Week 1019, in which we asked for ideas for what to do during Screen-Free Week, in
which people were encouraged to put away their electronic devices — ones
with screens, anyway.

Remarkably, the Empress received only one entry
via snail mail, from Dave Prevar of Annapolis. No ink for Dave, because
the E couldn’t figure out how to open an envelope.

*The winner of the Inkin’ Memorial*

Turn your head sideways and smile to show people when you’re joking.
/(Art Grinath, Takoma Park, Md.) /

*2.* *Winner of the edible six-inch gummi rat: *Invent a non-electronic
version of Words With Friends that you can play with your family. /(Josh
Feldblyum, Philadelphia)/

*3.* Instead of the kids playing Angry Birds on the iPad, have Grandpa
teach them how to shoot real birds with a BB gun like he did when he was
their age. /(Keith Waites, Frederick, Md.)/

*4.* Actually laugh out loud. /(Andy Bassett, New Plymouth, New Zealand;
Art Grinath)/

*Electronix: honorable mentions*

Get a Sharpie and collaboratively edit and update the encyclopedia at
your local library. /(Kevin Dopart, Washington)/

Take turns calling up people you barely know and tell them what you had
for breakfast. /(Neal Starkman, Seattle) /

Call it “The Hunger Game”: Give the kids a corded phone and the number
to the local pizza place. First one to figure out what a phone jack is
gets to eat. /(Danielle Nowlin, Woodbridge, Va.)/

Buy enough copies of your local newspaper that you can cut out and send
that one interesting article to all your friends. /(Josh Feldblyum)/

Catch four robins, then set up a slingshot just outside a pig farm.
/(Ras-I Ehl, Bear, Del.)/

Family members can quiz one another about which number corresponds to a
specific Verizon channel. The winner chooses the first show to view as
soon as the week is over. /(Larry Carnahan, Arlington, Va.) /

Compulsively check your slide rule every five minutes during meetings.
/(Kevin Dopart)/

Spend a week bantering with the family, as everyone, even the littlest
kid, fires off impossibly witty, culturally allusive repartee that
sounds if it were written by Ivy League-educated twenty-somethings.
It’ll be just like TV!/(Rob Huffman, Fredericksburg, Va.)/

When you can’t remember where you’ve seen that actor before, fly to
Hollywood and ask around. /(Gary Crockett, Chevy Chase, Md.) /

Remove the innards from an old electronic device you stopped using this
week, disassemble and sort the software inside, and string the 0’s into
a lovely necklace. /(Dick Barnes, Washington)/

Instead of texting your wife, string two cans together and talk. After
all, she’s only in the next room. /(William Joyner, Chapel Hill, N.C.,
whose only other Invite ink came 12 years ago) /

Encourage your kids to go outside by reminding them that there are lots
of places other than the Internet to get misinformation about
sex./(Kevin Dopart)/

If you get lost while driving, there’s no need for GPS: Just follow the
first pizza delivery car you see back to Domino’s. You’ll still be lost,
but hey, pizza! /(Susan Geariety, Menifee, Calif.)/

Rediscover the charm of the written word. Like my charming collection of
’80s Penthouse Forums. /(Ward Kay, Vienna, Va.) /

Ladies, all you need to rekindle (ha ha, just a little Screen-Free Week
humor) your marriage is a high stool! Position the stool directly in
front of the darkened big-screen TV hanging on hubby’s man-cave wall —
he will be staring at this spot already, with a dazed expression. He’ll
note the movement in his field of vision and see you, although a
reintroduction may be necessary. (“ESPN has middle-aged women reporters
now?”) /(Rob Huffman) /

Collect dust from the bookshelves, board games and LP racks and make
custom stuffed animals. (/Stephen Dudzik, Olney, Md.)/

Buy a price-sticker gun and a roll of stickers. Draw “thumbs up” icons
on the stickers. Go around the neighborhood and “like” things. (/Gary
Crockett) /

Practice driving without talking on a cellphone: Feel the novel
sensation of traveling faster than half the posted speed limit, while
staying between the lines! /(Tom Witte, Montgomery Village, Md.) /

Well, today we have soccer practice, hockey practice, language tutoring,
SAT prep class, science fair project, fill out Sidwell Friends
kindergarten application . . . . /(Mark Raffman, Reston, Va.)/

Instead of relying on your smartphone to calculate an 18 percent tip,
simply take the pre-tax total and divide by 5.55556 in your head.
/(Trevor Kerr, Chesapeake, Va.)/

Finally make that scrapbook of all your family photos: Tape your camera
memory card to a sheet of decorative paper. /(Danielle Nowlin) /

Try experiencing Third World screen-free challenges, like malaria.
/(Kevin Dopart)/

And Last: Mail a letter to your son in Chantilly asking him to FedEx you
the Style Invitational contest. When it arrives, compose a few entries
on the 1956 Royal Magic Margin typewriter you got for high school
graduation in 1961 and kept all these years even though your wife begged
you to sell it on eBay. Take your document to Kinko’s and fax it to
202-334-4312. Three weeks later, when it’s no longer Screen-Free Week,
you can check at washingtonpost.com/styleinvitational to learn that,
once again, you’re inkless. /(the almost never inkless Chris Doyle,
Kihei, Hawaii)/

*Still running — deadline Monday night — is our contest to compare or
contrast any two items from our wacky list. See bit.ly/invite1022
. *

*Next week’s results: Colt Following,* or *And . . . They’re Offspring!
* our eighth annual “grandfoals” contest in which you got to breed any
two of the winning and Losing foals “bred” four weeks earlier from a
list of Triple Crown-eligible horses.