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'cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another hungry mouth to feed... in the ghetto


So this morning I say to Henry, "you know that the bruise on your cheek makes you look a little like a young Mel Gibson in the first Mad Max movie", and he's all like "whatchutalkinboutwillis", and I'm smirking and ask him where he's picked up the Diff'rent Strokes reference, but he's keeping stum and playing it cool like.

So we're circling like lions over a carcass and I tell him that maybe it's a young Mel Gibson in Tim that I'm thinking of and he shoots me a glare that'd cut diamonds and I'm figuring "game, set and match" and strut off like Mick Jagger right after the first chorus of Brown Sugar at the Hollywood Bowl in the early seventies, 'cos, you know, I've just put Gary Coleman Junior in his place an' all.

But he ain't havin' none of that and comes at me with a broken whiskey bottle (or maybe it's a banana), and it's on. So we're rolling 'round the floor and there's stools gettin' knocked over and lego piercing into my side. I had his arms pinned, but then he bit my nose like that dude in Midnight Express and I scream and Ezra's like:

and that's when we realised that it was all a bit stupid, dusted ourselves off, shook hands like gentlemen, and went off to Play Group.

Jus' another day rollin' in the hood.

Comments

Julie said…
Great fun, Kris!

Good character shot of Ezra.
Anonymous said…
I got reason why do you love your sons, they are so cute..
Dina said…
When I got down to Ezra's expression I cracked up. This is hilarious post.
So glad the "black eye" you had me worried about is not as bad as I imagined.
Nice to see you have been lurking in the fun History Blog.
Priyanka Khot said…
U make having kids.... so much of fun. :-)
Anonymous said…
Ah - that's the life!

Thanks for leaving the comment on my Sibiu photo blog. I left a detailed answer to your question there, but in brief - Capital of Culture is (I think) an EU thing, cities are announced several years in advance and get money to tart up and develop existing and new culture. Glasgow was Capital of Culture in 1990 and it transformed the place.
USelaine said…
How, in your relatively brief life, have you managed to absorb so much American pop culture from my childhood?!
Kala said…
very cute posting! The kids must add some nice balance in your life!

I can't imagine how busy you must be!
Kris McCracken said…
Julie, he is indeed quite a character. The only sane one in the house at the moment!

Hendrawan, they are cute, even when they are yelling at me.

Dina, I try not to lurk, but sometimes have to remind myself to comment. The bruise on the cheek has darkened up a little in the meantime, but isn’t too bad.
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, occasionally we have a laugh, between all of the fighting and tears.

Jackie, I like the idea of a ‘Capital of Culture’, we only have the ‘tidy town’ award here. Burnie won it once and is still gloating about it!

USelaine, I think that the start of it was sleeping with the radio on. And then having parents that both worked (thus easy access to the TV). I quite like America, it is such a huge place that can cater to any desire that you might have (good or bad). It gets bad press, as it’s easy to bag the big guy. I always laugh when people say “Americans don’t understand irony” when I think about all of the comedians, musicians, filmmakers, poets and writers that beautifully and deftly demonstrate that plenty do.

A lot of people don’t understand the folly of generalising about 400 million people and the most diverse group of cultures and lifestyles on Earth! There may be a touch of irony there.

Kala, balance? I’m not sure. They’re pretty much the entire focus right now. But maybe I needed some focus in my life. Things were kind of just meandering along up to now.

Busy isn’t the word!
sam said…
hehehe boys will be boys, no matter how old they get! Max (56) and Ian (29) still wrestle and carry on like 5 year olds when Ian visits PE, although these days Max is often heard to say "mind my glasses!" And BTW Mel Gibson should be so lucky, those big blue eyes are hard to beat!

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