Skip to main content

Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.


It can be hard to escape Mount Wellington here in Hobart, especially when you have a halfway decent zoom on your camera!

Some things on my mind of late:

1: I don't know who Lindsey Lohan is. I assume that she is famous. Perhaps she is in the movies.

2: I'm not sure what an A-Rod is, but I'm not surprised that Madonna has had one down her pants. Let's face it though, what hasn't been down that well-trod path?

3: Can we finally stop hearing about Heath Ledger?

4: I miss Richard Pryor.

5: I like hot chips.
Labels:

Comments

Miles McClagan said…
Lindsay Lohan is Firecrotch

You really don't need to know much more than that

And definitely don't buy the album
28 February 2009 at 11:16
Colette Amelia said…
Kris I am so happy to hear that other people just aren't in the loop...And you are younger than me so it isn't an age thing...

why do these things matter to others?

I miss Richard and I also miss George Carlin. Chips are great but I must lose 20 lbs for the next son's wedding in July...so no chips for me!
28 February 2009 at 12:00
KL said…
Seems like celebrity news are big time on news there now for some reasons!? I have absolutely no idea why, but seems like all over the world news are becoming like this - celebrity news!!!!!!!!!!!!!
28 February 2009 at 12:39
kylie said…
you could write a poem on cheese. it is is niche that needs to be filled

k
28 February 2009 at 13:31
whirligigdaisy said…
I miss Tim Russert. I don't watch "Meet the Press" anymore. . .

I also miss those "The Power of Cheese" commercials. They made me laugh. And that is a tough thing to do.
28 February 2009 at 14:36
blackie said…
Hey Kris do you listen to poetica on radio national (yes i am a granny)? Today's poet was Joanne Burns, a fan of list poems. Her writing reminded me of yours a bit. Think they do a podcast of the show.

I'm disturbed by the term firecrotch, used by miles. I hope I can unlearn it.
28 February 2009 at 15:48
USelaine said…
I think Lindsay Lohan actually started out in Disney movies as a kid. The only thing I've ever seen her in was the Prairie Home Companion movie, as the daughter of Meryl Streep. So yeah, an actress. The publicity I can do without.
28 February 2009 at 20:45
Anonymous said…
I used to see Benny Hill on cable and then watched them all the second time around and then they substituted something and I still miss the Benny Hill show. I don't know any of the new people like I am unaware what cars look like Fords and which are Chevys. I no longer care if my hair is parted or my pants are on backwards as long as I can get them down.

Life at almost 74 deserves some latitude.
1 March 2009 at 02:59
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, so she's literally embraced Elvis' notion of Burnin' Love?
1 March 2009 at 06:37
Kris McCracken said…
Colette, Carlin is missed here too. I do like Louis C.K. though, and he's not too old.

Last night I switched the news off when they gave three minutes to a dress that Obama's wife wore. "OMG, no sleeves!"

Stop the presses indeed.
1 March 2009 at 06:39
Kris McCracken said…
KL, it's not even like they concentrate on talented celebrities!
1 March 2009 at 06:41
Kris McCracken said…
Kylie, you've given me an idea!
1 March 2009 at 06:47
Kris McCracken said…
Whirligigdaisy, "Meet the Press" hosted by Hulk Hogan, that's what the world needs!
1 March 2009 at 06:49
Kris McCracken said…
Blackie, I have had bad experiences meeting poets in person. That could just the the UTas English Department though.

I am intrigued by what it is that disturbs you about the concept of a 'firecrotch'? Dare I ask the Pauline Hanson question?

I am interpreting it as someone with some nasty inflammation in their nether-regions. Is Ms Lohan a readhed perhaps? Maybe that's what it means.

Celebrity news is the single area in life that I wear my ignorance as a badge of pride.
1 March 2009 at 06:53
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, she has very much passed me by.

Unless they've been on Sesame Street lately, I'm bound to have missed it.

That R'n'B bloke that bashed that R'n'B sheila was in the news and I'm, "is that the guy who was singing about traffic signs with Elmo?"

Elmo would not be impressed with that kind of carry on.
1 March 2009 at 06:57
Kris McCracken said…
Pat and Abe, they don't show Benny Hill around here any more. It upsets Germaine Greer.

I think that 74 deserves latitude too.
1 March 2009 at 06:58
Sue said…
Kris, I am sure you know more about all this than you realise. People these days know lots more than they want to as the media saturates the airwaves with unnecessary trivia about unnecessary trash! I know I know far more than I really want to because my brain just soaks up a lot of crap without me wanting it to. It's like when a really awful song comes on the radio and you realise you know every word, even though you have always hated the damn thing!
I have tickets to see Cheech and Chong in April. I hope they are still as funny as I thought they were in the 70's...and it was nothing to do with all those hallucinogens that may or may have not been taken then!!!!!
1 March 2009 at 07:40
Richard O. Cheek said…
Don't forget the unforgettable "Ode on the Mammoth Cheese Weighing over 7,000 Pounds" by James McIntyre
1 March 2009 at 10:35
Baino said…
I relented and had hot chips yesterday. God they were magnificent. You remind me of me when I had toddlers . . a wasteland without Hollywood gossip. Far too busy with Play School and obsessing about which window would be looked through that day.
1 March 2009 at 10:47
Unknown said…
I love that you don't know who Lohan is. Good for you! A-Rod comment: priceless, I love it!

Mark and I miss Richard Pryor also.
1 March 2009 at 15:19
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, I wonder if Dave will be at Cheech and Chong?

Wasn't Tommy in prison for selling bongs?
1 March 2009 at 18:05
Kris McCracken said…
Richard, I'm going to look that one up right now.
1 March 2009 at 18:06
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, if I wasn't already married, and the state allowed it, I'd marry hot chips.
1 March 2009 at 18:07
Kris McCracken said…
Thiên, do you know Ms Lohan?
1 March 2009 at 18:08
Anonymous said…
That's the Wellington I remember seeing in 1970, only she was covered in snow then.
25 March 2009 at 06:42
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, there wouldn't have been the viewing platform, surely!
25 March 2009 at 08:39
Anonymous said…
Nor those great towers either, if I remember correctly.
27 March 2009 at 18:35
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it was no doubt before they invented television or radio.
30 March 2009 at 09:14
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral
5 comments
Read more

There was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong.

Here is a self portrait. I’m calling it Portrait of a lady in a dirty window . Shocking, isn’t it? However, it is apt! Samhain , Nos Galan Gaeaf , Hop-tu-Naa , All Saints , All Hallows , Hallowmas , Hallowe'en or HALLOWEEN . It’s Theme Thursday and we’re talking about the festivals traditionally held at the end of the harvest season. Huh? No wonder Australians have trouble with the concept of HALLOWEEN. For the record, in my thirty-two L O N G years on the planet, I can’t say I’ve ever seen ghosts ‘n goblins, trick ‘n treaters or Michael Myers stalking Tasmania’s streets at the end of October. [That said, I did once see a woman as pale as a ghost turning tricks that looked like Michael Myers in late November one time.] Despite the best efforts of Hollywood, sitcoms, and innumerable companies; it seems Australians are impervious to the [ahem] charms of a corporatized variant of a celebration of the end of the "lighter half" of the year and beginning of the "darke
38 comments
Read more

In dreams begin responsibilities.

A life at sea, that's for me, only I just don't have the BREAD. That's right, Theme Thursday yet again and I post a photo of a yacht dicking about in Bass Strait just off Wynyard. The problem is, I am yet again stuck at work, slogging away, because I knead need the dough . My understanding is that it is the dough that makes the BREAD. And it is the BREAD that buys the yacht. On my salary though, I will be lucky to have enough dough or BREAD for a half dozen dinner rolls. Happy Theme Thursday people, sorry for the rush.
36 comments
Read more