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The corner of an old church (or was it a theatre)? Campbell Street, Hobart. September 2010.

In the interests of brevity, here are thirty questions with one word responses!

1. Where is your ~~cell~~ mobile phone? Desk

2. Describe your ~~boyfriend/girlfriend~~ wife? Magnificent!

3. Your hair? Brown

4. Your mother? Franny

5. Your father? BAH!

6. Your favourite item? Hmmmm

7. Your dream last night? Sex

8. Your favourite drink? Juice

9. Your dream car? Automaton

10. The room you are in? Bright

11. Your ex? Who?

12. Your fear? Forgotten

13. What do you want to be in 10 years? Calm

14. Who did you hang out with last night? Missus

15. What you're not? Starry-eyed

16. The last thing you did? Type

17. What are you wearing? Corduroy

18. Your favourite book? Countless

19. The last thing you ate? Apple

20. Your life? Duty

21. Your mood? Intemperate

22. Your friends? Select

23. What are you thinking about right now? Thighs

24. Your car? None

25. What are you doing at the moment? Thinking

26. Your summer? Beaches

27. What is on your TV? Lola

28. When is the last time you laughed? Today

29. Last time you cried? Before

30. School? Gone

If you're into it, blog your own!

Comments

Roddy said…

Are hyphenated words singular or plural?

14 September 2010 at 19:11

Unknown said…

That building looks more like the seamen's mission. Is it down near all those new places in Wapping? Maybe not the seamen's mission, but some kind of mission.

14 September 2010 at 22:18

Carola said…

Interesting photo! Thanks for your comment on my blog. I answered this questions there.

14 September 2010 at 23:09

ratatouille's archives said…

Hi! Kris,
What an interesting photograph and quote...nice!

Kris said, In the interests of brevity, here are thirty questions with one word responses!

Two words?!?
LOL! and Wow!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee

14 September 2010 at 23:58

Kris McCracken said…

Roddy, certain words and phrases tend to evolve from separation to linkage, once fused, I count them as singular.

Linda, it is on the corner of Campbell and Cresswells Row. It is listed as "7 Campbell Street", and I guess it is Wapping.

Carola, well done!

DeeDee, never!

16 September 2010 at 09:36

Roddy said…

Thank you my son. I too.

17 September 2010 at 16:31

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

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

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.

This will hurt me...

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