Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Go Girl

I just love this story. I would love to have been a fly on the wall in whatever hole these two idiots crawled into after getting taken out by a 15-year-old girl.

IDIOT # 1: (nose swollen and bleeding) "Whad da fug was dad?!"

IDIOT #2: (rubbing shoulder and walking around trying to shake off the dull ache in his balls) "I dunno man, maybe some kind of superhero. Y'know, like Cat Woman, or Super Woman?"

IDIOT #1: "Well, dads the lass dime I'm listening do one of your bride ideas, you fug!"

IDIOT #2: "How the fuck was I supposed to know the kid could fight!"

IDIOT #1: "Nex dime, leds juss pick someone older, K?"

IDIOT #2: "But not someone with a walker. Those things are lethal, man."

Friday, January 27, 2006

At last, a story I can proudly post on both my blogs

Apparently, some dude is developing a "smart" poetry fridge magnet . They're not available yet, but they look like a sure fire way to get me out of my poetry doldrums. On the other hand, I think I'd get bored with writing poetry in front of the fridge pretty quickly. Not hungry, but bored.

[via Engadget]

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

American Idol, Canadian Hero? I think not.

I don't know what came over me, but this evening, I watched about 15 minutes of American Idol. But I forgive myself. I'm cured. I honestly don't understand why people watch the show, especially these early audition rounds. But what I don't understand even more is how the judges (what are their names again?) sit through days and days of idiots trying to sing bad pop songs. I think I would turn suicidal after a few days of it. And they're into what, year four? You couldn't pay me enough.

I'm dead serious.

Last night, I watched for several hours as my fellow Canadians elected a Conservative minority government. New minority government, different party. The only thing that has really changed is the name of the leader. How long will this parliament will last? Two years, tops. Just in time for another Quebec referendum.

Maybe I'll go back to watching American Idol after all.

Thursday, January 12, 2006


Breast feathers veil
clasping feet
snow lightly as down
You, jay, perch in a willow
look straight ahead
look side to side
ready to fly into
grey sky in an instant
but you wait there
like a camera shy model
until the lens is pointed elsewhere

Thursday, January 05, 2006

RIP, Irving Layton

One of Canada's great poets has died at the age of 93. He'd been suffering from Alzheimer's disease for many years and so hadn't written anything for a very long time. But when you speak of the great Canadian poets, he was near the top--if not at the top--of the list.

The CBC website is running a good obit.
Also, visit the Irving Layton website.

I was never a huge fan of his writing--prefering the simpler (and to my mind more elegant) work of Fred Cogswell, and the more subtle humour of Al Purdy--but I have to admit that he paved the way for so many of today's fine young Canadian poets.

In recent memory, Maurice Richard (hockey player) and Pierre Trudeau (former PM) both recieved lavish state funerals at Montreal's Notre Dame Cathedral attended by numerous dignitaries. For both, there were long line-ups to file pass their caskets. Somehow, I doubt a mere poet will rate such treatment.