tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56270462011-04-21T16:41:37.031-07:00Chickee Chickston's Super Deluxe Good PoemsI'm back and bloggin' less frequently than ever, baby!Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comBlogger921100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-31147948081547237212009-01-27T19:34:00.000-08:002009-01-27T19:35:31.309-08:00i thought it was time for a new post, so here it is. See you in a few years.xoxoChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1154028584015134622006-07-27T12:27:00.000-07:002006-07-27T12:29:44.046-07:00Hey. I just got my first tattoo. I think it looks great. I'd post a photo, but I don't know how to do that on Blogspot. So I'll just tell you about it with a nice super deluxe good poem.My New TattooIt is black and redMost folks seem to think it's hotMy boss made a faceChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1153195518007840022006-07-17T21:01:00.000-07:002006-07-17T21:05:18.020-07:00Hi folks,Check out my band, The Bob and Charlottes, on MySpace.com. The URL is http://www.myspace.com/thebobandcharlottesIn honor of this band I've written a super deluxe good haiku.Haiku for The Bob and CharlottesThe Bob and CharlottesIs a super deluxe bandWaffles can't spell 'fish'xoxo,ChickeeChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1145061760352031542006-04-14T17:31:00.000-07:002006-04-14T17:42:40.363-07:00Kent Johnson has had his 15 minutes. Let's never speak of him again. My Kangaroo lives. Here's a super deluxe good poem to get things back on track:Shave That Doughnut For You, Lady?(For Slim Dubious)Sixteen words inspired by a gopher divided twenty three by four and invented the sestina.How did it happen?No one knows for sure.Some speculate that the same freaks that turned a trapeze artist into Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1140308988349235882006-02-18T16:28:00.000-08:002006-02-18T16:29:48.360-08:00Welcome to the "new" Super Deluxe Good Poems--Kent Johnson style. Please post things that Kent Johnson might say (or perhaps poems Kent Johnson might write) in the comments box.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1131298369594249392005-11-06T09:18:00.000-08:002005-11-06T09:32:51.960-08:00Here's a super deluxe good poem for your reading pleasure:My Mary OliverMy Mary Oliver has three stomachs:greater omentum, peritoneum, and kitty cat tummy.My Mary Oliver dines in plaid.Shiny misgivings notwithstanding, her words are even more true in French.My Mary Oliver loves the smell of barf.It's true--barf!My Mary Oliver doesn't want to be bartered with.She's seen The Price is Right.My Mary Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1121822862397020122005-07-19T18:24:00.000-07:002005-07-19T18:27:42.403-07:00Here's a super deluxe good poem for Lisa (thanks for asking):Gonna Adopt a Baby and Couldn't be Happier HaikuThere is a good chanceThat we'll adopt a babyBoy next month--yippppppeeeeeeeee!Lisa,Call for details.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1118943013906118802005-06-16T10:28:00.000-07:002005-06-16T10:30:13.913-07:00Check out Last Plane to Jakarta, which is a good blog from John D. of the M.G.'sThanks to Lisa for picking up on the Django thing. xoxoxo.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1118016808841779062005-06-05T17:07:00.000-07:002005-06-05T18:19:55.923-07:00I'm thinking of changing my name to Django. People can still call me Chickee, but I prefer Django, or possibly 'jang, for short. The kids at my readings might shout "Yo, 'Jang. You're the bomb (or some such). Or maybe they'll just call me DC. Or D"D"C (for Del "Django" Chickston). Yep, I'm gonna do it. Consider it done.Forgive me if this post sounded a bit like a "you can call me Ray..." routine.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1117801388761104282005-06-03T05:15:00.000-07:002005-06-03T05:23:08.766-07:00Hey Bloggies,My good friend Wade Fox has a new blog worth checking out. It's called Load of Crock. The expression "load of crock" was coined by an ex-girlfriend of mine. I don't think she realized that she was combining two perfectly good expressions into one hilarious, but meaningless expression. Kasey has more to say on this matter over at limetree. At any rate, I sure that Wade will have kmuchChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1116627535731023022005-05-20T15:15:00.000-07:002005-05-20T15:18:55.736-07:00Thanks, Cat, for the nudge in the right direction. Here's some super deluxe good flarf:Before What HappenedIn the first incidences the persons do not intentionally use the evil eye, and usually are not aware they are doing so.That's why the important thing about crayons is that they are coloredlike the rainbow.They have been there once before what happened the first time.If you have had an iguanaChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1112205337335988942005-03-30T09:55:00.000-08:002005-04-22T13:04:36.786-07:00I just found out that I'm Canadian. Yippeeee!!!!!!Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1107704788904303882005-02-06T07:38:00.000-08:002005-05-08T06:25:02.196-07:00Here's a super deluxe good poem that you can read over and over this afternoon if you want to have some non-superbowl related fun.Manipulation HaikuUpon reading thethird line of this haiku youwill read the word 'dog.'Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1107103977901367382005-01-30T08:51:00.000-08:002005-05-08T06:25:24.876-07:00Lisa's poeminating. Check it out. (Big dumb especially will find this interesting).Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1105808574028014322005-01-15T08:58:00.000-08:002005-05-08T06:25:39.903-07:00Here's two more super deluxe good poems on what could be the most prolific day I have this year:Close Enough IIHaiku by mistakeMeant to use more syllablesSestina was goalClose Enough IIIFlowers are not wordsWords are not the food of owlsOwls fly for wormsShould have stopped at threeChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1105796408484458592005-01-15T05:23:00.000-08:002005-05-08T06:26:04.590-07:00I have a confession to make: Me and Laz. were fired-up and ready to go, but when it came time to post my brand spanking new best darmned super deluxe good poem ever written I drew a major blank. So instead I pulled that untitled Jack ofAll Thing from the archives. It was written in the mid 1980's. Here's the crappy poem I wrote this morning:Crappy PoemCrappy imagery.Use of Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1105795385839235462005-01-15T04:18:00.000-08:002005-05-08T06:26:20.133-07:00FYI,Call my kangaroo "Lazarus." I'm hoppin' and ready to post.Here's a super deluxe good poem to start your weekend.Jack of allJack of allJack of allJack of allJack of allJack of allThe senseless man opens his forehead.Check out Lisa Lorenz's I Hate Solpugids.Had a great time with Cat in Boston. We didn't actually meet or anything, but it was nice knowing she was there.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1103508279066496142004-12-19T18:03:00.000-08:002005-05-08T06:26:48.553-07:00Off to Boston for the holidays; will post upon my return.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1099756216694025062004-11-06T07:46:00.000-08:002004-11-29T05:50:03.303-08:00Election Poem
Honk honk.
My kangaroo's dead.
Honk honk.
Going to hell.
Honk honk.
Honnnnnnnnnnk.
Running out of pencils.
Honnnnnnnnnnnk.
Nothin' in my pouch.
Going to hell.
honk honk.
topplin' over.
topplin along.
Poor little sad clown kangaroo never hurt no one.
honk hon hon hon h h h h (gasp) h (gasp) .
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1091904367799747122004-08-07T11:38:00.000-07:002005-05-08T06:27:23.003-07:00Here's a super deluxe good poem with a secret messge hidden inside. For exttra poetry reading fun, see if you can find it.Secret Place PoemSometimes I like to go to my secret placeand reflect on things such as love and hate.This allows me to get in touch with my thoughtsIn a special kind of way.More so, say, t.han anything I can think of.For example, more so than writing poetry or reading Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1091892172342036042004-08-07T08:21:00.000-07:002004-08-07T08:22:52.343-07:00Thanks for the suggestion, Cat. You're pretty much my blog-muse.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1091666030966247832004-08-04T17:31:00.000-07:002004-08-04T17:33:50.966-07:00Sometimes I like to pretend that Bill Marsh's site, SDPG, stands for "Super Deluxe Pood Goems.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1091650671588788762004-08-04T13:16:00.000-07:002004-08-04T13:17:51.586-07:00I'm done lurking and I've changed my template to prove it.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1091288417714844402004-07-31T08:34:00.000-07:002004-11-29T05:51:51.653-08:00Here's a Super Deluxe Good Poem to start your day.
Truckin' Poem
Honk honk. Truckin' poem.Honk honk. Honk honk.Truckin' along.Honk honk. Honnnnnnnnnk. Honk honk. Honnnnnnnnnk.Truckin' poem.Rollin' rolllin'. Honk honk.Truckin' poem.Rollin' rollin'. Honk honk.Truckin' poem.Honnnnnnnnk Honnnnnnnnnk.Truckin' along.Honk honk. Honk honk.Trucking poem. Honk honk. Truckin' poem.Honk honk. Honk Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1088045617151978732004-06-23T19:52:00.000-07:002004-06-23T19:53:37.153-07:00It's too bad that "werty" is not a word.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1078066431679252892004-02-29T06:53:00.000-08:002004-02-29T06:55:57.170-08:00I'm done. Thanks to all! I'll be lurking.
CCChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1075383678808601032004-01-29T05:41:00.000-08:002004-01-29T05:42:53.340-08:00Cat, You're standing on your blog log.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1074869939222809492004-01-23T06:58:00.000-08:002004-01-23T07:00:28.390-08:00Who I wouldn't stalk if I were an insane stalker (special famous philosopher edition):
10. Saul Kripke (used Kleenexes everywhere--not worth the trouble).
9. Jacques Derrida (I'd be afraid he'd try to talk to me).
8. Socrates (turns out he was impious).
7. Rene Descartes (this guy was just plain mean to animals).
6. Martha Nussbaum (she's too hot; I wouldn't be able to control myself).
5. Hegel (Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1074790781455729852004-01-22T08:59:00.000-08:002004-01-22T09:01:08.856-08:00Here's a super deluxe good haiku to start your day off right:
For Fred Dretske
Lucky Log Found
My blog log is round.
Two feet long--covered with leaves.
found it at the zoo.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1074776171923295042004-01-22T04:56:00.000-08:002004-01-22T04:57:39.216-08:00Today I feel as though I'm doing cartwheels along the top of the blog log. I have to be careful, because the blog log is only about 23 inches long. Still I'm tumbling all over it. Yep, I'm posting my brains out.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1074691530567016712004-01-21T05:25:00.000-08:002004-01-21T05:26:57.420-08:00I'm getting back on the blog log right now with a super deluxe good poem.
Zombie
The little blog awoke one morning to find himself undead:
he was on page two, chicken icon and all.
How to come back?
One way would be to write the words you are currently reading,
followed by the words you are currently reading.
Yes it seemed (eventually) to be working.
The next thing would be to write the sentenceChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1074607767757338582004-01-20T06:09:00.000-08:002004-01-20T06:10:53.796-08:00Here I am Cat. I'm right here next to the blog log. Thanks for asking about me. My plan is to go back to posting sporadically soon.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1070979832500218122003-12-09T06:23:00.000-08:002003-12-09T06:24:36.780-08:00We have a new Blog O' Right Now. It's Porthole Redux. Why? Because Cat had the courage, wisdom, character, insight, vision, and goog old fashioned smarts to use that hip new expression which has been sweeping the nation and has all the kids dancing: blog log. Congratulations to Catherine and the whole gang over there at Porthole Redux.
To our outgoing Blog O' Right Now, Jim Behrle's Famous Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1070643023815479262003-12-05T08:50:00.000-08:002003-12-05T08:51:04.686-08:00I see that Cat's been on the blog log as of late. Keep up the good work!
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1070539289205607152003-12-04T04:01:00.000-08:002003-12-04T04:02:43.280-08:00I've had it with not blogging on a regular basis. From now on, my motto is "get on that blog log!" I mean it. Except I'm going on a trip, so I'll have to wait until Mondy to actually get on the blog log, but come Monday, I'm there (or on--frankly, the log metaphor confuses me a bit). I encourage each of you to get on that blog log, too; make a firm committment to do it by next Monday.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1069797175609546622003-11-25T13:52:00.000-08:002003-11-25T13:54:59.360-08:00Clearly The History of Poetry is not a very good poem; It certainly is not a super deluxe good poem. I don't, however, have a problem with that . This is my problem. My usual m/o is to write a crappy poem and then moan about how crappy it is. For a while that was pretty funny, so now I'm taking it up a level. I'm moaning about how my usual m/o of moaning about how crappy my poetry is has become Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1069796024615117902003-11-25T13:33:00.000-08:002003-11-25T13:34:15.373-08:00Here's another super deluxe good poem for your enjoyment.
The History of Poetry
If history teaches us anything,
It teaches us that all the really good poems
Can be replaced with taco sauce
If you are having a fiesta
Instead of a poetry reading.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1069336416204525802003-11-20T05:53:00.000-08:002003-11-20T05:54:01.263-08:00I'd also like to wish everyone a happy Have-Posted-Some-Crap-Yesterday-Just-For-The-Sake-Of-It-Not-Counting-The Crap-You-Posted-On-Post-Any-Old Crap-Just-For-The-Sake-Of-Posting-Day Day. I'm putting this one up one day early.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1069336213126766682003-11-20T05:50:00.000-08:002003-11-20T05:50:38.233-08:00I'd like to wish everyone a happy Post-Any-Old Crap-Just-For-The-Sake-Of-Posting Day. My contribution is this post. I look forward to reading your posts.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1069194786079990112003-11-18T14:33:00.000-08:002003-11-18T14:33:29.826-08:00Stupid Things I Have Said
In a more confessional moment I thought it would be good to list the ten stupidest things I've ever said. The pain of doing so was overwhelming and immediate (I was still on number ten when I began to feel really sad and pathetic). Instead I'm going to list the top ten stupid expressions I wish I had never used but at one time or another had.
10. Catch you later.
9. Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1068033605532989662003-11-05T04:00:00.000-08:002003-11-05T04:00:04.123-08:00Here's a super deluxe good poem for your reading pleasure.
Pretty Things
Some pretty things are not left-handed gophers.
This is because I knew a guy who was a left-handed gopher.
He was very pretty, but so was his dog.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1067782480493154912003-11-02T06:14:00.000-08:002003-11-02T06:14:39.306-08:00I just ran the following through the Gender Genie. It said that I was male.
"Hey, check me out. I'm a girl! I'm female! I could compete in female sports at the Olympics because if you ran a DNA test, it would confirm that I'm female. I've got ovaries and I don't have testicles. That's right, I'm female. When people pass me on the street they say things such as, "Nice day madam" and "excuse me Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1067780350063523662003-11-02T05:39:00.000-08:002003-11-02T05:59:14.036-08:00It's been a good while since I've posted, so even though I have nothing particularly interesting to say today, I'm gonna say something anyway. OK, here I go. I'm blogging right now. Yep, I got my blog on. I know if I keep going, inspiration will soon follow. I'm just gonna cowboy up and blog away. Here comes the inspiration, I'm beginning to feel it. Blog blog blog blog blog blog. OK.............Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1066487803855586042003-10-18T07:26:00.000-07:002003-10-18T07:39:02.096-07:00Who I'd Stalk if I Were an Insane Stalker--Special Cereal Edition
10. Quaker Oats guy
9. Boo-Berry
8. Smedly
7. Sugar Bear (He's Sammy Davis Jr. all over the place!)
6. Pebbles (as near as I can tell, Pebbles is the only female, cartoon cereal spokesperson)
5. Snap
4. The Trix Rabbit (I know it's an obvious choice, but I love the rabbit)
3. Snuggles, the fabric softener bear
2. The Grape Nuts Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1066486386208757652003-10-18T07:13:00.000-07:002003-10-18T07:45:38.996-07:00Dear Readers,
Super Deluxe Good Poems has been undergoing changes recently. I pleased to announce those changes are now completed. Welcome to the new and improved Super Deluxe Good Poems. I've got brand new set of links and a new Blog O' Right Now feature. Clearly the Blog O' The Day thing wasn't working out all that well, so rather than walking around feeling like a huge bloggity failure, I Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1065870936151959172003-10-11T04:15:00.000-07:002003-10-11T04:15:36.076-07:00Dear Readers,
I'm not crazy about my most recent super deluxe good poem. I'd advise you to skip right over it. While you're at it, you might as well skip the previous one too. If you've already read it (or them), I feel really bad for having wasted your time (especially if you did all that crap that the more recent poem suggested). I'd like to make it up to you. Um, let's see, how can I make the Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1065870366609961582003-10-11T04:06:00.000-07:002003-10-11T04:17:03.826-07:00Here's another super deluxe good poem
Just Fucking Do It
In order to properly read this poem
you must be standing on one foot
facing southwest
with your right hand extended upward
but your right elbow must be bent downward
the foot that is not touching the ground
should be pointing downward
your lips must be puckered
now wink twice with your left eye
followed by a single wink with your right Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1065617169769249202003-10-08T05:46:00.000-07:002003-10-08T05:46:09.456-07:00Ten People Whose Brains I'd Eat If I Were An Insane Zombie Stalker:
10. Mr. Hot
9. Carlton the Doorman (from the tv show Rhoda)
8. Larry from My Kangaroo
7. Goggles Pisano (Fred Flintstones race car driving alter ego)
6. The Gibson Girl
5. Any puppet made of ink, thumb, and forefinger
4. Hillbilly drummer girl.
3. Catherine Meng (with a bullet)
2. Morey amsterdam
1. The Amazing KreskinChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1065616294975363322003-10-08T05:31:00.000-07:002003-10-08T05:31:34.810-07:00Was yesterday a great day or what? First I find out that I made Cat's stalkee list (#6--two ahead of Hootsie the Owl!!!!!! yes!!!! I beat the Owl!!!) and then I find out (via Kasey's page) that Mr. Hot and Kasey are editing a collection of articles on zombies and stuff. I can't wait for that book to come out, I'll tell you what!!!!
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1065326292221199702003-10-04T20:58:00.000-07:002003-10-04T20:58:11.513-07:00Here's another super deluxe good poem for your reading enjoyment.
Close Enough
I'm not a haiku.
I have too many syllables
In my second line.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1065120701922365112003-10-02T11:51:00.000-07:002003-10-02T11:52:29.583-07:00Here's another super deluxe good poem.
Up and Out
The poem you are presently reading
snuck out of the house last week,
hopped on a freighter, and went to Paris.
When asked why
it replied that it had been inspired
by On The Road.
As it turns out
the poem's trip
was not all that interesting.
The poem ran
out of money
the first day.
Poetry should stay
inside until
it has more money.
I admire
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064929803361326552003-09-30T06:50:00.000-07:002003-09-30T06:50:02.810-07:00Cat,
You're much too kind to me. Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064847437450181612003-09-29T07:57:00.000-07:002003-09-29T08:11:17.280-07:00Following Catherine I've composed my own stalker list.
10 people/things/concepts I would stalk if I were an insane stalker
10. K. Silem Mohammad
9. K. Silem Mohammad (If I were insane I'd likely not realize that K. Silem Mohammad is K. Silem Mohammad, hence the duplication).
8. Mayor McCheese
9. Mr. Hot from a while ago (that guy was soooooo hot!)
4. The number 11
3. deductive closure principles Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064525063752765762003-09-25T14:24:00.000-07:002003-09-25T14:24:23.570-07:00Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064525015565098152003-09-25T14:23:00.000-07:002003-09-25T14:23:35.400-07:00Jean writes "Ah! A ludic interlude! Ever hear of Kangaroo Boxing? Kasey and Chickee seem to be engaged in a marsupial sparring match. But hey -- what's this "My" Kangaroo bizness???!!"
I just want to come clean: I don't have a kangaroo. Here's how I came to use the word 'my' in connection with a kangaroo. Iwas inspired by Michael MaGee's "My Angie Dickenson." I had intended to start a second Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064512133309465972003-09-25T10:48:00.000-07:002003-09-25T14:31:38.236-07:00Here's another super deluxe good poem.
Dinner
Twice in the past seven months I had a conversation about eggseedsplant.
The first conversation was predicated on the idea that purple vegevitaminstables were less likely to fly in the future than were green vegetables.
I didn't want to partake of this conversation but I felt compelled as my worthy opponent had called me a Chickeggsen.
After I won Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064511639633879752003-09-25T10:40:00.000-07:002003-09-25T10:40:39.190-07:00We have a new blog of the day! It's K. Silem Mohammad's Limetree. Read his most recent posts to find out what he's done to deserve this high honor.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064445927441567072003-09-24T16:24:00.000-07:002003-09-24T16:25:27.243-07:00My Other Kangaroo
My other kangaroo is a guy named Larry who hides under your car while you're in the mall.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1064096462688393802003-09-20T15:21:00.000-07:002003-09-20T15:21:02.636-07:00Here's an extra super deluxe good poem:
My Kangaroo
My kangaroo lives in the zoo that is the intense burning love which dwells deep in the heart of all those worlds which are distinguished by the amount of sacrifice that their inhabitants are willing to make for the common good as defined not by the amount of happiness impartially considered (as utilitarians calculate it) but rather as some sortChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1062791155504447272003-09-05T12:45:00.000-07:002003-09-05T12:46:37.303-07:00Congratulations to Catherine for winning Kasey's "remember the name of the green cat" contest. In virtue of this great win, Catherine's Porthole Redux has been named Blog O' The Day. Yea!!!!! Hurray, Hurrah, Huzzah!!!!
I almost won. I was going to say that the cat's name was Dimey. I was only off by one letter. Darn.
You may have noticed that I've not been posting much lately. Well, it's Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1061999093167019032003-08-27T08:44:00.000-07:002003-08-27T08:44:53.120-07:00I'm back. More later.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060321983921408542003-08-07T22:53:00.000-07:002003-08-07T22:53:03.813-07:00Well it's off to Vegas for a few days. Ah the museums, the zoos, the pencil factories (that's right, factories--there's eleven of them!), the long walks by the ocean. You get the idea. Since I won't have computer access, I'd ask you all to please refrain from saying anything interesting until I get back.
Since I won't be around to write a super deluxe good poem, I'll tell you what I was Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060293328074583852003-08-07T14:55:00.000-07:002003-08-07T15:01:16.200-07:00If my book bag could get polluted unless there are electirc cars, then it is not the case that my book bag wouldn't get polluted if and only if there are not electric cars or electric cars are not as safe for Bugles as one might expect provided that electricity over time tends to break down corn and corn based products in which case it's a good thing that witches ride brooms and not pencils so Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060278766731400752003-08-07T10:52:00.000-07:002003-08-07T10:52:46.740-07:00I was checking out this Mr. Hot's webpage. In addition to the Buffy stuff he has a book on the Sopranos and Philosophy coming out. This guy is soooo cool. He watches tv, teaches philosophy, and is a looker. No wonder they call him Mr. Hot!Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060277993868019352003-08-07T10:39:00.000-07:002003-08-07T10:39:53.853-07:00Dog
One, two, three, four, five.
One, two, three, four, five, six, dog.
One, two, dog, dog, dog.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060277842164813562003-08-07T10:37:00.000-07:002003-08-07T10:37:22.160-07:00If pencil sharpeners were as big as cars,
Cars would fit in my book bag.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060270780817152152003-08-07T08:39:00.000-07:002003-08-07T08:39:40.846-07:00Jean, do you think the Buffy thing makes Mr. Hot even hotter?Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060263312053273112003-08-07T06:35:00.000-07:002003-08-07T06:35:12.013-07:00Inching Toward A Better World
If witches were only four or five inches tall,
They could ride pencils to work.
(Alternatively, if pencils were five feet long...)Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060229651699569712003-08-06T21:14:00.000-07:002003-08-06T22:11:40.530-07:00I Didn't Really Go To The Mall
In this story the mall represents crap.
The parking lot represents man's struggle to find crap.
Pointy things represent birds.
Cell phone salespersons represent the secret desire we all have to be supervisors at the post office.
Time represents insects.
Nickels repsent diet coke (with a twist of sour malt).
Representation represents "re-presentation."
Hot dogs on a Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060023719893890212003-08-04T12:01:00.000-07:002003-08-04T12:01:59.820-07:00I'm going to Las Vegas next weekend. Here's what I'm bringing to read:
1. Great Zoos of Las Vegas.
2. Counting Calories at the Buffet.
3. Counting Cards at the Table.
4. Counting Crows--the Unauthorized Biography.
5. Intervention and Reflection: Basic Issues in Medical Ethics
6. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Philosophy
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060014753886223832003-08-04T09:32:00.000-07:002003-08-04T09:32:33.940-07:00Jean, I think the buffy thing makes Mr. Hot even hotter. Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060012828163681542003-08-04T09:00:00.000-07:002003-08-04T09:00:28.083-07:00I had planned on posting a super deluxe good poem this morning, but the creative juices weren't flowing. Instead I'll just refer you to the Hallmark Channel which, I believe, will be showing re-runs of Bewitched all morning. I'll try to come up with something a bit later. If I don't, then just watch The People's Court this afternoon. Both of these activities can be enhanced by eating jellybeans.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1060012195290200322003-08-04T08:49:00.000-07:002003-08-04T08:52:12.553-07:00Jean writes, "Noah reveals who "Mr. Hot" is." I couldn't locate the information on Noah's blog. Can you tell me more about this "Mr. Hot?"
I wonder whether Kasey's motivation in having people rate this interesting fellow was to have people start referring to him as "Mr. Hot." It would seem that the evil machinations of one Kasey Mohammad have backfired.
Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059962663211018032003-08-03T19:04:00.000-07:002003-08-03T19:04:23.210-07:00It's time to put this whole stupid name thing to bed. I'm going with Chickee (unless I decide to change my name to Rex). Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059962524107769152003-08-03T19:02:00.000-07:002003-08-03T19:02:20.110-07:00Cat definitely gets it, which is why Porthole Redux is, once again, the Blog of the Day. Excellent. Keep up the good work! As for the rest of you, you're going to have to dig in deeper.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059852881460887982003-08-02T12:34:00.000-07:002003-08-02T12:34:41.393-07:00I'm already starting to hate the Chico thing. This sucks: it's like I have no identity. Don't fret; I'll work it out soon enough.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059852781567439742003-08-02T12:33:00.000-07:002003-08-02T12:33:01.503-07:00Everyone notice how I just slipped that "Chico" thing in there? What do you think? If you prefer "Chico" to "Chickee" or "Chick," then send me an email or post your opinion.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059852628992947812003-08-02T12:30:00.000-07:002003-08-02T12:30:28.950-07:00Hi Everybody! Chico here. I'd like to thank Catherine for her kind words. To honor her, Porthole Redux had been named The Blog of the Day. This is truly a great honor for Catherine. Sure it's only for one day (or so it would seem), but given my propensity for procrastination or just plain not following through on things, Porthole Redux could be Blog of the Day for years to come. Who knows?
You'reChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059753810271801532003-08-01T09:03:00.000-07:002003-08-01T09:03:30.203-07:00Did you see that guy on Kasey's webpage? I'm voting: HOT HOT HOT!!!!Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059745078057392682003-08-01T06:37:00.000-07:002003-08-01T06:37:58.080-07:00I suppose that it's high time that I developed a blog roll policy. I know I only have three links at this point, but as soon as I get around to it, I'll add more (there's a bunch of terrific blogs out there that need to on my roll). OK, here's the policy: new blogs will automatically start at the bottom of the the list, so if nothing significant happens, the top of the roll will remain the same. Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059691834845906902003-07-31T15:50:00.000-07:002003-07-31T15:53:45.276-07:00The Whispy-A-Go-Go
Four times in seven days tiny pencils went a sailing
All was fine until
Other poem gets mad at present poem
In it's own defense present poem points out that certain concepts in both present and other poem are just fickle
And, perhaps, never loved other poem.
Sad
Sad
Sad
Other poem leaves with new girl by its side
not sad
not sad
not sadChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059691420917810192003-07-31T15:43:00.000-07:002003-07-31T15:43:40.933-07:00Maybe people could call me "Don." No, that won't work, "Don" is my brother's name. Don't worry, I'll get this worked out.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059691123970108782003-07-31T15:38:00.000-07:002003-07-31T15:38:43.996-07:00Kasey writes,
"Whoa! Chick, you saw 95 Brains in Modesto? That must have been at Dazzle’s Underground, right? You didn’t come just to see us, I’m sure, or we would have known you. Were you a friend of the late great Brent Cook (Problem Fish), or were you there with that band that opened, Sins of the Flesh?
I’m afraid your memory doesn’t serve you very well. We were terrible."
Yeah! DazzlesChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059683320765344532003-07-31T13:28:00.000-07:002003-07-31T13:28:40.720-07:00Kasey says he was in a band called "95 Brains." I think I saw that band in the basement of a dingy night club in Modesto, Ca. back in the mid-1980's. Good stuff (if memory serves).Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059677340935533992003-07-31T11:49:00.000-07:002003-07-31T11:49:00.873-07:00I had a great time at the dump yesterday. Mostly it was fun watching the people. Don't get me wrong--I don't want to hang out there or anything. It was just more interesting than I thought it would be.
I don't think the "Chickee" thing is gonna work, but I'm going to keep with it for at least another day or two. Maybe I'll try the cool initials thing (DC). People could say, "Yo DC" or some such.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059596095324407122003-07-30T13:14:00.000-07:002003-07-30T13:15:13.680-07:00I love the "chickee" icon that Kasey put on his blog roll. As soon as I figure out how to put graphics on my blog, I'm gonna appropriate it.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059590769527408732003-07-30T11:46:00.000-07:002003-07-30T11:46:09.476-07:00I gotta level with you all: my name isn't Chickee. My friends call me "Chick" (since my last name is Chickston). I'm just sort of trying this Chickee thing on right now (actually no one ever as far as I know has actually referred to me as "Chickee"). My real name is Del. So if you want to call me "Chickee" that would be great, but you can call me "Del" or "Chick" too.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059590504735220922003-07-30T11:41:00.000-07:002003-07-30T11:42:40.240-07:00October 13th is Nipsey Russell's birthday. I propose that the poetry/poetics blogosphere honor Nipsey (I was going to call him "the Nipman" but wisely decided against it (I didn't wisely decide against telling you that I was going to do it)) by declaring the week of October 12th through 18th "Nipsey Russell Week." More details on the fun events to come.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059580942425201992003-07-30T09:02:00.000-07:002003-07-30T10:57:29.560-07:00As you may know, I'm hauling some stuff to the dump today. Here are some of the things I'm taking:
a plastic cactus (the cat keeps stepping on it).
a 5 gallon water bottle containg rocks that I thought looked sufficiently like kidneys to be worth keeping (I'm not looking forward to carrying this to the truck).
a wicker chair ('nuff said).
a plaster of paris bust of Lyndon B. Johnson that I made Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059572167576052752003-07-30T06:36:00.000-07:002003-07-30T06:36:45.546-07:00Little Soldiers
Tiny pencils have eaten my sandwhich
It's my fault I left it behind the windmill
I thought that it might ripen there
Now I'm afraid of chickens.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059501785672606602003-07-29T11:03:00.000-07:002003-07-29T11:03:05.640-07:00This is my second post. I've already changed my template. This bloggin thing is really exciting. Stay tuned.Chickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5627046.post-1059501087725208242003-07-29T10:51:00.000-07:002003-07-29T10:51:27.626-07:00Welcome to my new blog. I'm very exicted to be part of the whole blogosphere. I'll be posting some good (super deluxe good!!!) poems later, so stay tuned. I'll also be whining about the state of the world some. Most importantly, I'll be reporting on the more mundane details of my life.
ChickeeChickeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00804917583481726719noreply@blogger.com0