The year my brain broke
Posted: December 13, 2015 Filed under: Self improvement | Tags: 2015, 2016 resolutions, Adam Goodes retirement, Australian cricketers and Clown Doctors visit sick kids, Australian Politics, Beirut bombing, Clowning For Kids, Dreamnight Taronga Zoo, f*ck you cancer, Lou Pollard for the Arts Party, North Sydney votes, Paris tragedy, QANTAS Jumbo Joy Flight 2015, RIP dear ones, Sydney Comedy Festival 2015, Sydney Fringe Festival 2015, year in review 4 Comments2015 was a year of hard work, heartbreak and incredible joy. Some people I love and admire endured tragedy this year, we lost more friends to cancer and many of my friends lost parents.
In March, my Clown Doctor colleagues, Dr S. Duffer and Dr P. Brain and I had a lovely visit to Sydney Children’s Hospital with three members of the Australian cricket team, Brad Haddin, Nathan Lyons and the captain Steve Smith. Lovely blokes who spent hours with very sick kids, told corny jokes and when we took the mickey out of them they were great sports.
My mum went to live in a nursing home
I visited beautiful kids at the Royal Deaf and Blind School with Dr Noodles
In May I received a four-star review for my second solo show and sold out my last performance a the Enmore Theatre for the 2015 Sydney Comedy Festival Looking For Mike Brady
I didn’t find Mike Brady but I developed a crush that lasted all year
In September I wrote and performed my third solo show A Real State for the 2015 Sydney Fringe Comedy Festival
The worst federal government in Australian political history realised they had to ditch the idiot at the top and replace him with a sly fox
In October I played Dream Cricket in Bowral with very special children
In November I travelled to Queensland to giggle, train, sing, laugh and be inspired by my Clown Doctor colleagues from around Australia
In December, I kissed a few babies, met Fred Nile and stood for the federal seat of North Sydney for The Arts Party. About 2% of the electorate voted for me
Then I spent an incredible night with Dr Boogie at Taronga Zoo for Dreamnight, and a week later flew around Sydney with a bunch of amazing families on a large QANTAS jet then had a joyful day at Bear Cottage
I shot two ads and did some fabulous corporate jobs thanks to my marvellous agents
The heartbreaking deaths of Sandra Bland and Miss Dhu taught us that we still have a long way to go if we want to end the high rates of black people dying in custody
White Australia failed to acknowledge Aboriginal people in our constitution
Sharks ate lots of humans this year, Adam Goodes retired and despite finding a Boeing flaperon, MH370 is still missing
In Paris, Syria, Beirut and Afghanistan innocents were murdered and suicide bombers went off
I spent another wonderful year being a fool in hospitals in the presence of beautiful families, while the mothers of MEB helped me parent. 2015 has been an exhausting and inspiring year of madness
Steve Smith, Brad Haddin, Nathan Lyons, Dr Quack, Dr Duffer & Dr P. Brain
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Blessed are the meme makers
Posted: February 7, 2015 Filed under: ART | Tags: Australian politicians, Australian Politics, memes, no more rude heads on show, online political posts, pale stale male Australian politicians, photos of politicians, political memes, put them away, Radiohead - Electioneering, viral memes 2 CommentsI love talented photographers, dazzling designers and clever people who can make me look like I’m 19 again with their magic photoshop thingymajiggies. But for the love of what’s left of my eyesight can you dear funny political meme makers please stop creating images of politicians that feature their actual photos? Especially with the upcoming ‘Liberal spill’ in the Australian federal parliament next week. I say no more budgie smugglers, evil smirks, lecherous winks, creepy smiles, insincere poses and TA masquerading as a human being. Stop it, put those faces away, I can’t stand looking at them online any more. Please use cartoon characters or goat’s heads instead. TMI. If I see one more ugly pollie kissing a baby or pretending to be a hero I may….
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The Emperor’s New Clothes
Posted: September 13, 2014 Filed under: AUSTRALIA | Tags: Abbott must go, Australia's cruel refugee policy, Australian Politics, depressed by the current lack of political vision, I didn't vote for whasisname, not in my name, one term Tony, pale stale male Australian politicians, shameless Australian politicians, we've boundless plains to share 2 CommentsThis week marks one year since the Australian people voted in a bunch of uninspiring pale, stale, male pollies who bow to a fiscal god and think balancing a budget is the only important quality in a politician. Maybe we needed to have this bunch of boorish, entitled white males and their lack of vision to remind us to be compassionate, to care for one another, to give the homeless, the sick, the unemployed and refugees some of our time and our kindness. We come from a land of plenty, so just maybe these greedy men have woken us up so that we remember to dream of a world we really wish to live in and start to fight for it. Or maybe they’re just a pack of spineless puppets. Come the revolution we know who will be first to the guillotine.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jk9C1mO-mgc
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What’s In A Name?
Posted: July 25, 2013 Filed under: AUSTRALIA | Tags: Australian political name calling, Australian Politics, bewdiful Aussie names, British royal family names, budgie smugglers, classy monikers, first Australian female Prime Minister, Golden moments on Australian television, great names for dogs, Kev Kavanagh, Kevin Kelpie, Prince George, The Aunty Jack Show, The Aunty Jack Show - Theme Song 3 CommentsRipper bewdy, it’s official, the fresh prince of Kensington Palace, little George Robbo Stevo Brian Thommo Hyphen Double Barrelled Windsor has been named. He may well become a pants man. The name George has hints of suave, George Clooney and George Hamilton come to mind. Georgie Porgie kissed the girls and made them cry.
“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,” said William Shakespeare. Call me superficial but like the British TV presenter who didn’t want her kids playing with children who had Bogan-sounding monikers, names tell me a lot. When I was nine years old I found a Kelpie cross stray on our street and I talked my mum into letting me keep him. My eldest brother was a big fan of The Aunty Jack Show at the time so we decided to call our pooch Kevin, or Kev Kavanagh Kelpie to give him his full name. Our family used our dog to gauge someone’s sense of humour, if they chuckled at our dog’s name we knew we’d get on well with our new friend. Kevin the Kelpie was not so judgemental, he only had a problem with men who jogged in shorts. He would snarl and bark and go crazy apeshit mental. I have the same reaction when I hear pretentious names.
Our current Prime Minister is called Kevin, and apart from boning Jules, our first female Prime Minister I don’t think I can vote for a man called Kevin. I think my Kelpie would have barked at Kevin Rudd. But he would have snarled at Tony Abbott’s budgie smugglers too. Bring on our next female Prime Minister, I hope her name isn’t Kylie.
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Sisters are doing it
Posted: October 10, 2012 Filed under: AUSTRALIA, FEMINISM, Thought For the Day | Tags: anti women, Australian Politics, feminism, first Australian female Prime Minister, Julia Gillard, misogynist politicians, sexism, strong female leaders Leave a commentI was so happy to be an Australian feminist today, our Prime Minister held the political misogynists up to the light and called them on their rampant sexism. Change is coming.
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