How was the Christmas? The weather’s fierce hah? Jesus, these runners are shite in the snow and ice. More importantly though, did you have that moment during Christmas where everyone else was in the other room; there’s a gentle murmur of conversation seeping under the door and you were sat in front of the fire [...]
Posts Tagged ‘life’
Alien vs Predator
Posted: October 8, 2009 in meTags: babble, bilge, bullshit, chirpa, dog, life, me, random
It’s odd to come home and find everything exactly the way it was when I left. The other half has been gone to the US since Sunday and so I have a 3-bedroom house all to myself for a few weeks. This leads to all sorts of problems, of course, but there are advantages. Looking [...]
A gentle reintroduction through the medium of summat new…
Posted: September 22, 2009 in me, musicTags: blogging, crap, life, me, music
If there’s a blogeur equivalent of ‘doing a Pink at the VMAs’ and metaphorically dangling myself upside down from a buff acrobat, banging away on the keys of a keyboard thing to impress you, the agog reader, then this is it. Shiny and new like the Ceann Comhairle’s expensed, and expensive, Pringle jocks (no little [...]
I hate the fucking washing machine and to keep balance in the world, it hates me back. I overstuff it with all kinds of crap, hoping it will wash everything I put in, whether that be one t-shirt or twenty. I treat it like a slave and I am the master of the manor, expecting [...]
Syriana’s script vs. The Script
Posted: September 4, 2008 in UncategorizedTags: drop-d, life, music
So now in the middle of Syriana on RTE, I am subjected to an item on The Script recording their new video. Because they have the financial clout of Sony behind them, they warrant a place on the national news as they commit the video for their new heinous aural atrocity to film? As Eddie [...]
Does anybody get that ‘holiday’ air floating around today and yesterday? It feels like we are all wrapping up on our last day at school and arranging that final game of football on the school grounds before we all split up for a few months….Then I read Charlie Brooker’s piece in d’Guardian from yesterday and [...]