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Wednesday, November 9, 2011

So, since I last posted any pictures a lot of crazy stuff happened. Festivals, 21st birthday parties, Berlin, London, sunny days, Paddy's day and a furry new edition to our family...






London, Primus play The Brixton Academy!




Berlin Juggling Invasion 2011!




Adam's 21st Birthday!












Welcoming Lola to the family!
















Saturday, October 29, 2011

5 Sad Songs About Sex, Love and Rejection.

Because I'm sure I'm not the only one sick of happy love songs.

Look for the Woman -Dan Le Sac vs. Scroobius Pip





 Tiny Vessels -Death Cab for Cutie





Spanish Sahara -Foals







 Ghouls -We Are Scientists





 Lover's Spit -Broken Social Scene





 Hey -Pixies





 Death Cab for Cutie -I Will Posses Your Heart    

Friday, May 6, 2011

My new tattoo :)


So this is my new tattoo :) I love it. I got it done on Tuesday so it's pretty damn scabby right now. It was sore but definitely worth it! Can't wait to get more work done. Kee-yah!

Saturday, April 30, 2011

5 Things That I Hate About Living in Dublin

4. Public Transport (You're Better off Walking)

Public transport in Dublin is badly organised, expensive and difficult to figure out. Everything's always late and the timetables are almost always ripped off or graffitied beyond recognition for Dublin bus. If you try and get the Luas there will always be some drunk man with gloves trying to press all the buttons for you while nagging you for your last two quid.
In the winter the heat never works on the bus and in the Summer it's always ridiculously stuffy. If you have the balls to step onto a bus and ask how much it is to a certain location the bus driver's eyes will pierce your soul as if you've just raped his goldfish. As a citizen of Dublin you are expected to get onto a bus and say 2.50 and throw it in the little gray money muncher. This often confuses me as I don't use the bus enough to know how much anything is. This makes it awkward as I stand, counting my change with a queue of impatient South-siders behind me.
Basically Dublin Bus and the Luas have something in common, they're both shit and full of dick-head junkos which brings me to the next item on the list...

3. Scumbags, Nack-Attacks, Junkos (Can I has a Euros?)

Basically you can't sit outside a cafe having a coffee and a smoke without some mad looking man covered in bruises telling you some made up life story. I was enjoying a cuppa with some friends when a battered looking man approached us asking us if we had a minute to spare. I immediately just ignored him as honestly, as cunt-worthy as it sounds I don't want to give random people any of my money. I just don't give a shit, everyone has there problems and I don't want to hear it. He went on to tell us about how he was recently "jailed for a fight I didn't bleedin' start".
In fact, my friend Mark is sitting next to me know with a black, now yellowish eye due to a mugging incident. My friend Dani now has bruised rips and a chipped tooth as they were stopped by some moron nack-attacks on the street. Not cool Dublin, not cool.
It's also incredibly annoying having some toothless fat woman in a tracksuit begging me to grab her a sliced pan in the shop. Just because she's been barred for trying to nick a can of Karpackie in her knickers.

2. Expensive Living (What do you Mean Six Quid for a Pint)

Dublin is expensive. It is so very, very expensive. In our house we've had couch surfers from Finland, London, Germany and Canada. One thing they've all mentioned is how ridiculously expensive this country is. My flatmates and I felt the effect on our return from Berlin where everything from tobacco, booze to food and public transport was about half, or less even than you will be forced to pay in this city. Rent isn't cheap either if you want to live somewhere that you won't be stabbed. It sucks being on the dole in a city like this. You'll scrape by but you can't really live comfortably unless you have a decent paying job. Which there aren't very many of in this pint sized town.

1. The Alternative Music Scene (or lack of)


This one's a shortie. Essentially if you want to go to a alternative bar in Dublin you have two or three alternatives. In comparison to other cities where you could say: "Monday I wanna mosh to some rock music, Wednesday I wanna stomp to some Dubstep and if I fancy it on Friday I'll do some ridiculous hardcore dance at some stupid gig" and you can. Here it's like ok I can go to Twisted Pepper or I could go to Fibbers if it isn't ten euro in. It sucks big time.


I'm in a very bad mood today so I'm sure this post is considerably more aggressive than any other one's I've written. I promise a very happy Five Things I Love About Living in Dublin. Fuck it, I'm gonna watch movies and have toast for dinner.

A Really, Really, Really Long Blog Post.

I have to admit it's a bad habit of mine, beginning blogs and soon abandoning them. It all starts with a nervous article, written to nobody. 0 followers. Eventually I give them some TLC, get some followers and that encourages me to write some more. Then, as if out of nowhere I have nothing to say. The blog is then left to rot in the internet graveyard. Just like my Myspace account and The Rock Hut; a long lost t-shirt shop that I ran when I was fifteen.


I'll try and write more regularly. There will be more, which I will deal with when I'm done being hungover. I'll be back to write the first few when my mouth no longer tastes like a small woodland critter died in it and when it doesn't hurt to look at the computer screen.



Saturday, April 9, 2011

The Great Rail Sale!
















If you live in Dublin and want to spruce up your floordrobe for a mere €25 then check this little ditty out;

http://www.stellar.ie/the-great-rail-sale/

It's a dream come true for me; a giant-ass swap meet on Dawson Street. It should be pretty damn sweet. I'll be there with all my stock from the flea market as well as some custom denim jackets that I'll soon be pimping out!
So if you're interested get that email sent and maybe I'll see some of you internet folk there! :)

Friday, November 26, 2010

Movember Blues.

So I haven't written anything in quite some time. I'm totally aware of it. I've logged into blogger several times with the intention of pulling something interesting from the back of my brain but there wasn't much to say.
So since I posted last there have been some changes, some stuff that's unfortunately still very much the same and some new dreams for the future.

First there was Dubstep in Cork:

So myself, Adam, Jimmy and Aoife made our way to Cork for my friend Jonny's gig. It was all kinds of wobbly and everyone tripped balls.


Dubstep in Cork


And then there was Halloween:

Me and 3 out of 4 of my flatmates went to Galway city for Halloween night. It was pretty sweet until I passed out in the back of Aoife's car with Laurence and herself asleep in my lap. Aoife and myself were zombie pin up girls. Halloweens easy for girls. Take something sexy or girly, put zombie or evil in front of it and Bob's your granny, instant awesomeness.
Anyway, Adam was Old Gregg, the transsexual merman from The Mighty Boosh and Laurence was teen wolf.
We ended up at this house party and Adam ran into two other Mighty Boosh favourites; The Spirit of Jazz and The Hitcher, which was totally weird and unplanned. 


Halloween in Galway


Halloween in Galway
Aoife, Adam, laurence and Jimmy.

Halloween in Galway
The Hitcher, The Spirit of Jazz and Old Gregg.

Teen Wolf

Then there were the student protests:

I wrote a very rushed post on the student protests the day that it happened. Unfortunately I couldn't get a camera wire to post the pictures up at the time but I did get some pretty sweet photos though. I was so shaken and hyped up that it probably made very little sense.

Student Protest Dublin 2010

Student Protest Dublin 2010

Student Protest Dublin 2010

Student Protest Dublin 2010

Student Protest Dublin 2010

No Cuts; Student Protest Dublin 2010

Student Protest Dublin 2010