My Office Killed the Radio Star…

Now that I kind of know how my office works, I’m growing to like it. That shitty period where you don’t have any passwords or remember anyone’s name (except one guy, awkwardly) has passed, and I have a sort of routine that makes me feel like an old person. The one thing that gets me [...]

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Don’t Bank On It

So with all this chat of Lenihan’s banking bill, I’m interested to know if you can actually name the 6 Irish banks that are buzzwording around the place.
Don’t go look it up. It’s a blog poll – gerralife.
If you don’t understand the bank initials, you are considered to have failed already.
I’ll edit [...]

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Let us settle this argument here and now

The definitive, ‘correct’ way to prepare toast.

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The Homeless Kid

There’s this homeless child in town (I assume homeless, but definitely a beggar). Mostly, you’d see him at the Bank of Ireland or down at the shopping centre on Jervis Street. He’s probably about 9 or so, and the reasoning behind thinking his sleeps rough is that the first time I saw him, outside the [...]

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Granny Palin?

So apparently the latest rumours being mongered around involve the claim that McCain’s VP, Sarah Palin, isn’t the mother of her last child but in fact its gran. The Internet says that the Alaskan governer didn’t look pregnant and that her daughter was out of school “with mono”. Simple aritmathic tells you the rest I [...]

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