Greamaíonn sé i bhfraigh fáil a rosc geal comhlán

21 June 2006

Photobucket - Video and Image HostingThere is a bloody cat out the back at work today, and it has been squalling all day long. Maybe the wind blew it into the bin. Or maybe it’s a mammy-cat looking for a kitten. Or maybe it’s just givin’ out about the weather. Or possibly it wants to be daddy cat. Who knows? Who cares. I just want it to shut up.

Since 11 o’clock this morning it’s been complaining.

I’ve been messing about getting another site set up. It is structured in a similar fashion to digg, only instead of submitting technology related stories you should head over to OnTheDitch and submit Irish sporting stories. Once you’ve registered you can vote, submit and discuss.
And if you notice any problems with it let me know, it’s only been up since yesterday.

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12 Responses

  1. Kelly says:

    Hmm, maybe some compassionate person could go on out there and FEED IT. Just a suggestion. And yay! That picture you put up there will be perfect for my new tattoo! haha! COULD you imagine!

    Thank you for the new Separation of Blog & Sport, Fence. I owe you.

  2. Mal says:

    If you think that's bad, shed some tears for me in the veterinary library. There are dogs whining and howling ALL DAY LONG. It's like The Hound of the Baskervilles. And you get the odd cow mooing. It's rather surreal, actually.

    They actually had a bull running loose in the past. I'm not joking.

  3. Kelly says:

    You do NOT get cows mooing behind your library, Mal. Stop.

  4. Mal says:

    Not regularly, but on at least one occasion, and within the last month. And the bit about the bull isn't bull.

    And no, I'm not smoking the wacky baccy.

    Fence, looking at the photo at the top of this page, I'm moved to ask…how exactly does Vin Diesel qualify to play for Munster?

  5. anne says:

    You're out to take over the internet world, aren't you…!

  6. Mal says:

    Oh, I just have a lot of time on my hands in this high security prison.

  7. Fence says:

    Kelly, when exactly did you get the impression that I was compassionate? Sides, judging from the numbers of stray cats and kittens around at the moment I don't think they are short on food. There is a whole colony of stray cats living near the bins, probably enjoying the left over food and rats and mice that are attracted to the bins.
    And it isn't a total separation, there will still be the odd sporting rant or rave, so prepare yourself :)

    Mal, at least those animals are supposed to be there. Our stray cats aren't meant to be here.
    Oh, and I hope you aren't mistaking Peter Stringer for Vin Diesel. Vin wouldn't be impressed as Stringer is known as the small fella.

    Anne, one site at a time. But shush, don't let the others know.

  8. Mal says:

    Oh, you meant Fence, Anne. I didn't read all her post to be honest…but really, Fence, how do you run a library and update your site five times a day and still manage to comment of fifty million other sites, eh? How's it done? Do you have one of those time-twisting medallions like Hermione in Prisoner of Azkaban?

  9. Fence says:

    You didn't read all of my fantabulous post Mal! I'm, well, shocked. Apalled. Disgusted.

    And no, I simply ignore the library and waste time online. It's easy.

  10. Mal says:

    Libraries are great, aren't they? High five!

  11. NineMoons says:

    Mal, you are so RUDE. Imagine telling the Fence of Fence that you didn't read all her post! I read ALL her posts. And pretty much all the comments. And in between arguing with you, I make comments about the posts. I am wonderful. A course, I do utterly and completely ignore my own blog but as I am currently crushed 'neath the weight of my job, study and my inability to find a damn pair of shoes, not to mention the disappointment of deciding NOT to buy a house, :-( I suppose I can be forgiven.

  12. Mal says:

    I was so enthusiastic about her first point I hurried to comment on it immediately.

    Sorry about the house though. I know how eager you were.