Yearly Archive: 2007

TT #4

My titles for these posts have to be the most original in the world, no? Thirteen Things that I wantssesss[1] A house. Even an apartment would do. In the city centre...

Hot Fuzz dir. by

Basically, if you didn’t like Shaun of the Dead you probably won’t like this film. Okay, so there are no zombies here, but the style of humour remains the same. Personally...

Fun and danger

Last night we had our first Wii related accident. The flatmate and her boyfriend bought a Wii a week ago or so. It has been over at his new place for...

Story rory?

Hopefully BOD and Stringer will be back in two weeks for our match against England. Which we really really really have to win. But, horror or horrors, O’Gara has picked up...

Gutted

Gutted! Revisited. There is no denying that Croke Park is an impressive venue. I haven’t been there all that often. I don’t remember who was playing for my first visit, but...

Dude, seriously?

Irish fans make me laugh. They have no right to expect anything – they don’t support their own league, expect English clubs to take their youth and train them into footballers and (like Humphries) only think about football when the GAA isn’t on.

I am not other people

Went to the theatre last night to see American Buffalo by David Mamet. Twas on at The Gate, and stars Aiden Gillen[1] Sean McGinely[2] and Domhnall Gleeson[3] and very good it...

TT #3

Thirteen Things to complain about today As you can see from the first post today, the Irish football team. What was that all about? The fact that we have no snow...

Minnows V muppets

Or so one of the papers put it. All I can say is OMFG! 2-1. Two-one!? First of all, we only managed to score two goals! and second of all we...

Jaysus!

Talk about a blood injury I’d say he had to change his jersey and all before he came back on. And now for something somewhat different: A Chara, – How ironic...

Blood Meridian by

Or the evening redness ISBN: 0679728759 See the child. He is pale and thin, he wears a thin and ragged linen shirt. He stokes the scullery fire. Outside lie dark turned...