Sometimes general rants, sometimes specific rants. Sometimes pants. You spins the wheel, you takes yer chance!

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Pride 2006 - Once more, with feeling

Still recovering from Pride weekend 2006. You’d think that as the years passed and I got older, I would maybe get wiser. Not so much. After a lot of hand-wringing about whether or not I would go out at all, I ended up hitting the town in style, right after work. Gubu, Shelly’s, the airport (to pick up Karen), the airport bar, back to a pub in town, the girls night in Temple Bar Music Centre, then finally home close to feckin’ dawn. Was not in great shape the following morning, but dragged myself over to Shelly’s like a good spud. After a shaky (my hands, mainly) start, I had a great time at the parade, the party afterwards was cool, then we got grub and went back to Gubu. Stupid hair of the dog!

So, in summary, parade good, hangover bad; rainbows good, rain bad; beer good, 7.5% proof mixed fruit cider bad; Berocca good, Alka Seltzer bad; lazy Sunday good, Monday morning bad. Simple really…

(photo courtesy of cb)

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Tuesday, June 13, 2006

I love the smell of plagiarism in the morning

Ha! Just goes to show, I’m always right! Well, I didn’t exactly predict this, but the Chili Peppers are lazy feckers, and here’s the proof!

http://www.jared-morris.com/blog/petty.mp3

Thanks to Lar the Drummer for sending that on…

Friday, June 09, 2006

The stars command me...

Got this horoscope sent to me by someone today. A sign from above! Or maybe from the devil?

Daily Horoscope: Libra
Friday June 9, 2006


You are feeling the shopping itch like never before -- so get out there and see if you can't raise a few eyebrows at your bank. You should be able to make up for any damage to your credit rating.

So, I don't think I have any choice, really...

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

All the sixes...


15 seconds of exposure to the sun over the weekend have resulted in my super-sensitive baby skin getting burned. I am now a redneck. And I have some red arms too. This country is not equipped for such conditions! And by country, I mean me and all the other dumb lobsters.

So the date is 06/06/06. Should we be afraid? Apart from the fact that Hoppy came back from Vienna*, the milk is turning sour from the heat, and the sun is burning a hole in my head, I see no other signs of the apocalypse. Of course, I might be wrong, maybe we’re all living through a slow descent into hell. That would explain stuff like the Crazy Frog and Big Brother and Michael McDowell, I suppose. But I’m trying to stay positive…

(* Just messin’ Hops, so glad to have you back!)

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Fire in the sky!


Just back from an impromptu picnic in Merrion Square with some kids from work. Smashing!
As Homer J might say, I'm normally not a praying girl, but if you're up there, keep the sunshine coming, Superman! Half an hour catching some rays and I’m in a fabulous mood!

Now, nobody better cross me…