This isn’t really a post. I’m pretty much moved, and living amongst boxes. I won’t have cable or internet at home until next weekend, so I can only check emails at work and I can’t really take the time to write anything long. So this is what you’re getting.
I am very, very tired and sore. I hate moving. I’m sure that in a week when everything is in and built I will enjoy having moved.
Happy birthday for Friday, Mum.
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I’m aware that I’m breaking a couple of promises with this post. I promised that it would be about my trip to Ikea, and I promised that I wouldn’t post until tomorrow, Sunday. I don’t feel bad about breaking these promises. Some of you may be wondering when I said …
I’m aware that I’m breaking a couple of promises with this post. I promised that it would be about my trip to Ikea, and I promised that I wouldn’t post until tomorrow, Sunday. I don’t feel bad about breaking these promises. Some of you may be wondering when I said I wouldn’t post until tomorrow. It was in the comments to the previous post. I don’t blame you for not reading them – there are nearly a hundred, and they do wander a bit. As far as I can make out it’s now a discussion about wrestling. It’s nice to feel that there’s content being generated here while I’m off doing other things, even if I am occasionally a little baffled by it.
I’m breaking these promises – or more accurately “redefining these stated likelihoods” – because I’m not going to Ikea today, or tomorrow, because I’m sick (this is something else you would know if you read the comments). Not badly – just a chest cold, or something. A tightness, a wheezing, a mostly unproductive cough and a general feeling of ill-being. At least three people have asked me if I’m coughing up green stuff as if I don’t know what a chest infection looks like. I don’t have a chest infection.
The worst part (ok, maybe not the absolute worst) about being an asthmatic is the way you are trained from a young age to depend on your medication. If you’re having trouble breathing, use your inhaler. An inhaler is useless against this kind of virus based cough, but the instinct to reach for it when breathing becomes even slightly difficult is overwhelming. It doesn’t help, so you want to take it again. And then you’ve taken too much and you’re all light headed and addicted. I’m being pretty good about resisting as I haven’t really needed my asthma medication for some time so the instinct is dimmed, but I still can’t help taking one or two useless puffs per day.
I hate it. I’m not incapacitated, but it’s lingering. I left work early on Wednesday and Thursday and I stayed home entirely yesterday. I don’t have anything urgent on my plate at the moment and I was just making other people sick. It’s going around the office, probably due to the incredibly violent season change we just experienced. It’s sunny (but chilly) today but it’s been raining like a bastard for most of the week.
So, no Ikea visit this week. What shall I write about? It occurs to me that I completely missed my two year anniversary in New York. I arrived here on the 6th of October 2003. Two years. Wow. It’s interesting the sheer number of things that I couldn’t have predicted. I have a job I didn’t know existed, lived in places I didn’t know existed, befriended people I didn’t know existed. Actually, I suppose that pretty much sums up two years of most people’s lives. Sorry. A little mundane.
So, a list. Things I have done in the last two years, in no particular order:
I’m sure there’s more. I’m too lazy to link to individual blog entries – search if you care. The most important thing doesn’t lend itself to listing, but none of the rest would have happened without it – “made friends”. Ok, I probably would have turned 30 anyway, but you get the point.
I’ve been reading Cotton Comes to Harlem by Chester Himes
Their next stop was a dingy bar on Eighth Avenue near the corner of 112th Street. This was the neighbourhood of the cheap addicts, whisky-heads, stumblebums, the flotsam of Harlem; the end of the line for the whores, the hard squeeze for the poor honest laborers and a breeding ground for crime. Blank-eyed whores stood on the street corners swapping obscenities with twitching junkies. Muggers and thieves slouched in dark doorways waiting for someone to rob; but there wasn’t anyone but each other. Children ran down the street, the dirty street littered with rotting vegetables, uncollected garbage, battered garbage cans, broken glass, dog offal – always running, ducking and dodging. God help them if they got caught. Listless mothers stood in the dark entrances of tenements and swapped talk about their men, their jobs, their poverty, their hunger, their debts, their religions, their preachers, their children, their aches and pains, their bad luck with the numbers and the evilness of white people. Workingmen staggered down the sidewalks filled with aimless resentment, muttering curses, hating to go to their hotbox hovels but having nowhere else to go.
A page later he refers to “...the slum block on 113th Street.” My street. This book was first published in 1965 – Himes had been living in Paris since the mid ‘fifties. He’s quite a writer – in a way I’m surprised that this passage isn’t engraved onto a bronze plaque in the pavement. Did I mention that I’ll have a sofabed? Visit any time! In all seriousness, it’s much nicer now – they’ve really cut back on the dog offal.
I must have read about thirty books since I updated the Recent Reading list at the side. I think I’ll just get rid of it – too much work.
The morning after the announcement of the terrorist threat against the subway system I had to do something before heading into work, so as a result my commute took me through Grand Central, Times Square and Penn Station, which are probably the top three targets. I survived. I …
The morning after the announcement of the terrorist threat against the subway system I had to do something before heading into work, so as a result my commute took me through Grand Central, Times Square and Penn Station, which are probably the top three targets. I survived. I was leaving fairly late, and the trains were unusually crowded – people were trying to avoid rush hour. Apparently there was gridlock in some parts of Manhattan as commuters elected to drive or take taxis rather than trust to the trains. I guess the decision to make the threat public and vastly increase visible security was a tactical decision to deter the putative attackers and delay the attack, rather than allow it to go ahead and try to apprehend them. I assume there wasn’t enough information for that to work.
Anyway, apparently the attack was planned for today, so I guess we’ll see if the deterrence worked (always assuming that the plot was real in the first place). I have no plans to take the subway today, so don’t worry! (That was aimed at my parents).
Also on Friday I spent a bit of the afternoon at the AES conference. I wandered around the Javitts convention centre wearing a badge that said “Anthony Litton – Rockstar Games”. Yes, I’m definitely an employee.
I’d read a lot about these conferences over the years in various magazine reports, on various internet message boards and from various personal accounts so I was curious to attend. All the major pro audio manufacturers show off their new innovations and give demonstrations of their coolest products. I found myself doing a strange kind of eye dance as I wandered up and down the rows of stalls. I was trying to look at everybody to see if I knew anybody while simultaneously trying not to make eye contact with any vendors. I really didn’t want to be coralled into a discussion about microphones or preamps.
You see, I’m a bit of a fraud when it comes to the more arcane technical aspects of sound. I don’t really care about the miniscule differences between microphones or the subtle warmness of tubes. I came into sound through an interest in movies and picture editing rather than through music, so I have more of a broad-strokes feel for sound. People involved in music tend to be extremely concerned about tiny variations and infinitesmal issues of quality, because music is all about sound – sound is the product. In movies (or TV, or games) sound is really an adjunct. It’s important, but it’s not the whole. Sound is more important in that context for its narrative or emotional content than its audiophile-perceived “quality”. In fact the quality of an individual piece of audio is often severely compromised to make it better serve a specific function in the overall mix. A good sense of what works in a given context, what’s missing and what’s distracting is more important than in impeccable ear for high end distortion.
Anyway, that’s the way I feel about it. But that’s not to say I don’t feel a little bit guilty when conversation among other audio professionals turns technical. I do have a fair amount of technical knowledge I suppose, but I really can’t hold my own when the geeks get going. I just don’t care! That’s one of the reasons I like this job – it’s taking me away from that and into the more abstract administrative areas of audio post. It’s not creative, but I’m still writing so that satisfies that urge. It’s as if all the things I’ve been doing since I started working have led me to this one job – learning databases, spreadsheets, even playing games. It’s not that busy at the moment, but that will change next month – unfortunately right when I’ll want to be taking time off for furniture deliveries and cable hook ups and such.
I’ve more or less decided on what I want for a TV/surround set up. My plan is to order from J&R downtown, and swing by to pick up the stuff in the van with the rest of my stuff. J&R may not have the best prices compared with some internet vendors, but they’re pretty good and I’ll save a bundle on delivery charges. I’ll be getting this TV, this receiver and these speakers. Those of you with opinions about the quality of this audio setup please see the above paragraphs. Next weekend, Ikea!
I have been and measured my future apartment. Here is the plan. Click to see it larger.
As you can see, I’m no surveyor. Or artist. Or architect. I wasn’t intending or planning to move so quickly. I was vaguely thinking about looking for somewhere in Sunnyside maybe …
I have been and measured my future apartment. Here is the plan. Click to see it larger.
As you can see, I’m no surveyor. Or artist. Or architect. I wasn’t intending or planning to move so quickly. I was vaguely thinking about looking for somewhere in Sunnyside maybe next month, or early next year… But when opportunity comes along, you have to jump on it. And now I’m really looking forward to moving.
Well, let me correct that. I’m not even remotely looking forward to moving. I hate moving. I am looking forward to filling up this apartment with fancy new furniture. At the moment I’m thinking about putting the enormous new television that I’m going to buy no matter how many objections I get in the comments over on the West wall, nicely centered. Then I’ll put the Sofabed facing it, somewhere in the middle. In front of that, the coffee table. My workstation will probably go in the Southwest corner by the window. On the other side of the window, maybe a small dining table and some chairs. The fridge will go by the closet, with some counter space to put my microwave on. Bookshelves on the other side of the TV and by the bathroom door.
The bedroom will have just about enough room for a bed and a chest of drawers. And maybe a small bookshelf. Today I will buy a Sofabed (4-6 weeks for delivery). With my next paycheck I will buy sundry other furniture, probably at Ikea. The next paycheck will go on a bed, and then the television. HDTV! With DVR! Around then, the Xbox 360 will come out and I’ll have to get one of those. You know, for work. A surround setup… By Christmas I should be more or less furnished. I’ll also need pots, pans, plates, a vacuum cleaner, linen, curtains… Here’s hoping a get a nice bonus!
The floor is being redone. I’ve been lobbying for a cork or at least a wood floor, but I’m not paying. Although I did offer to make a contribution. On one level, this is really stupid – why should I pay for something by which the owner will benefit long after I’m gone? On the other hand, I don’t want to be stuck with a crappy floor for the sake of a couple of hundred dollars. I’ll see how that plays out.
I’ve also applied for a credit card – not because I want to borrow, but because I want to start building up a good credit rating. Maybe I’ll want to buy in a couple of years. Hopefully somebody will give me one!
Anyway, I’m sorry about all this but I’m afraid this is pretty much the level of excitement you’ll be getting from me for the next while. Yes, there will be an Ikea post. Yes, there will be a Sleepy’s post. I will go now to buy a Sofabed, which will finally allow me to put people up in some comfort if they should visit. Eleanor has already booked her flight.
Entertain each other in the comments. Speaking of which, the spam filter is still pretty tight – it caught 108 spam comments in the last three days, so I’m not going to loosen up until this wave stops. It’s a pretty intense attack. There were a couple of false positives – sorry about that, Daragh. They’re back now.
My Dad’s comment upon seeing this ride at Coney Island: “If they threatened me with that, I’d talk”.
In a bar on Altair IV, which is in Cobble Hill in Brooklyn, apparently.
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Comment ID: 4377
At 1:19 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, Nigel typedThis is your worst post of all time.
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At 1:24 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, JIMI channelledCongrats on the move. My advice to you is make sure you buy a really good sofa-bed for your guests…
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At 2:23 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, Nigel wroteI second that. It was one of the first things I had to buy.
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At 3:28 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, D typedAnthony: congratulations on another transplanting. I hope the sturdy oak will not be too long in putting down its roots. Where the you pick up the obviously counter-prouductive habit of book buying? Did no one every inform of the the existence of public libraries?
Nigel: Tut-tut: Blogs are more than a series of single enteries; they are symphony and while sometimes the strings predominate and sometimes the brass, there can be that moment when the humble triangle sounds its distinctive note.
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At 3:53 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, eleanor discoursedgreat comment dad, I had to read it out to Jim it was so good, your sense of humour is as acute as ever, even the most obsuse would find that funny. Trust you to find a different angle on things! Congratulations on moving Anthony, I bet you were wishing that you were like that bloke who could fit all of his possessions in the boot of his car and would give away a book after he had read it.
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At 5:55 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, Nigel opinedI was promised tales of flat pack woes!
Good symphony analogy though. I shall store that one in the memory banks for when I’m called upon to defend my own laziness.
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At 8:58 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, JIMI channelledSo, the mysterious ‘D’ has finally been unmasked as Anthony’s father. And there’s me thinking he was Daragh in disguise. The plot thickens…
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At 10:16 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, elenamary statedAnthony, I am sorry you are sore from moving. However, I don’t quite understand…you have many friends with plenty of time on their hands (as noted in time spent on commenting) did none of them help you move?
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At 11:54 pm on Monday 31st 2005f October 2005, JIMI felt the urge to writeELENAMARY>> er, his allegedly unemployed friends are miles away from him. Some are in Dublin. One is in London, and one I believe is in Canada. Fat lot of use they are, eh?
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At 5:00 am on Tuesday 01st 2005f November 2005, dean declared+++++++++++++++++___________________________+++++++++++++++++
JIMI & NIGEL!!! DID YOU LIKE MY RE-DESIGN?
Had to get up at 5.30 to shout at m neighbour the other morning.
Anyway, this Blogging thing is tough. Wonder what ever happenned to my old friend Anthony? Last I heard he was paying his family to post comments on his BLOG!!
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At 12:06 pm on Tuesday 01st 2005f November 2005, Ivan realised it was important that we all should understandCongratulations on the move, D was obviously anthonys’ da, a certain eloquence detectable, and also its bloody obvious in earlier posts! Elenamary as daragh? i’m not convinced, the name is too obscure but real and believable, in short it would be an excellent pseo.. pso.. pseodo.. (you know what I mean) name, which (no disrespect Daragh) rules it out as a false identity for Daragh. I would like to warmly welcome Elenamary to Anthonys’ home of demented friends and ask this question; now you have visited why do you come back to face charges of being of the opposite sex (as an example)?
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At 3:33 pm on Tuesday 01st 2005f November 2005, JIMI assertedDEAN>> The graphics need some tweaking but it’s an improvement. Wickerman is a great film. Did you recognise the guy from The Equaliser in it? Just watched the first two episodes of Twin Peaks last night. I used to love it. It’s still rather interesting to watch but I definitely enjoyed it a lot more when I was a stoner…
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At 3:43 pm on Tuesday 01st 2005f November 2005, JIMI felt the urge to writeIVAN>> In retrospect I should have realised D was Anthony’s Dad but us ‘special needs’ people are a bit slow off the mark. One oft forgotten side effect of ‘weeness’ is the smaller brain of the wee folk leeds to a lowering of processing power. To use a computer analogy: Where most people possess the equivalent of an Intel Xeon dual core chip, I’d be more of pre-Pentium varitey, somewhere in the region of a 486, if you catch my drift. This diminished processing power also explains my poor attempts at humour and my difficulty with grasping the nuances of scatalogical and flatulent humour, aka the ‘fart’ joke.
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At 4:09 pm on Tuesday 01st 2005f November 2005, D impartedWhy does everybody suppose that the Eleanor who commented with such perspicacity is Anthony’s sister?
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At 4:18 pm on Tuesday 01st 2005f November 2005, Anthony channelledI had lots of help from friends, Elenamary, although not the ones who comment here. I hurt because unfortunately when friends help you move they are helping you move stuff, whereas professional movers will move stuff for you. If you pay people you can watch – otherwise you’re lifting, and I’m just not good at that.
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At 3:00 pm on Wednesday 02nd 2005f November 2005, JIMI typedD>> Good point. The plot, it thickeneth even further. The question on everyone’s lips though is, who is Elenamary, and more importantly: who is Anthony? If we could get to the bottom of this confusing conundrum, everything would become clear. If only Wee Jimmy were still with us. I feel he would clear up this confusing mess.
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At 3:08 pm on Wednesday 02nd 2005f November 2005, elenamary opinedD: what is a daragh?
IVAN: Elenamary is my real name. I come back because I am avoiding doing schoolwork while at work. And as to the opposite sex thing, I am not quite sure why people keep questioning my gender…I am of the superior gender, yes female.
D: My name is not Eleanor, nor am I Anthony’s sister.
ANTHONY: Last time I moved, I bought beer and pizza and my friends moved all my stuff while I did things like cleaning out the fridge…ahhh light weight work, I am a good AmeriKan.
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At 9:48 am on Thursday 03rd 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN proclaimed*******************************STILLINDUBLIN*************************************
This was originally shown on on BBC TV back in the seventies. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger (though god knows how many takes) Irony is that they received not one complaint. must have been the speed of delivery was too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms as you read;
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered.
The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies. The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks
The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. “Mist all chucking frighty!!!” said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping herslass glipper.
The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella’s door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. “Who’s fust jarted??” asked the prandsome hince. “Blame that fugly ucker over there!!” said Mary Hinge. When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on.
He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny.
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At 8:00 pm on Thursday 03rd 2005f November 2005, JIMI blurtedATTENTION ALL – When I tried to access the Still in Dublin site, I was refused permission on two counts:
1) I’m a Canadian.
and 2) I’m a mucker.
I thought the E.U had laws about such discrimination? Looks like a case for my good friend Benjamin Goldstein.
DEAN>> I hope you have sought the blessing of Fr. Daragh for your new guerilla blog. His standards are quite high.
ANTHONY>> Have you seen ‘The Weatherman’ yet? I’m predicting that you won’t like it. I’m basing this on the fact that I loved it. Another rare example of strong character-based drama coming out of Hollywood (the last example was ‘Sideways’).
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At 5:00 am on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN decided it was worth pointing out*************************************STILLINDUBLIN.COM*************************
Have a terrible cold this week. I get colds quite a lot. Actually, I’m permanently sick. I’v got all sorts of green goo coming from my face!
Also, in keeping with my tendancy to impulsively buy technical gear of all shapes and kinds I, the other night, bought in Tesco’s, a three way scart cable adapter. This will suit my high-spec TV which I got from my boss last month. It’s old but it has a groovy sheet of glass that slips over the front panel. Very eighties retro techo. Very dangerous also and will probably sever my toes at some stage.
I am also going to buy a Stetson. Was thinking also, to better navigate the teeny roads of Dublin, I may buy a Smart Car. It would also go with my techo image.
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Next Monday BLOG, will tell the tale of my shopping in ALDI for this weeks “Specials”. Mmmmm, hope there’s a nice PC or Laptop for me to buy. Maybe even a portable DVD player to plug into my Smart Car!
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Comment ID: 4443
At 7:42 am on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, Ivan wroteHappy birthday Mrs Litton.
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At 8:04 am on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN channelledDamn it Ivan! I was gonna say that. Now I’ll never get dinner at Anthony’s gaff!
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At 8:06 am on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN blurtedAhem… HAPPY BIRTHDAY MRS. LITTON.
AND DON’T WORRY, BEING 40 IS’NT SO BAD, SURE YOU DON’T LOOK A DAY OVER 39!
How do you do it?
Best wishes
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At 8:08 am on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN was inspired to addUp yours Ivan!
Now who’s favourite!?
Ha-Hah!
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At 1:45 pm on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, JIMI impartedHappy Birthday Mrs Litton!
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At 1:46 pm on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, JIMI attestedDEAN>> still can’t get in on the grounds that I’m a mucker, eh?
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At 9:30 pm on Friday 04th 2005f November 2005, JIMI statedATTENTION EVERYONE>> They’re showing ‘SHANIA: A LIFE IN EIGHT ALBUMS’ on CBC. Would anyone like me to tape it for them? Ah, Canadian life is good, eh?
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At 2:52 pm on Saturday 05th 2005f November 2005, Daragh attestedHappy Birthday Helen! Your old school buddy Filo says hi, met herself and Clare at my cousins 30th birthday last week. A belated Happy Halloween to you all was like Iraq here the amount of bangers going off.
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At 3:31 pm on Saturday 05th 2005f November 2005, Daragh postedOk listen up Gobshites! Elenamary can be ‘revealed’ by looking at Anthony’s links of other bloggers..get it? You see that she’s another American / Mexican trying to be Irish… how unusal, and no, she’s not me. Ivan you were right, Jimi is a bit of a gobalaa not to have known who the famous Mr. d was. .......Dean : still chicken I see for going for that drink – i’m gona be in Mulligans tonight you better be there! – Don’t know what programmes you watch on Discovery either- never seen one of my ideas on them! Has the eastern block left you yet? are we driving around in a Trabant yet. Nigel will be probably be dropping in after mid-night after failling to get an answer from ‘Ask Anthony’ – you can ask him anything you want but he’s like the POSTAL SERVICE here at the moment ON STRIKE. Babs seems to have eaten herself… just ota pure boredum. Right, there you go thats my lot …insult everybody around you, and you’re bound to raise the comments level.
Dean : I’m in Mulligans where are you? There’s a Smithwicks here for you when you read this.
oh yea meant to say check out this cool song as featured in the film ‘Collateral’ the one with Tom Cruise in it. The scene is when Jamie Fox first meets the lovely lawer in the car- Jada Pinkett Smith or whatever it is, the one who’s married to Will Smith- she asks Jamie to turn up the radio and the song is…............ ‘Hands Of Time’ by Groove Armada featuring brilliant vocals by ‘Richie Havens’ as feature in Woodstock too- great solo performance- great driving song – check out Groove Armada’s album ‘Love Box’- its also got ‘Purple Haze’ and the second song is cool also with Nena Cherry on Vocals – also check out Charles Wright and the 103rd street band – best of
including the brilliant ‘Express Yourself’you know the one thats in the sky adds at the mo…- Anthony you should know it also as it features in the St. Andreas Grand Theft Auto Game…..any t-shirtys or soundtrack frrbies floatin around?Comment ID: 4453
At 4:22 pm on Saturday 05th 2005f November 2005, Helen impartedMany thanks to all for birthday greetings – you will be remembered in my prayers. Would just like to say if I’m said to be forty, and Anthony has previously admitted to thirty, we have a problem!
Helen
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At 5:40 am on Monday 07th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN stated**************************WWW.STILLINDUBLIN.COM*****************************
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Shameful Stories are now surfacing of well-to-do D4 Child Pregnancies!!!! Our own friend Anthony Litton soon to give his side of the story in a “tell-all” report in the New York Times!!
Dean Misses Daragh in yet another pub mix up!! Yes folks, I spent Friday night wandering Dublin in serch of my Smithwhicks! I ended up sleeping with a tramp in Kevin Street! His name was Pado and stank like P**s, but he got me through that cold bleek night!!!!!!
Don’t worry Daragh, we ‘ll meet soon! But it’ll have to be just me I’m afraid. The German birds are all gone. Well, there’s one in Sligo, but she’s in Sligo!
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At 6:49 pm on Monday 07th 2005f November 2005, Nigel typedToday’s fun:
http://www.icecreamheadache.net/
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At 6:10 am on Tuesday 08th 2005f November 2005, daragh discoursedDean ya big spa there is no pub mix up – you just didn’t bother yer hole! – if ya spent as much time on this we could’ve met up several times over…......
yer blogs crap by the way
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At 6:43 am on Tuesday 08th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN attested*********************************STILLINDUBLIN.COM*****************************
At least I have a BLOG!!!! Spanner!
Which is more than I can say for you and the likes of Litton!!!!!
Ahem: Anthony I mean.
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At 1:52 pm on Tuesday 08th 2005f November 2005, daragh wroteIs that it? thats your excuse….not even a fart joke?
where ya livin these daze
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At 4:48 am on Wednesday 09th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN blurted(Jesus Daragh! I’m trying to run a BLOG here!!! )
In Chapolizod! I’v had a few nights out recently, so have to be nice to me bird. (Thumb-under ). How’s about after-work pints Friday-week away? You still working in the Cam-shop? actually, can you get me a telephoto for me Canon Eos 250? Steffi’s German friend, the babe from Sligo has one and they’re magic! Gotta get me some ‘o that. Could see right in to me neighbours apartments with it too.
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At 3:42 pm on Wednesday 09th 2005f November 2005, Nigel postedStill no answers to my questions.
daragh, Anthony is the Major Major of his own blog!
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At 3:36 am on Friday 11th 2005f November 2005, Babs felt the urge to writeBoo!!
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At 4:51 am on Friday 11th 2005f November 2005, STILLINDUBLIN announced************************************STILLINDUBLIN.COM**************************
Todays entry: Well, actually it’s about the other day. It Rained you see. And I had to wait ages for a bus. We had a song when we were young. “The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round ad round, the wheels on the bus go round and round, on a cold and frosty morning”.
Well, apparently, if you live in Dublin, the Wheels on the bus don’t go round on a wet and pissy morning. Fer some reason, it rains, the traffic goes mental, the buses stop. Today, Muslim clerics threatened an attack on Dublin. Well lads, put yer feet up, take off yer tea towel and relax. We’re fucked anyway on a regular basis!
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BABS RETURNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But Questions loom as to where exectly she has been? And were has Anthony been, that guy who used to have a BLOG? The plot thickens. The wheels on the bus go round! I nearly stepped in puke this morning!
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At 9:20 pm on Friday 11th 2005f November 2005, Nigel wanted everyone to knowAnthony, resume your blogging or I shall be forced to recommence posting about Oscar.