Sunday 04th 2005f December 2005
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I lost my bag! It was a nice one – a Manhattan Portage messenger bag, black. I got it a few months ago. But I don’t really mind about the bag so much as the contents. My mini laptop, my PSP, some games, some movies (UMD and DVD) and some correspondence. Where did I last see it, you ask? Well, it was one of two bars, a restaurant or a taxi.
I lost it on Wednesday night, the night before Thanksgiving. Work finished early as people fled to their families for the holiday. I was glad of this as I had been out lengthily the night before (see previous post) and was feeling a little… worn. I decided to stop by The Scratcher briefly to see how Anita was getting on. I haven’t seen her much since I started working full time – her shift finishes around when I finish work – and I thought this would be a good opportunity to catch up.
While I was there I got a call from my colleague – well, my boss – Eli. He and some other friends were having a few drinks nearby, they were heading to dinner and asked if I wanted to come along. The Scratcher was on their way to the restaurant, so they stopped in. Anita took pity on my bedraggled state and gave me a shot of Tequila, which went to work on me quickly and with extreme prejudice. I left shorty afterwards, staggering slightly. That’s the first place I could have left it, although Anita says she cleaned up just after we left and there was definitely no bag.
We went to an Indian place called Panna Too. The food wasn’t great, but the decor was something to behold. On top of that, the approach was a fine example of capitalism at work – two Indian restaurants sit at the stop of the steps, each with a guy outside. As you climb they hold open the doors and start loudly trying to shout each other down until you pick one or the other. The victorious doorman smiles smugly at the other and readies for the next battle. Had some wine. And that’s the second place I could have left it. After we ate we walked a few blocks south to another bar, where I had another couple of beers until it all became too much for me around 10pm and I went home in a taxi – places three and four.
Of course, my chances of recovering the bag were always slim, but they would have been greater if I had noticed I had lost it in less than four days. That’s right, it was Sunday evening before I even noticed. I was going to put some new music on my PSP. I called everywhere, but to no avail. What can I say? I don’t use my bag except for going to and from work. That’s why I forgot it – I just don’t have an instinct for it the way I do for my hat. Truth be told, this isn’t the first time I’ve left it in a bar, just the first time I didn’t get it back. In fact, I think that I’ve left in bars when I’ve brought it more often than not.
Anyway, it’s just money, right? Right? Aaaaaarrrggghhhag arrraghrrrarrraaaaggahh! Thousands of dollars… I did recently get renters insurance, which I suppose might cover it, but the invoice for that was also in the bag, just ready for me to pay. I didn’t really lose much. Everything on the laptop was backed up, and I have another computer or two lying around- witness this post. I can even afford another PSP. In a way, it’s the saved games on the PSP’s memory card that I regret the most. I was about 20% through GTA:LCS, and now I have to start again! I was offered a completed saved game by a colleague, but it’s not the same. I miss the PSP on the commute. I’m back to reading, which frankly isn’t too bad. It has the advantage that you can do it one-handed if you don’t get a seat.
But my last book buying spree was a little highbrow for train reading – I was exploring the neighbourhood and the nearest bokshop to me caters primarily to Columbia University students – it has sections broken down by lecturer. So rather than some kind of Stephen King which is what I actually feel like reading I find myself with a pile that includes Swann’s Way (the first volume of Marcel Proust’s In Remembrance of Things Past), Cinema 1: The Movement Image by noted French postructuralist Gilles Deleuze and a collection of Peter Biskind’s early, less trashy socio-political film essays. I did score a Wodehouse, but that was finished in remarkably few commutes. It’s just as well – I think my giggling was making the other passengers nervous.
In other media, I was really impressed by Walk the Line. It was so good I almost reviewed it, and I usually don’t like biopics that aren’t directed by Martin Scorsese. I still haven’t see any of the other movies that might be good. I must get on that.
Speaking of movies, the “Giveth” part of this post’s title comes from a bit of good news. A film I worked on a couple of years ago finally went into profit! Goldfish Memory has achived distribution. This means that I get paid! I mean, I got paid at the time, but I deferred a portion of my wage. And now I get that! Well, some of it. Financially, it doesn’t quite balance out the laptop, PSP and peripherals, but it’s considerably better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. Yes, considerably. I always looked upon a deferred wage agreement as a sop to the conscience of the producer, but I guess I was wrong. Congratulations Breda and Liz! I wonder if there are any other ticking contracts out there? I honestly can’t remember.
I’ve been feeling a little guilty about my last post. I would hate Liam Clancy to come upon it while Googling himself and read how dismissive I was. Sure, I Punk’d Tom, but was it worth it? It was pretty cool to meet Liam, even if I was perhaps not the best person to fully appreciate it. He used to hang out with Bob Dylan and Jack Kerouac when they were just guys who were around. One reaction to this is to wish one had been there, but really that’s to miss the point. They didn’t know how famous or influential they were going to be at the time – they were just folks. You just have to realise that that potential is there for the folks you are hanging around with now, you just don’t know it yet.
As an example, the Galway Film Fleadh was always a key event on my calendar, and the calendar of much of the Irish film industry. I used to go down there as a student, sleeping in a tent, in a car, and on one memorable occasion on a bench outside the train station when all other accomodation plans fell through. Remember that, Ivan? We used to try and get free tickets for things, blag our way into the rowing club without passes for the closing night and such. As the years passed we stopped being the students. We started going down to pitch, or to attend screenings of films we worked on. I started paying for hotels. And now one of my fellow students has been hired as the programme director. Way to go, Felim! Regular and conscientious readers will remember Felim as my worthy foe in our Blargument
I know it’s not quite the same thing as having had Bob Dylan crash on your couch, but it does make one think about the process of a new generation rising to cultural prominence. Who among the many who have crashed on my couch may yet rise to exalted positions? I guess James was doing OK as director of Irleand’s most succesful sitcom before he threw it all away to dance the salsa in Vancouver. He slept on my couch once or twice. I think. I slept on his, anyway.
Anyone want to meet up for a drink while I’m home Christmas? You remember me, right? Anthony?
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At 4:56 am on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, STILLINDUBLIN wroteAnthony, I not sure if I slept on your couch but I do remember puking in your toilet!
Sorry to hear about your lost bag. But I think your taking an all too negative take on things. Think about the positive outcome… now you can write a whole new post about Laptop Hunting! It’ll be great. You can re-build! The games can be bought again and played again with more appreciation than before… much like an old movie watched twice! And you’re reading books again and doing all sorts of ‘one-handed activities’ on the train!
I don’t think I ever slept on your couch but I know I puked in yer toilet… does that count?
Daragh- congratulations. I always knew there was a little “Story-Bud!” in you somewhere. Civic eh? Buy a big lock and chain! Ye Knacker!
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At 6:53 am on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, daragh wroteHey Bindi did you see the Commet that flew your way in Perth the other night?
Papa’s got a brand new bag : Losing this bag may not be such a bad thing after all – look how long this post is- Anthony you’re writing more and its better than staring at a bitzy screen all day long – this is fate man, somebody is telling you something here – a good omen – remember all the times when you buy something new, that you don’t need and can’t afford – well now here it is to bite you in the arse…. munch … munch. Although it does give people an idea as to what you would like for xmas! – doesn’t it.
On your last post I sent some comments that never appeared, you still have a major problem on the comments section : everytime you send it – it crashes ,then says its a duplicate comment then you go back in to see if its there and its not- then it appears then it vanishes again, very strange.
Galway Film Fleadh – Do you remember the time we all crashed at my sister Emma’s gaff and you couldn’t see the floor their was so many people there, Mary Mullan actually slept on the stairs someone else on the back of the t.v and many slept in my car aswell – we got to see no films at all and enjoyed every minute of it, ah those were the days.
When are you coming over and for how long?
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At 10:05 am on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, STILLINDUBLIN assertedWhy do film geeks all like living in the past?
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At 10:59 am on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, elenamary decided it was worth pointing outso sorry you lost your bag belongings
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At 12:11 pm on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, daragh wanted everyone to knowDean’s feeling left out, boo hooo – ain’t no geek neither – hey you can talk Mr. Morph claymationman.
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At 2:46 pm on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, LIAM CLANCY channelledToo little, too late my friend. Like I care what you think of me you schmuck!
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At 2:52 pm on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, Anthony channelledOk, I’m going to start inforcing the “No Impersonation” rule again because that gave me a start.
JIMI, I let the Dorian Gray thing go but enough is enough! If you really vant to fool me you’ll have to use a computer outside Vancouver.
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At 3:28 pm on Monday 05th 2005f December 2005, JIMI channelledSorry? I have no idea what you’re talking about. I think that little WEE JIMMY fecker might be up to his old tricks. Or even worse that pretentious JAMES FINLAN geezer.
How’s the, er…writing on the alleged secret, er… project coming along?
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At 8:04 am on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, Bindi announcedAnthony, bummer about your bag.
Ivan, don’t worry about the knife, it’s an old chestnut that I like to bring out to amuse myself if I can get a bite. I still miss it though!
Daragh ya dag. The email Xanda gave me for you bounces. Probably Xanda.
Galway Film Fleadh (jesus that’s hard to spell for us non-oirish folks) – went to a few in the mid 90’s and don’t remember anything beyond the Guinness tent. I’m kind-of ashamed about that one… Did I miss anything?
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At 8:07 am on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, Your loyal friend declaredJimi… do you remember “The Crankies”?
Use’nt you to dress like a boy and wear shorts! Wee Jimi indeed!!!
And now a comment for Daragh – Nhearrr…‘stowee bud? Hohwsitgoen? Aw’roight! Can ye pull a bbburnar in ya new Hondahh! Rapih wha’! Deadly buzz wha’? Didge ye robb it? Is it hoh? Oi’ve gah de new Aslahhnn CD foar ye. Its deadly whah! Go onnnnn de Aslannn!
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At 10:20 am on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, daragh postedI see you never forget where you came from Dean!
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At 10:27 am on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, Your loyal friend statedWho said that? Shit, I can’t retort cuz My mac won’t display the ull name path. Damn, now i’ve got a nose bleed cuz i used a big word 6 letter word!!!!
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At 1:34 pm on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, JIMI wroteDEAN>> What’s the “Crankies”? Remember, I’m a mucker so I didn’t have the elusive ‘channilz’ whilst growing up. Just good old RTE. And sure what more could you want? Please, though – no more mucker insults or I’ll have to report you to the NAACP (National Association for the Advancement of Culchie People).
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At 7:48 pm on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, Ivan wanted everyone to knowBummer on the bag man but its contents would have soon become part of the defunct technology wing of your living room anyway.
Yes I remember the bench sleeping incident, waking up to a tramp pretending not to pick my pocket as you came back into view from Eyre square. Then the tramp guiltily guided us to some charity breakfast potacabin place. Weird but true.
What date are you home? I’m in France from the 26th to the 29th.
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At 7:57 pm on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, daragh pounch attestedAnthony – Whats your plan for Christmas & New Year? Zaini was on to me and wants to know do you feel like going to see him in Galway?
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At 9:00 pm on Tuesday 06th 2005f December 2005, JIMI was compelled to shareIVAN>> Okay, I know what you’re getting at. Yes, I admit. I WAS that tramp. Well, us Galwegians have always been economically oppressed by you Dubliners so I felt justified in adjusting the imbalance. Still, water under the proverbial bridge, eh?
My last comment never made it past the SPAM NAZI. Pity. Twas an amusing comment about the National Association for the Advancement of Culchie People (NAACP) of which I am a founding member. Oh well…
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At 9:34 am on Wednesday 07th 2005f December 2005, Your loyal friend was compelled to shareANTHONY!
About your bag – years ago, when I were a young lad, I used to have a very expensive mountain bike. Twas deadly so twas. Used ta lock it outside the door of the place i worked. Then one day, i walked outside after work was over and all i found was a lock and chain dangling from the railings.
2 Months later I had already bought my first car.
Think positive!
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At 1:35 pm on Wednesday 07th 2005f December 2005, Tom realised it was important that we all should understandWell…the way I figure it, one of two people have your bag.
Liam Clancy…or God. After all, God is a bit of a Clancy Brothers fan himself. Just feel good that you got spared the lightning bolt.
And you’re really not feeling bad about that post, are you? I took it all in good fun.
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At 2:34 pm on Wednesday 07th 2005f December 2005, JIMI discoursedDamn! I’ve been nabbed by the SPAM filter. He’s obviously got a ‘High Brow’ setting on it so it’s filtering out my astute and pertinent observations. Oh well…
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At 9:27 pm on Wednesday 07th 2005f December 2005, Anthony postedTom, I’m not feeling guilty about the post in regards to you. In fact, I’m not really feeling guilty about it.
JIMI, can’t find your comment – there’ve been problems with Spam Karma recently so I’ve switched to Akismet. Let’s see how that works.
Ivan, I’ll be home from the 24th to the 1st.
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At 1:11 am on Thursday 08th 2005f December 2005, JIMI decided it was worth pointing outANTHONY>> I made a very witty comment (twice) about me being a member of the National Association for the Advancement of Culchie People (NAACP). It was a beautiful moment but alas it was lost in cyberspace…
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At 11:26 am on Thursday 08th 2005f December 2005, STILLINDUBLIN professedAnthony… Please ask your colleagues in game-world about this-
I got Call o Duty United Offensive back home. I can play online mp and join games etc but I can’t host one for my mate and visa-versa. We have to resort to joining other peops servers and even then, when we call up the list, his is different to mine. I did see somewhere in a forum that said to type his IP into the console but it always tells me I’m missing a command or something.
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Please help. Please. Help me Anthon-ehy, you’re my only hope
Or Jimi…
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At 11:26 am on Thursday 08th 2005f December 2005, J proclaimedJIMI did no one warn you not to mention the culchie word even remotely within earshot of Nigel – he’ll have us all done for turnip smuggling
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At 1:45 pm on Thursday 08th 2005f December 2005, JIMI decided it was worth pointing outJ>> Turnips? Can you get me some?
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At 3:40 am on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, JIMI declaredFELIM>> If you’re listening: Congrats on the new job! Perhaps the time is right for a James Finlan retrospective. I hear he’s currently working on a director’s cut of ‘Atonement’. If you’re quick you might get him before Cork do…
(plus PREVIOUSLY UNSEEN: Finlan’s film version of J.D Salinger’s “Perfect Day for Bananafish” short story. I shit you not. This was made during Finlan’s ‘pre Atonement’ phase. Explosive stuff)
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At 5:09 am on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, STILLINDUBLIN discoursedYeah Turnips really help one host online multiplayer deathmatches alright. Jeez, I thought you’z boyez were all geeks!
But yes, Turnips, think of the Littons. Maybe Mr. D’s Christmas wish has come true after all.
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At 6:50 am on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, J testifiedI have my sources Jimi….
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At 9:17 am on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, Babs wroteY’all have gotten VERY strange.
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At 10:24 am on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, Bindi saidI agree. But they always were.
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At 12:15 pm on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, STILLINDUBLIN announcedBabs… you sound like Daisy Duke.. not the new one, the old one (Much Nicer)
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At 2:22 pm on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, JIMI testifiedJ>> Looking for spuds as well. I’m looking to score some records or golden wonders. Not interested in American russet varieties. They just don’t do it for me anymore. Long live the cause!
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At 2:23 pm on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, JIMI saidDean>> sure wha’ would I know about home computers? And me a mucker…
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At 10:32 pm on Friday 09th 2005f December 2005, Babs announcedI SOUND like Daisy Duke??
Makes it an even greater pity that, currently, I LOOK more like bloody Cleetus.
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At 8:43 am on Saturday 10th 2005f December 2005, Bindi postedWhy do we do this? It’s strangely enticing but the novelty wears off. Disappointingly soon.
I can’t anymore, I’m busy raising day-old chicks and growing tomatoes in baskets. Can’t do both. Sayonara folks.
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At 11:35 am on Saturday 10th 2005f December 2005, daragh pounch started typing, with this resultDon’t forget to hug that tree Bindi! It’s like Pringels….once you pop you can’t stop!
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At 11:58 am on Saturday 10th 2005f December 2005, JIMI channelledAh yes. The joy of inserting Pringels (sic) into one’s facial oraface (sic)...
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At 3:04 pm on Saturday 10th 2005f December 2005, JIMI was compelled to shareOh my God!!! I misspelt the word “sick”. How silly of me. I’m such an idiot…
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At 9:57 pm on Saturday 10th 2005f December 2005, daragh felt the urge to writeHa Ha James Nazi Grammer Dude –
Anthony – Yea Zani says thats cool see you then!
Nearly got all me xmas pressies.
Happy birthday to me skin & blister!
EMMA!
MArch OF tHe PenGuins
ThE LiOn ThE WiTcH & tHe WardropE
De ya watch any moVies at talL at talL anymoRe aNtO?
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At 12:58 am on Sunday 11th 2005f December 2005, JIMI wanted everyone to knowEr DARAGH>> I didn’t actually misspell ‘sick’. Comments #36 & #37 constitute an attempt at high-level intellectual and, er dare I say post-modern humour, in direct and flagrant contravention of the Vancouver Agreement.
So there! Now, in the interest of lowering the level. I’m still waiting on entries for my Limerick competitiion:
There once was a girl from Regina…
Discuss. Complete. Enjoy…
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At 6:37 am on Sunday 11th 2005f December 2005, Babs postedBah. Pringles are rank.
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At 9:02 am on Sunday 11th 2005f December 2005, daragh channelledJ
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At 4:11 pm on Sunday 11th 2005f December 2005, J proclaimedJIMI all types of tubers and other underground vegetables can be procured, though at a price. I’m still trying to think of a vegetable related limerick though having seen the high standard of witty repartee in the comments section I fear my efforts may be in vain.
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At 7:32 pm on Sunday 11th 2005f December 2005, JIMI announcedJ>> just dumb it down and you’ll be fine. I’m desperately trying to think of a ‘Regina’ limerick for the competition.
“There once was a girl called Regina…”
(pronounced ‘Reg-eye-na’)
Any ideas? I’m at a loss here…
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At 8:14 am on Monday 12th 2005f December 2005, daragh channelledThe spam filter or whatever is wrong with the comments box is a bit mad these days – the comments are deleted most times, but my last comment only lets me say the letter ‘J’
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At 9:31 am on Monday 12th 2005f December 2005, elenamary saidAnthony, you wanna take me home with you to Ireland?!
Please?! I fit nicely in luggage. I make a good “woman in a box”...you know you open-up the box when you need a lady to drink or dust.
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At 1:28 pm on Monday 12th 2005f December 2005, Anthony decided it was worth pointing outNow there’s an offer I can’t refuse. Have yourself packed up and shipped to me at Rockstar Games in NYC and we’ll go from there.
And Daragh, I was wondering what you meant by “J”. I thought it was just some kind of very efficient code.
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At 1:41 pm on Monday 12th 2005f December 2005, JIMI proclaimedI think what Daragh meant by ‘J’ was:
“JIMI, ya little fucker. Enough with the intellectual humour already”.
At least that’s how I interpreted it…
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At 2:47 am on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, D started typing, with this resultElenamary atop a large Christmas tree arrayed with turnips sailing through into the arrivals hall. We must all be there.
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At 4:50 am on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, daragh proclaimedCAUTION CAUTION RED ALERT : Anthony, Elenamary is really wee jimmy finlan….Think about it its too good to be true…. who else can fit into a suitcase like our wee jmmy?
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At 10:18 am on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, J wanted everyone to knowAnd a fine woman in a box he’d make to….
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At 12:32 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, JIMI wanted everyone to knowWell told Daragh. Hats off!
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At 6:12 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, daragh discoursedOh shit, I’ve pissed him off, I know that tone of voice….. It wasn’t that good, cheap I know. Hey James are you coming back for Christmas? How long is the stint in Canada for and when are we coming over?
Anto
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At 6:13 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, daragh typedYour msg is missing Anthony
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At 6:16 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, daragh saidJesus,... this would drive you to drink- open another door on the advent calender….its the season alright, people buying any auld crap they can get their hands on
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At 6:29 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, JIMI postedDARAGH>> I’m glad to see the ‘Tone of Voice’ plugin is doing its job. Technology, eh? Amazing shtuff.
Well I WAS planning to come home for Christmas but after the hurtful comment I’m not sure if I can face the homeland.
I think I’m just going to hide out in Canada for the rest of my life. I’ll probably move to Richmond, where all the Chinese folk live, just outside Vancouver. I shall feel at home amongst my diminutive Asian friends.
ANTHONY>> er, did you find the bag?
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At 8:39 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, Anthony discoursedNo, no I didn’t find it.
Is anybody else having their comments truncated, or is it just Daragh? Daragh, have you tried actually posting in proper English? You know, with actual meaningful punctuation and stuff? It might help.
It would sure help me.
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At 9:56 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, JIMI announcedMy comments aren’t being trunca
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At 9:57 pm on Tuesday 13th 2005f December 2005, JIMI professedted.
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At 4:05 am on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, daragh announcedOh you’re all very schmart aren’t you! Nice little double act going on now. Punkchewation? – It’s this bloody tone of voice plug in that i’ve got!
Thats riiiigggggghhhhhtttttt!
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At 4:29 am on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, daragh declaredDean
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At 7:46 am on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, Ivan proclaimedI meant to say 24th to 29th, so still up for new years boozin with Nigel?
This christmas in the finest French tradition I will be eating a castrated cock. Mmmmm
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At 1:09 pm on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, JIMI wanted everyone to knowANTHONY>> Speaking of CASTRATED COCKS>> any word on the 2005 Annual ‘In the Dark’ post procuction party? I won’t be home for it but I hope the tradition continues…
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At 5:23 pm on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, Anthony professedNew Year’s boozing good. Still want to keep it quiet, though. Especially as I’ll be getting on a plane the next day.
And JIMI, if indeed the tradition of having the party has continued, which I doubt, then the tradition of telling me about it has not.
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At 7:52 pm on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, JIMI decided it was worth pointing outANTHONY>> Well, the tradition of keeping me ‘in the dark’ about any goings on is alive and well. This could be a good omen.
You see, if the party WASN’T going ahead then somebody would have told me that it WAS. Do you follow my (twisted) logic? So, I’m assuming that since nobody has told me about it that it is going ahead. I suspect you’re in on the ‘keep Jimi in the dark’ conspiracy…
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At 8:11 pm on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, Ivan proclaimedQuiet? I just suggested Nigel pick up a bottle of Absinthe in london. We can drink very strong mind bending liquor quietly I suppose…
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At 9:43 pm on Wednesday 14th 2005f December 2005, drew saidI feel for ya, man. If I were Bill O’Reilly, I’d say it had something to do with people saying “Happy Holidays” instead of Merry Christmas. But then, I’d be an idiot.
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At 7:00 am on Thursday 15th 2005f December 2005, J proclaimedAnyone else thinking that Nigel, Anthony, Ivan and a bottle of absinthe is a dangerous (yet intriguing) way to start the new year?
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At 2:48 pm on Thursday 15th 2005f December 2005, JIMI discoursedJ>> It’s a frightening thought. Anything could happen. Let’s just say I’m glad I’m on the other side of the globe…
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At 5:30 pm on Thursday 15th 2005f December 2005, J was compelled to shareThough it could have the makings of the next Godot, y’know.
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At 5:49 pm on Thursday 15th 2005f December 2005, J opinedAw man – am I allowed a belated evil bill and ted moment there?
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At 8:13 pm on Thursday 15th 2005f December 2005, JIMI was inspired to addJ>> I envision more of a Patrick Kavanagh/Van Gogh/Oliver Reed scenario. Not so sure about a Beckett vibe. Thanks be to God I’m not around or you’d have to throw Toulouse Lautrec into the equation. Not a pretty sight as he was a hoor for the old Absinthe…
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At 8:23 pm on Thursday 15th 2005f December 2005, Anthony testifiedI hesitate to ask… Which one am I?
(Not Oliver Reed, not Oliver Reed, not Oliver Reed).
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At 2:57 am on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, JIMI felt the urge to writeer…can I get back to you on that?
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At 3:02 am on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, DORIAN GRAY announcedHey! What’s this ‘In the Dark Party’ anyway? Sounds like my kinda bash! Details please…
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At 6:18 am on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, J impartedAnthony I think by default you’d be Kavangh – he was always a man for a hat.
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At 1:32 pm on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, Ivan was compelled to shareI’ll be olli then but my stature would make me more of a lautrec. Could be Kavanagh though, was wearing a trilby long before Anthony and have been known to be a whinging little bollox.
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At 3:05 pm on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, DORIAN GRAY typedWell we all know who’d be Toulouse, eh? That little wee diminutive fecker, known (somewhat amusingly) as Wee Jimmy Finlan. He he he he he he he he…
But pray tell, how come there’s no volunteers to be Van Gogh?
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At 4:37 pm on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, J started typing, with this resultMy money was on Nigel to be Reed – always saw Ivan as more of a Van Gogh type but then as the old song goes it’s your party
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At 6:31 pm on Friday 16th 2005f December 2005, JIMI assertedIVAN>> Sorry mister, but you’re no Lautrec. You’re not fit to untie my designer sneakers.
By the way, did you know small is the new tall? (It’s true. I read it on the net’. I’ve waited a long time for this seismic cultural shift. The world is my oyster (at last).
The jokes shall have to be rewritten. My diminutive friends and I shall taunt our taller brethern with such spiteful phrases as “Tall Tom” and “Hunky Harry” (for word has it that hunk is the new nerd).
Let the games commence…
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At 2:13 pm on Saturday 17th 2005f December 2005, Babs statedWhat are you going to call tall chicks then??
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At 9:18 pm on Saturday 17th 2005f December 2005, JIMI statedBABS>> Thanks for your astute question. According to my extensive research Tall chicks are in and Tall guys are out. Apparently all the tall chicks are going for short guys. I shit you not. I’m just waiting for the trend to hit Vancouver. We’re a bit behind the times here…
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At 8:04 am on Tuesday 20th 2005f December 2005, elenamary was inspired to addI am not Jimmy. I am not anyone other than elenamary and i do really exisit.
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At 8:19 am on Tuesday 20th 2005f December 2005, Anthony attestedYou go girl!
Seriously, read her blog. She is real.