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April 30, 2008
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Probably the best YouTube video ever, or at least so far this year.
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RIP mister trippy pants.
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?The way that games started, they were virtually all casual. If you really think about Breakout, Tank and some of those things, games were very, very simple.?
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Conclusive proof, if any were needed, that IGN are a bunch of dicks. And no, revealing that you can both shoot prostitutes and run them over in GTAIV does is not a "spoiler".
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"Stylish & Clean white extended keyboard. Low profile Scissor keys reduces key stroke travel distances and eases pressure on your finger tips." WANT.
April 29, 2008
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I'm sorry, but if you don't find this funny then you can't be my friend.
April 28, 2008
It's Like It Was A Rendez-Vous (only not)
I have a few routes I can take to work. The most boring, and probably slowest one is from Shankill to Dun Laoghaire through Ballybrack. There’s traffic lights and boring bits of really straight roads with 50km/h speed limits. I almost never take that route.
The other one, which is quite nice, is straight over Killiney Hill on the Killiney Hill road and Dalkey Avenue, through Dalkey and onto Ulverton Road. I take that one mostly. It’s not a bad drive, and probably the quickest route. But there’s some horrible speed bumps. And there’s been road works on it for the past two weeks.
The best route, which is FUCKING AWESOME, is this one (you may have to scroll a bit):
I’ve driven this one a few times in the past week. It has magnificent views, hairpins, switchbacks, narrow, twisty bits with walls on both sides, blind corners nice straights, and the road surface is almost entirely perfect (which is rare for Ireland).
April 24, 2008
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Far too funny and true for it's own good.
April 23, 2008
Perth
Walked to Skybus terminal in Melbourne during the busy time ie: lots of drunken people walking into me and my belongings, got there in the nick of time, listened to Nick Cave (not just cause he's Australian) on the way to the airport. Tiger Airways terminal looks like a truck container, scary, was overweight for my baggage allowance due to toiletries, note: don't buy supersized shampoo and conditioner, it may cost you $33 to bring them to Perth, I put stuff into my hand baggage bag, thank fook! Only 800g over now no moolah for the money grabbing bastards!
Got on plane after sitting with a load of total skangers in the terminal / back of the truck container, sitting in the very front seat 1B, yahoo, leg room ahoy, not that I needed it what with me having rather short legs but anyway it was cool.
Put on iPod random shuffle, some loser sits beside me and starts telling me how he paid $50 extra to get the emergency exit seat, I laughed and told him they just offered it to me, he is not impressed, this is the beginning of an eventful plane journey. He keeps talking to me even though I am asleep, the dude on my left is laughing, I think / hope out of pity. Then there is a storm, turbulence ahoy, I think I am going to die at least 10 times, then I see the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in real life, lightening inside a massive black cloud right beside the plane and I am not scared, it's amazing, an explosion every ten seconds inside a cloud, it was like something out of a film, something man made but it was totally natural. I loved it!!
Then the dude on my left starts talking to me, thank fook I say this will make the loser leave me alone, but oh no that doesn't happen, the loser keeps talking and interrupting the conversation, I want to kill him, oh he ate a family sized packet of Doritos and also a family sized packet of home brand jelly babies and drank 2L of water and never went to the toilet within the entire journey, weird I think. The loser dude starts going on about how unsafe flying is, loser!! Then he starts talking to me like I have never traveled anywhere in my life, this is coming from him who has never been anywhere in Australia apart from Melbourne and Perth, someone who has no passport, I want to to the Oz thing and tell him to "get fucked" but I don't, he is giant and also quite scary. Then we get off the plane.
I walk to the baggage carousel, the loser follows me and says he will bring me for Chinese food, ew!! Help me I think, then the dude from the left of me on the plane saves my life (I think) yahooooo!! The loser fecks off.
I meet my friend in Perth Central Train Station, we are accosted by some drunk Aboriginal men, I am shocked, I haven't experienced fear like this in my life, there was about 50 of them and about 20 cops, and me and my friend who are both fairly small with giant bags, help! We are called white cunts, lovely!
Eventually we get into the train station and on our way to Freemantle, 40 mins on a train, I am sick of transport at this stage. I eat some Vienna roll and drink copious amounts of tea and water, flying makes me super thirsty!! Sleepytime!
It's Saturday and we loll about the hostel for the day, out in the back in the sun, everyone is wearing jeans and hoodys, I am in shorts and tshirts, I don't think I am used to the weather yet, though people who know me will know I don't wear much even in an Irish winter so night time in Perth is like the tropics for me! We get ready to go out, I am the first one ready as usual, even before the boys, I don't understand what takes people so long when they get ready for a night out, have shower, get dressed, brush hair, make up optional, ready no? Obviously not, it was all plucking eyebrows and all sorts. Hilarious!!
Three of us are Irish, two Scottish and 2 English, a nice mix, we wait in the train station for 40 mins, the boys are chucking "Goon" down their necks like there's no tomorrow, apparently this stuff makes your gums bleed, makes you vom blood and gives you the trots, not really my cup o cha but each to themselves!! We go to an Irish bar, pints are only $5.50 yahooo (In Melbourne it was up to $10 for a drink) I stick to the low carb Pure Blond, apparently a "flashpacker" drink as in Boost Juice (like Zumo or whatever and also tomatoes on the vine!!). I think I am just being healthy. The dude from the plane and his Oz mates come to the pub, we make a party yah (as one of the Germans said before we went out heehee!!).
I get taken to a rocker bar called Amplifier by the dude from the plane, we walk past a queue of about 700 people and I get lifted over the velvet rope by this beast of a bouncer, whats happening is one of the plane dudes mates bands plays in this place the whole time so we are getting in for free yay!!! Giant Stamp on arm and free booze yum yum!! How sad when there is free drink that my limit nowadays is about 5 bottles and that's a good night when I can fit that much in, I am happily swaying about with a hat on that I have no idea where it came from, dancing in my flip flops, taking 20 mins to queue for the toilet, I hate that!!
Then we go to a party, I am on the H20 as I am full to the brim of beer (yeah 5 bottles I am a lightweight or a cheap date depending on who's talking about me!! They all love us because we are Irish and they all have Irish Parents and the most bizarro accents in the world because of it. We talk pigeon Irish for their amusement it's actually quite funny!! We fall asleep on the couch in the house where there is a party, then the plane dude drops us back to the hostel the next day stopping of to show us some kangaroos, my first sighting, I was mildly disappointed, they were teeny but only cause they are city ones and not the ones in the bush.
We go for Fish and Chips in Freo that night, yum yum is all I am saying, fresh off the boat that day and with proper home made tartar sauce, that cured my hangover, not drinking beer again, my belly is not able for it at all, only red wine from now on and no goon (ever!!).
On Monday we go to the Aquarium, this takes three modes of transport to get to, well two but two trains and a bus to get there and the same back but it was worth it, sharks and they were giant, all the dangerous fish, moon jelly fish that look like aliens, manta rays that I got to touch and I got to touch starfish and it was the most bizarre feeling ever. We got to learn all about the dangerous fish which will be handy when I get to the barrier reef and then home for beans on toast.
I have devised a new hostel diet, weet-bix (yes weet bix not weetabix) for brekki, a boost juice for lunch and soup or salad for dinner, its the only way as cooking is driving me mental, there are two many people and not enough pots or pans and all the knives are blunt as fook and I like them sharper than sharp.
Tuesday we went to the Maritime Museum in Freo, my skirt blew up lots which was just delightful and we had icecream from Baskin Robbins on the beach, lovely.
Today it is raining and I am wearing shorts and everyone keeps asking me am I not cold, what is with that, it's not cold, it's just raining, I don't like to sweat, ever!
Got on plane after sitting with a load of total skangers in the terminal / back of the truck container, sitting in the very front seat 1B, yahoo, leg room ahoy, not that I needed it what with me having rather short legs but anyway it was cool.
Put on iPod random shuffle, some loser sits beside me and starts telling me how he paid $50 extra to get the emergency exit seat, I laughed and told him they just offered it to me, he is not impressed, this is the beginning of an eventful plane journey. He keeps talking to me even though I am asleep, the dude on my left is laughing, I think / hope out of pity. Then there is a storm, turbulence ahoy, I think I am going to die at least 10 times, then I see the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in real life, lightening inside a massive black cloud right beside the plane and I am not scared, it's amazing, an explosion every ten seconds inside a cloud, it was like something out of a film, something man made but it was totally natural. I loved it!!
Then the dude on my left starts talking to me, thank fook I say this will make the loser leave me alone, but oh no that doesn't happen, the loser keeps talking and interrupting the conversation, I want to kill him, oh he ate a family sized packet of Doritos and also a family sized packet of home brand jelly babies and drank 2L of water and never went to the toilet within the entire journey, weird I think. The loser dude starts going on about how unsafe flying is, loser!! Then he starts talking to me like I have never traveled anywhere in my life, this is coming from him who has never been anywhere in Australia apart from Melbourne and Perth, someone who has no passport, I want to to the Oz thing and tell him to "get fucked" but I don't, he is giant and also quite scary. Then we get off the plane.
I walk to the baggage carousel, the loser follows me and says he will bring me for Chinese food, ew!! Help me I think, then the dude from the left of me on the plane saves my life (I think) yahooooo!! The loser fecks off.
I meet my friend in Perth Central Train Station, we are accosted by some drunk Aboriginal men, I am shocked, I haven't experienced fear like this in my life, there was about 50 of them and about 20 cops, and me and my friend who are both fairly small with giant bags, help! We are called white cunts, lovely!
Eventually we get into the train station and on our way to Freemantle, 40 mins on a train, I am sick of transport at this stage. I eat some Vienna roll and drink copious amounts of tea and water, flying makes me super thirsty!! Sleepytime!
It's Saturday and we loll about the hostel for the day, out in the back in the sun, everyone is wearing jeans and hoodys, I am in shorts and tshirts, I don't think I am used to the weather yet, though people who know me will know I don't wear much even in an Irish winter so night time in Perth is like the tropics for me! We get ready to go out, I am the first one ready as usual, even before the boys, I don't understand what takes people so long when they get ready for a night out, have shower, get dressed, brush hair, make up optional, ready no? Obviously not, it was all plucking eyebrows and all sorts. Hilarious!!
Three of us are Irish, two Scottish and 2 English, a nice mix, we wait in the train station for 40 mins, the boys are chucking "Goon" down their necks like there's no tomorrow, apparently this stuff makes your gums bleed, makes you vom blood and gives you the trots, not really my cup o cha but each to themselves!! We go to an Irish bar, pints are only $5.50 yahooo (In Melbourne it was up to $10 for a drink) I stick to the low carb Pure Blond, apparently a "flashpacker" drink as in Boost Juice (like Zumo or whatever and also tomatoes on the vine!!). I think I am just being healthy. The dude from the plane and his Oz mates come to the pub, we make a party yah (as one of the Germans said before we went out heehee!!).
I get taken to a rocker bar called Amplifier by the dude from the plane, we walk past a queue of about 700 people and I get lifted over the velvet rope by this beast of a bouncer, whats happening is one of the plane dudes mates bands plays in this place the whole time so we are getting in for free yay!!! Giant Stamp on arm and free booze yum yum!! How sad when there is free drink that my limit nowadays is about 5 bottles and that's a good night when I can fit that much in, I am happily swaying about with a hat on that I have no idea where it came from, dancing in my flip flops, taking 20 mins to queue for the toilet, I hate that!!
Then we go to a party, I am on the H20 as I am full to the brim of beer (yeah 5 bottles I am a lightweight or a cheap date depending on who's talking about me!! They all love us because we are Irish and they all have Irish Parents and the most bizarro accents in the world because of it. We talk pigeon Irish for their amusement it's actually quite funny!! We fall asleep on the couch in the house where there is a party, then the plane dude drops us back to the hostel the next day stopping of to show us some kangaroos, my first sighting, I was mildly disappointed, they were teeny but only cause they are city ones and not the ones in the bush.
We go for Fish and Chips in Freo that night, yum yum is all I am saying, fresh off the boat that day and with proper home made tartar sauce, that cured my hangover, not drinking beer again, my belly is not able for it at all, only red wine from now on and no goon (ever!!).
On Monday we go to the Aquarium, this takes three modes of transport to get to, well two but two trains and a bus to get there and the same back but it was worth it, sharks and they were giant, all the dangerous fish, moon jelly fish that look like aliens, manta rays that I got to touch and I got to touch starfish and it was the most bizarre feeling ever. We got to learn all about the dangerous fish which will be handy when I get to the barrier reef and then home for beans on toast.
I have devised a new hostel diet, weet-bix (yes weet bix not weetabix) for brekki, a boost juice for lunch and soup or salad for dinner, its the only way as cooking is driving me mental, there are two many people and not enough pots or pans and all the knives are blunt as fook and I like them sharper than sharp.
Tuesday we went to the Maritime Museum in Freo, my skirt blew up lots which was just delightful and we had icecream from Baskin Robbins on the beach, lovely.
Today it is raining and I am wearing shorts and everyone keeps asking me am I not cold, what is with that, it's not cold, it's just raining, I don't like to sweat, ever!
April 21, 2008
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Pulp Fiction, as written by William Shakespeare. Well, a couple of passages anyway. Very good, I want to see the rest!
Heads Up
I'm heading over to London this Friday for the weekend, mainly to visit my Good Mate Adrian of sevitzdotcom fame, and also to experience some of the sights and flavours of Londinium I may not have seen before.
So if you're in London (permanently or just by coincidence) this weekend, let me know and we'll like totally hook up. Adrian has lots of stuff planned, and has even created a Facebook event to help organise things, which are set so far to include drinking in a nice pub (probably in or near Wandsworth), drinking (and sushi) in a fancy pub/lounge, going to the Ian Fleming exhibition in the Imperial War Museum, and dinner in Ian and Nat's. If you don't know Ian and Nat, you really should. They're lovely people.
There's plenty of time for other stuff too, so if you want to meet up for a drink or a sambo give me a shout, I'll do my best be there.
If you want to join us, go to Facebook and let us know you'll be there. Looking forward to seeing you.
[photo courtesy Richard Moross]
April 17, 2008
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BOOM! Awesome.
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"Research was conducted among two groups of boys and the group that DIDN'T play videogames got into more trouble than those who actually played violent videogames." Anyone out there that DIDN'T already know this?
Like Lady Godiva
What do you think, better than or not as good as the Phil Collins one with the Gorilla?
April 16, 2008
Babs - Aged Like, Really Young (or something)
As per Babs request on the previous post, here’s the photo of her when she was all cute and ickle.
AWWLOOKITDELIDDLEBABBY!
April 13, 2008
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My favourite APOD photo from the past while. She sure is a beautiful place, this planet we live on.
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Totally brilliant, original hand-puppetry. Click "English", click "videos", and watch a few. If you don't laugh, or at least chuckle, you're probably dead.
April 12, 2008
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The most awesome bit of WiiWare news so far
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A bit like a Flash-based Crayon Physics. Very good.
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Utterly, utterly cool action figures. If these went on sale they'd be perpetually sold out.
April 11, 2008
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Here's mine. Apparently, I say "fucking" too much in my Tweets. It would seem that way, anyway.
April 10, 2008
Me - Aged One And A Half (ish)
Inspired by ZeFrank, here's a photo of me when I was only ickle. I think (and so does me Mam) that I'm about one and a half in this photo, and teething, hence the red (or slightly darker grey) cheeks.
I also think there's a definite resemblance between me and my niece Isobel, who's currently roughly about the same age as me in this photo. Have a look and tell me if you agree.
Oh, and if anyone else wants to continue the thread/meme/thingy, please find an old photo of yourself, blog it, and tell me about it in the comments.
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Totally amazing, one of those things that makes you go all warm and tingly inside. WAY better than Frozen Grand Central. [via Kottke and sevitzdotcom]
Greetings From Oz-Tralia
Yo peeps, this gotta be really quick or fast or whatever you like cause I am in Global Gossip and they are charging me 3 dolla per hour for the joy of using their PC web (God I WISH I had brought my laptop!! But then where would I keep it while slumming in the hostels??)
I am in Melbourne at the moment, have rented a wonderful Hynudai Getz (snarf!!!) for the weekend and am driving (yes me in a foreign country!!) the Great Ocean Road and we are also going to Philip Island to see the sights and then I am back to Melbourne and then next Friday i am heading off to Perth (yes backwards but thats the way the cookie crumbled) to see my darling friend Marzipan (thats not her real name) then I fly back to Mel and then onto Alice Springs and then back to Mel (tigerairlines doesnt fly out to anywhere else I want to go - the bastards!!) then when I get back to Melbourne hopefully I sleep for a couple of nights - I have been haing serious trouble lately!!) then I fly to Cairns for some sunshine and so I can have an afro with my curly hair in the 95% humidity - yock, then I am bussing or car sharing all the way to Canberra stopping off along the way anywhere that will have me, then I am hoping to get a train to Melbourne - preferably for free!! - and then hopefully if I have the sponds I will be heading to Wellington to see my lovely friend who got marrried on the beach last year and who I havent seen in a long long time, for a week ish then back to Melbourne (yes AGAIN but I have FREEEEEEEE accomodation there) and then the long and tortorous flight home.
- Who ever invented flight socks should be killed. I have had a bad reaction to the water here, in that my legs are flaring up into a delightful rash every time I have a shower, dont worry it hasnt stopped me from showering, I smell delightful always!!
- Whoever invented annoying fellow passengers who smell like they have been drinking solidly for three days, are sweating and also havent showered for a long long time should also be de-balled (of course it was a man!!)
- Whoever invented Sushi deserves a big massive smooch from the one and only Babs!!
- The Botanical Gardens here are beautiful, they are very hilly though and because I wore my cons today and not my flip flops (I am sorry I refuse to call them "thongs") I now have a ig boo boo blister on one of my ankles, thankfully not both so I am only walking sort of funny!!
- The wine you get for $4.99 here is actually quite pallatable!!
- I want some Barrys tea SO much. If anyone wants to send me some let me know and I will give you the Melbourne address. (Also some Cadburys choc and King Cheese and Onion and a batch loaf and some real butter would come in mightily handy)
- These bullet points are annoying me already so I am sure they are annoying everyone else too.
Gotta leggit to eat something, my belly is hungry, I have no food I will have to go to the giant supermarket, shite!
Love, Babs xxxxx
April 8, 2008
George Update
As requested by TUG, a quick George update.
Georges' current favourite activities are eating, sleeping, and running around at great speed after inanimate objects. His favourite toys are pieces of paper, corks, and a ribbon (do you buy cat toys for your cat? You're a numpty). He's also currently sporting a poofy red elasticated "training collar", after he obliterated the nice reflective one we got him.
We've had lots of visitors lately, and he's coped admirably. I mean yeah, he's mad as a brush, but he's cool. He got on particularly well with Jack, my cousin Ame's (and her husband Adam's) baby. And Nikki was away for a week and a half so he seemed to miss her a lot too, so it's been a difficult time for him*, but he's doing alright.
He's also currently teething (George I mean). At the moment he's got four canine teeth on the top and two on the bottom, He looks like a cross between a shark and a cat. He also has no premolars on one side, so he has the look of a pirate about him too. Kind of like a mutant shark-pirate-cat.
*This is called "anthropomorphism".
April 5, 2008
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I'd call it "What everyone is any western country should know about the Middle East" myself. Loads of stuff I didn't know here, like Arabs being Semites and so forth.
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A review of Outside (i.e. the outside world) as if it were a video game. Brilliant stuff. I prefer Inside, the graphics are better.
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Hey lookit! It's an umbrella with built-in brass knuckles, in case you get into a fight while it's raining! Why did no-one think of this before?!
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Probably the best URL shortening service in the world. It definitely has the best name, anyway.
April 4, 2008
The Promise Of Future Revenue
I was looking for a transcript of this to write a rambling post with several interesting points of view. But then I though I’d just let you watch it (it’s 30 secs).
Is the Internet ready as a monetized distribution mechanism? The South Park people have put every episode, ever of their show online for all to watch (although apparently they don’t work in the UK), with three 10-15 second ads during the video, one at the beginning, one just before halfway through and one three-quarters of the way through, which can’t be skipped or forwarded. The ads seem to be on a random loop.
South Park Studios seem to have taken a traditional medium (ie, cartoons, on telly) and put it online in a way which makes money, without the major studios (or Cartoon Network specifically) making too much of a fuss about it, and with little or no reaction from the online news/tech people. This is the way forward. If you had the choice to watch Battlestar Galactica next week, on Sky One, with four 3-minute ad-breaks, or watch it tomorrow, on your computer, with 4 or five 10-15 second ad breaks, which would you do? I know what I’d do. And I wouldn’t be taking anything away from the content creators, as I would be watching it on their website, with money from their ads going directly to them. No torrents, no dodgy “rapidsharing” or whatever. Just TV programmes, on the internet, for free.
Discuss.
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