Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
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FAITH ALIVE
1. Filipino Catholics celebrate Good Friday by nailing some guy to a cross. Read the rest of this entry »
ALTERNATE TAGLINES CONSIDERED, BUT ULTIMATELY REJECTED, FOR THIS BLOG
When I was setting up this blog, I was told I had to have my own name as the URL. It was the only way people would remember it. But since there was something a little “1968 Comeback Special” about putting my own name on the masthead, I decided that a separate tagline was also in order. Read the rest of this entry »
GENO (1980)
From the album Searching for the Young Soul Rebels. I was actually trying to find Seven Days Is Too Long (from the same album), but the only version of it on YouTube cannot be embedded for some reason. (You can listen to it here.) However, while searching for Seven Days is Too Long I did come across this. No disrespect to the guy, but I think Laptopsdirect’s returns policy is the least of his worries!
THIS IS FUNNY
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From the Daily Show back in 2003, Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert report (or don’t report) on a steamy royal scandal. Worth watching till the end, Colbert completely cracks up, very hilarious indeed…
OH FOR GOD’S SAKE, TELL ME SOMETHING I DON’T KNOW…
The Daily Telegraph is today reporting that bacon sandwiches cure hangovers. I’m afraid, this probably isn’t the scoop of the year for too many people. Incidentally, here’s an article I wrote for the Irish Times when pork was recalled back in December last year. It earned me a mention on What It Says In The Papers and also, fleetingly, the respect and admiration of my friends and family.
HECKLING GEORGE CARLIN: NOT NECESSARILY THE BEST IDEA YOU’LL EVER HAVE
Disclaimer: May contain mild references to profanity, sexuality and/or violence.
IF YOU SEE WHAT I’M GETTING AT
“They give me no fucking credit, no fucking credit at all…”
He’s on the sauce again.
“Bastardin’ pricks, the lot of them.”
Aidan’s not in the best of form tonight. His parents have just gifted his brother a site to build on.
Now Aidan’s wondering why he never got a site to build on.
Maybe, I venture, it’s because he’s not getting married, lives in Dublin and already has a house.
No, no, no, he tells me. I’ve got it all wrong. It’s a big conspiracy… Read the rest of this entry »
FREE THE CHIP SHOP FIVE!
A grave injustice has been done. Five young men have been punished for a crime they had very little to do with. Barred for life from Marco’s Take Away in Stoneybatter (the fast food outlet of choice for a new generation), tut-tutted at by every pain-in-the-hole auld one in a two mile radius, and for what? The muddled testimony of a henpecked chip shop owner? The palsied lies of his stubby-fingered wife? Read the rest of this article here.
IN THE WEE SMALL HOURS OF THE MORNING (1955)
Up very late writing up an interview with David Kitt for the Irish Times. Don’t think he likes giving interviews. Don’t think I like transcribing them. Either way this song has been stuck in my head all night. Sublime.
NOTHING IN THIS PICTURE MAKES ANY SENSE TO ME…
…But I want a goddamn llama and I want it now.