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George Costanza’s Greatest Hits

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1. “The Sea Was Angry That Day, My Friends” monologue (The Marine Biologist)
Jerry has set George up on a date. Since George is unemployed, Jerry (for some reason) has pretended that his friend is a marine biologist. During the date, George and his new love interest happen upon a beached whale. Earlier in the same episode, Kramer practices his drive by firing golf balls into the sea. Read the rest of this entry »

May 27th, 2010. 14 Comments »

So my birthday party went pretty well…

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May 27th, 2010. Comment now »

Clearly, I’m one of Ireland’s swingingest journalists

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Ireland’s first adult magazine has just hit the shelves. Blue Ireland bills itself as this country’s answer to Playboy. And it’s based in the salubrious, Hefner-esque surroundings of the Fonthill Industrial Estate in Clondalkin. The pool parties, no doubt, will be don’t-miss occasions.

This exciting news was broken in an email yesterday to an extremely select group of Irish journalists. We’re talking about half a dozen names. (The sender forgot to BCC.) I’m not going to name names, since they probably have no more idea how they ended up on it than I do. But I’m flattered to be among them. Clearly, my reputation Ireland’s swingingest journalist precedes me! Read the rest of this entry »

May 26th, 2010. 28 Comments »

Obnoxious Rich Idiot Ponces Around City, Secretly Detested By All…

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May 26th, 2010. Comment now »

You Belong To Me (1952)

May 26th, 2010. 2 Comments »

Breakfast has long been a meal that nourished the Irish soul…

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In times past, an Irishman might have awoken to find his potatoes blighted, his children exiled and his religion proscribed. But put a plate of rashers in front of him and things suddenly didn’t look so bad. Read the rest of this article here.

May 25th, 2010. 2 Comments »

Randomers: an apologia

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By throwing-out time on a Friday night, the streets resemble a ripped seam or a Hieronymus Bosch painting come to life. The footpaths teem with swaying bodies and grimacing faces. Some are belligerent. Others are content. Others still are lovelorn. Most are drunk. And some… Well, some of us are peckish since you ask. In the bars and clubs from whence we were ejected, dim lighting encouraged coyness and prevarication. Here however, in the unforgiving glare of the late night florescent chip shop, conversations tend to be blunt and to the point. Read the rest of this entry »

May 24th, 2010. 4 Comments »

Published: Village Magazine, September 2005

The lonesome death of Hank Williams

*Jun 01*
This year does not mark the fiftieth anniversary of the lonesome death of Hank Williams. That was over two years ago, on New Year’s Day 2003. Nor is this the centenary of his birth – that milestone won’t be reached until September 17th 2023. A glossy, overpriced compilation of his greatest hits is not in stores now. And it doesn’t include underwhelming “new” tracks, or feature inane liner-notes penned by the director of some lame biopic. Read the rest of this entry »

May 24th, 2010. 2 Comments »

To the cyclist who yelled “Love the blog, Eoin”… and then cycled into a wall

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Thank you. That was one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. But I probably shouldn’t have laughed. I think you said “Love the blog, Eoin!” But it might have been “Love the bog, Eoin!” I can’t be 100% sure. Read the rest of this entry »

May 24th, 2010. 17 Comments »

Oh Lord, it’s so hard to be humble

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The Special One’s departure for Real Madrid is confirmed. It’s a move that, on the face of it, could be a disaster. He’s not a fan of superstar players or interfering chairmen/club presidents. There are question marks too about how his defensive approach will go over with Real fans. Read the rest of this entry »

May 24th, 2010. 2 Comments »