Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year

Tripping Along The Ledge



I’m working on something today that requires intense concentration, focus, drive and lots of other attributes I’m singularly lacking in. Normal crappy service will resume tomorrow.

June 17th, 2009.


  1. Jenny Says:

    Changing your duvet then is it?

  2. Eoin Says:

    Not far off it Jenny

  3. Mark Says:

    You know what I love about this, Butler? It’s the fact that, presumably some time in the early morning, you make an announcement that you’re going to be too busy for blog-based activities for the rest of the day and that when, at 9.07, someone asks you why, you reply almost immediately.

    Who are you trying to kid here? It’s obviously some kind of attempt to measure the impact of your own absence. This is like making a grandiose announcement that you’re now going to leave a room and not return for some time, and then hiding behind the drapes listening for what people are saying about you. It only works if you refrain from peeking your head out straight away.

  4. Eoin Says:

    Reaction time: Less than one min!

  5. Eoin Says:

    Come on Mark, I’m shallow but not self-obsessed! Whenever someone posts a comment, I get an email that makes a little ping noise.

    Besides I just meant that I won’t be posting any more blog entries today. I’m working on that dating boot camp story I might have been telling you about.

    Can’t seem to get the right angle on it…

  6. Sean Says:

    Ah, the machine that goes ping…
    What’s a dating boot and why is the story camp?

  7. Eoin Says:

    Sean – ‘dating boot’ a new type of footwear that doubles as a calender. Camp because… I dunno… they play Judy Garland songs when you walk.

  8. Mark Says:

    Why’d you have to tell me about the pinging machine? You totally ruined the mental image I had of you speeding through Tehran on the back of a moped, dodging batons and rubber bullets while furiously checking blog-comments on your iPhone.

  9. Eoin Says:

    Who says the boot camp story isn’t just a cover? Who says I’m not dating Iranian girls? Who says the ping sounds isn’t another Iranian girl texting me to remind me that we have a date??

    Eh? Unless you just saw me purchase a ready made dinner in Centra, in which case, the jig is up, isn’t it?

  10. Colin Says:

    Hmm I’m beginning to question Carol Voderman’s ethnic background. Is it me or can you see some Iranian hotness in those eyes ?

  11. Eoin Says:

    Meanwhile, I’m beginning to realise that my blog validates all of the worst assumptions of the Ayatollahs. i.e. that Westerners are decadent hedonists who’d violate the purity of their womenfolk if given half the chance.

    (weeping) It’s true… it’s true… it’s all true…

  12. Colin Says:

    The Pied Piper has no right to complain about where he leads the rats.

  13. Eoin Says:

    So you’re a rat and I’m a jester/paedophile? That analogy doesn’t flatter either of us, Colin!

  14. Colin Says:

    It’s not about flattery, it’s about the truth. Hot Iranian Girl (HIG) truth.

    1) Better to be a rat.
    2) I’m copyrighting the term HIG.
    3) I hope my girlfriend doesn’t read this blog.

  15. Corway Says:

    Brilliant stuff.
    Equally thrilling is the fact that I have (covertly) been using the term HAC over here.
    Yes, you guessed it: HAC = Hot Asian Chick.

  16. Eoin Says:

    And I started this blog with such high hopes…

  17. Corway Says:

    You still doing single reviews for the Ticket?
    Review this cover version man. Daniel Rossen is the best fucking thing in music:


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