July 2010
7 posts
Born into confusion.
Sometimes I feel like my life is the cartoon before the film, the light relief before the main story, the prelude to a plot point, to an epilogue that you just never see. And here we are just gloved up hands, dancing paint and googly eyes, waiting for the main feature to begin. It never does.
As I get older I sometimes feel the stretch of time, judging myself by the standards of others, marks...
Competition time!
We’re in Cork at the moment and I bought a beaver.
This beaver!
http://www.twitpic.com/27l8zo
The woman in the shop gave me such a look when I was buying it, but I bought it for you Twitter! FOR YOU!
To win the or my beaver, you need to guess something. There is a shoe shop near us, it has this
http://short.ie/pjmz37
A melted babies head on a stick for sale. How much is it on sale...
Confessions of an Information Addict.
Dear Twitter,
It’s not you, it’s me.
A stock phrase in the face of a break up, a time out, a reevaluation of our relationships. Not entirely true though, more accurately it would be.
It’s sometimes you, but more often than not, it’s me.
I’m writing this to explain something but it’s not to you, it’s to myself. I’m addicted to information, that...
Science of Advertisements: Probiotics
Ignorance is bliss.
That’s what they say and to be honest, with certain subjects I’m almost orgasmic in my blissfulness. Microbiology isn’t one of them, I’ll be the first to admit I don’t know it all, if I did I wouldn’t have a job. There are times when you realise the depth of your knowledge and one of those times for me is when I’m shouting at the TV, not at a football match or the ‘He’s...
When Tempest Toss'd, Embrace Chaos.: When Grace... →
When Grace was born I sobbed, I held her for the first hour of her life while they stitched Dee up and she opened her eyes and I fell in love with her. Right from the start I was the one who could get her to sleep, I was the one who burped her. She slept on my chest as I played GTA IV.
When Aimee…
Going to the Pub
Matt aka @mystacon: I am going to the pub tonight me: SO AM I Matt: Hey, which one are you going to, maybe it’s the same one as me me: I’m going to the hetrosexual one so I doubt it. (sorry, that was mean!) Matt: No that’s fine, you’re right, I’m going to the hot lesbians who like people called Matt pub. me: no no that’s the lesbians who are Matted...
Updates sans Twitter
I’m being quiet on Twitter for a while, nothing specifically is wrong, just feel a bit out of synch. Anyways, these are updates that I would probably have Tweeted about.
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We talked about honorary degrees being given to famous people. One of the heads of department was quizzing me on famous people I’d give one to.
‘Brad...
