
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LvaY7Eut_o8
‘Let’s go for a walk’ = placid.
‘Give it back’ = attack mode.
Supermac’s, Galway.
Rag week ‘Donegal Day’ turns ugly.
Ketchup-curdling drama here.
Thanks Shane O’Leary
Seven and sixpence newly purchased.
Karl still has the receipt.
Thanks Nick Moran
Following the mystery of Jimmy Wet Bread yesterday.
Meet Jack Haugh.
Also known as Mill Cushin
He was the drinking man’s Bang Bang.
“..[t]here was something of appearance in his manner between a knave and a fool; but the former had the greater preponderance. He was blind of one eye, had a large bottle nose and was eternally on the broad grin. It was his usual custom to walk the streets with a stout piece of shillelah in one hand, and a kind of cap in the other, soliciting money from almost every person he met, and was never at a loss for a pleasant story or a miserable tale, describing the necessity he was under of paying a rapacious landlord or landlady, to prevent his passing the night under a bulk in the streets.”
James Caulfield, Portraits, Memoirs, and Characters, of Remarkable Persons (1820)
Yes and no.
Laura writes:
Thought you guys might be interested in hearing about the Belfast Giants Ice Hockey Club [above winning the 2009 . Challenge Cup].
When it emerged that the team had been bought by a sex offender, the entire staff, management and players walked away to form a new club without him. The players continue to honour their committment to the fans by playing for free.
Giants Owner On Sex Offenders’ list (UTV)
An award-winning stop motion short by Dan Ojari about Derek, an office worker struggling to keep pace with the 1722kph rotation of the Earth. Ojari sez:
Slow Derek is ”very much about relativity and the contrast between the mundane and the colossal. The starting point was after I became particularly fascinated with how fast the earth is travelling, especially because we don’t feel this speed. We are literally hurtling through space at hundreds of thousands of miles per hour and yet don’t feel a thing. I felt this was, aside from being an amazing actual fact, also was an interesting metaphor for modern day life”.
He built it.
James Collins writes:
I know you don’t normally do this but I’ve exhausted every other avenue. My bike got taken from the hall of my building [Lansdowne & Shelbourne Roads, Dublin] on Sunday morning. It’s a bike I built and have used daily for the last few years. I can’t afford to replace it at the moment so hoping someone may have seen it or found it and can return it.
It’s almost the same as the photo (above) but the front wheel is now black, the cranks and chainset are also now black the the grips are grey rubber. The most distinctive thing about it is the handlebars which are only around 8″ across. If anyone can help I’d be massively grateful.
Anyone?