Yes, he really did ask: “Have you ever heard of anybody great that’s come out of the 99 percent?”
Watch it again and despair for humanity.
A location report from the New Zealand set of the Hobbit by Quint at AintItCoolNews.
More here.
Above: an ancient corpse; Stephen Hunter as Bombur the Dwarf; Peter Jackson being a director on location and Paul Randall – Ian McKellen’s 7 foot tall Kiwi stand in.
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A montage of skater kids around Dublin lovingly compiled during the last two years by Albert Hooi.
Includes a lady skater!
Music: Lisa Hannigan and Regina Spektor
“One would certainly be forgiven for wondering if there were a plan to slow the whole thing down in order to save revenue.”
Lol
“The patient did not have long to live…The medical card was issued within days of receipt of my letter…There is a large stream of negativity out there and I believe that in cases where something positive happens it should be acknowledged and applauded.”
They did their job! *applause*
Irish Times letters
Hey, it’s Ajai Chopra’s sad-eyed, big-shoed friend.
A nation turns its lonely eyes to your lonely eyes.
Previously: Remember Ajai Chopra’s Sad-Eyed, Large-Loafered Friend?
Thanks Malachy Geelan
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H61WvxOm1AM
We can all laugh at this.
in the meantime, endure another infographic video thing literally spelling out how social networks are only massive and getting massiver.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjZEyB3vJPY
It’s not a choon. It’s a sketch:
Blindboy and Grandad live together in a very small, very dingy one-bedroom cottage with no windows and very little love. Granddad is livid when the lads flog his lucky statue of Saint Vitus… a sale that lands the old man in hospital.
Via Channel 4
Ah here.
Merrion Street, Dublin earlier.
Earlier: Why You’re So Wet This Morning
(Sasko lazarov/Photocall Ireland)
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“Jennie Balfe, Jennie Balfe, Jennie balfe.”
In the days when filming anything required a bag of VHS tapes, an absurd lighting reflector shield and a scruffy sound technician carrying a fat wooly sausage on a stick.
A brilliant odyssey to find Jennie Balfe whose name was scrawled on walls across Dublin 8 a decade ago.
And give her a pound of ham. The last three minutes are priceless.
A more surreal and simpler time.
But where is she now?