tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45191622684834844922024-03-06T08:36:20.540+00:00The Learning CurveAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.comBlogger200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-66094770418301920222012-11-18T16:55:00.002+00:002012-11-18T16:55:36.272+00:00Why I am Pro-Choice<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
These are strange and dark times in Ye Olde Catholic Republic of Ireland.<br />
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Due to our draconian and unclear abortion laws we have facilitated the death of a 30 something year old healthy Hindu woman from India. She came her to work and to start a family. When her pregnancy turned into a miscarriage she and her husband begged hospital staff repeatedly to terminate the pregnancy to prevent further distress and risk to her life. They refused and/or hesitated because the heartbeat of the dying foetus was still present. In their mixed and ill-informed opinion she was not at the level of risk our Constitution and medical guidelines say is necessary to justify and abortion. They were afraid of prosecution under out-dated laws, and unclear constitutional provisions. She died of blood poisoning due to this delay and hand-wringing over a lack of clarity created by the dithering and failure of 6 successive governments to legislate for the X case.<br />
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Abortion, it is said by some, is the third rail of Irish Politics. Well it's live and sparking, and our elected leaders are running from it in every which way they can.<br />
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One TD is so aware of her job that she actually doesn't think Legislation is necessary, her job as a legislator seemingly escaping her.<br />
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Our Glorious and venerated leader, European Man of the year, Savoir of the Debt Crises, according to Time Magazine (Europe edition), is so afraid of it that he "will not be rushed" by "force of Numbers". Force of Numbers, in any working Democratic Republic is actually the will of the People. But because the new Moral Majority of Ireland does not have Bank shares or a Lobby we are apparently not worth listening to.<br /><br />I wrote in the title to this post "Why am I Pro-Choice", well I will tell you why.<br /><br />I was adopted. My natural Mother and Father were a college couple in the Recession of the late 80s. They couldn't afford me or see any alternative, a boat to the UK out of the question in their case. So I, Like my older sister (also adopted) were taken in by a loving family and raised with the best of intentions. We had a privileged upbringing, several au pairs over the years, education in a Multi-Denominational Primary and 2 well known Dublin single-sex Private schools. Our Primary school was so progressive (in an Irish way) that the land was bought from Nuns for a Pound, a Greek Orthodox church used to share the grounds with us in the early years and the Parents fought tooth and nail (not Literally) to let it's children hold Communion in Rathmines Cathedral. I was different to my sister however, Church bored me, I didn't "buy" it. From a young age I chose not to take part in Religion and this was respected.<br /><br />In my teenage years my Private school held a Protestant prayer at assemblies, I would sit Upright and grin and bare it. As any ill-informed teenager I frequently was abrasive and ignorant with my nascent atheism I would get into arguments I'd never win, dig myself holes with little or no escape. I eventually learned through trial and error that it didn't matter what others believed, Science was my basis of understanding for much of reality, and just like good research my Views must change on the basis of evidence over time. I slowly switched to by agnostic and have not looked back. I find Fanatical/Anti-Religion Atheism as a futile and silly effort by many, let those who embrace abstract concepts of Higher Powers believe what they want.<br /><br />However it is in the separation of Church and state that I will say that Religion has no place in the affairs of others. In Ireland law and public thought has been directed by the Catholic Church and other churches to a lesser extent since its foundation. Our Constitution explicitly holds Roman Catholicism as a faith held by many with a special place in our Culture. Poppycock by today's standards. These days due to the abuses by the Church in education, health care and forms of slavery and penal detention the population of Ireland is rejecting practising religion faster than most other nations. This is not to say they are now God-less, but they have less and less respect for the institutions that have so utterly failed them, and insulted them through-out the existence of this state.<br />
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I went to college, briefly, and studied Nursing for 3 years. During my time there I spent a lot of time with predominantly female friends, all with various levels of sexual activity and religious belief. I had a relationship with a strictly Protestant girl during this time and always wore protection, and at some considerable shared cost. I also studied and worked on placement on Obstetrics/ Gynaecology wards, Paediatric ward and time in the HIV/Hep C ward and it's associated STD Clinic. I saw a lot of the mixed and diverse ways Irish Citizens and those who live here, go about exploring and expressing their Sexuality and pursuing a family life.<br />
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Sex education is minimal and limited in our society. Safe sex is also not as well informed or practised as is necessary to insure the health and safety of our populace. Condoms are taxed heavily, and although a lot more available than they were only 20 years ago, are still a taboo or seen as restrictive and a nuisance by a petulant and stubborn male population who shy from responsibility, not unlike our government.<br />
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Women are still stigmatised for carrying condoms, for protecting their own safety and for accessing "The Pill" and other forms of Contraception. It is common place, but still our society is not passed the levels of persecution and misogyny recently witnessed in the United States and their war on Women.<br /><br />Here in Ireland we have a moral war of ignorance of sexuality, sexual Liberation and the freedom to be Human. There are many long lasting struggles for recognition that are not fully resolved, but part of accepting a diverse array of lifestyles in this Republic is access to family planning and reproductive health Services Publicly and Privately.<br />
<br />The "State" is receiving some the same apathy and distrust from our populace as the Church and associated institutions. We have lost 2% of our population over the past 5 years to Emigration, Poverty and suicide.<br />
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It is hard to see after 20 years of struggle how the Women of this country can have their rights to an Abortion or fair family planning listened to when our government is so Blinded by devastating our economy and society in other areas.<br />
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The narrow set of circumstance's that the majority of voters supported for Abortion in this country some 20 years ago are still, as narrow, today. However they lack legislation. And thanks to Right wing Lobby groups, Domestic and in some cases Foreign influenced or funded, this has stayed the case for 20 years. All parties afraid of upsetting the Right wing vote in what is still a very conservative country.<br /><br />I however don't believe in such restrictive Abortion access or family planning services.<br />
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I believe Condoms should be cheaper and far more easily available.<br /><br />I believe various forms of Female contraception should be available upon request from your GP.<br /><br />I believe the Morning After Pill Should be available in Pharmacies equipped with Consultation rooms upon request.<br />
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I believe that women who become pregnant, planed or not, should be able to seek advice, support, counselling and full family planning services <b>here</b> in Ireland. There should not be no hopping on a flight to the UK in a crises. Adoption services should not be a last resort for Troubled families, but a viable option from the start for Women and Families who may not be able to support another child. Abortion is another option within Reproductive health services and should be there to protect people and aid them in controlling their Family planning and fertility options.<br />
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I do not feel that we can let our current state of services continue based on the Moral arguments of a decreasing minority. A minority who have a direct line to our leaders and our elites, are part of a list of go-to commentators for our broadcasters and publishers. Their grip on the status quo is dangerous for the health of Women and our society, and the time has come for their hegemony to be challenged.<br />
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I also believe that Human Life begins when a Baby is born and can eventually breath, eat and excrete without medical assistance. A developing Human life that through a safe and supportive environment can mature into an Adult human. If a Human can go about life meeting several of it's activities of daily living with minimal assistance and with dignity, than it is a Human and should be afford the rights there-in. To me a fertilised embryo, and a Foetus are but a developmental stage before the existence of Human Life. They are to my mind a Seed before they are a Tree. They deserve protection and advocacy as potential life, but it is up to the Mother or Surrogate to decide what is best for their health and well being, without interference from outside influences. This developing collection of cells also deserves protection from discrimination based on Sex and disability, but its existence does not trump the life of the person with a womb.<br /><br />When you deny an abortion to a poor woman, or a women in an abusive/controlling relationship you increase her risk of further poverty, of suicide and put undue burdens on the child and even poorly funded charities and state services. When you deny Abortion to an immigrant woman who can not leave this country, work, or deny the marital bed to her husband you put further burden on their family. When you deny the existence of Trans-Women's right to fertility or access to abortion, you deny their gender identity and right to a family life of their own. When you restrict a Student deep in debt, with poor career prospects in a recession, in a society that still lacks pay parity, affordable child care or mandatory maintenance from the other parent, you restrict that Persons rights to decide their own future, to choose their career and choose when to start a family.<br />
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To further pretend there are no Irish Abortions, is to restrict the rights of Women and limit the growth and choices of many in our society. There are Irish abortions, they just don't happen here.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-14433496587700668002012-10-09T21:56:00.000+01:002012-10-09T21:56:47.678+01:00A rush of prose to my head (Return to blogging Part 1)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
After yet another extended absence my mind has returned to a lyrical, analytical and fantasising self.<div>
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I have been in the doldrums of unemployment or other factors that I have allowed to hold myself back for nearly 4 years. Amongst all that time I've had highs and lows, 3 months ago there was a lot of low.</div>
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For the past 5 weeks I've had a pretty well paying job that was always going to be seasonal and temporary, but it has given me something to do, it has given me the fuel to drive myself and my thoughts and I know now, more than I did this time last year that I want to hold on to this.</div>
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I know that doing something, anything, and being paid for it is far far better than sitting at home and fighting my mind, fighting my own self doubt and generally not fighting for more than my selfish self preservation. I see that my perpetual pursuit of staying a low social impact individual who shied from the world, sabotaged what didn't feed that self interest, or engage me to think about my interests or the world beyond myself.</div>
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I've always been a caring person, but I've cared more about my self gratification and least painful path trough life far to often. </div>
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However, all to often when I notice these faults I find them hard to push through, to change my behaviour and to actually develop as a person. I no way by saying I'm more focused or that my mind is more active, to I think I have turned a cliché. </div>
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I still spend too much money on silly things when I do have it, it's hard to save like I had been over the past 6 months; all of which was spent within the first week 1/2 I was back in work. The main silly thing is my new laptop. I'm finally back computing, yay! However I have found it hard to control my old habits, I can't use all the old websites I used, not if I want to sleep and be alert in work. I still have a lot of saving of my old data to still do, but for now I've slowly been rebuilding on-line socialising. Planning what I hope to do in my impending unemployment computer wise has been strange. Now I can write, now I can send off CVs without the excuse of not having a laptop. I can talk to friends, I can explore ideas and consume multiple media, and I will have to ration all that returned freedom.</div>
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Here's a small snippet of evidence my mind is now a lot more creative, now that I'm more stable/ happy/ in funds:</div>
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<span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">3 Tweets that I came up with during a moment of clarity when my bus arrived at Dublin Airport. Not exactly the most talented of poetry, but I think I'm waking up. I think I'm properly on the mend, and I think I have a hell of a lot more to say and things to do to become myself and to stick with it.</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-55506589352152365852012-04-27T10:30:00.000+01:002012-04-27T10:30:29.511+01:00Speak Liberal<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"No candidate gets to run in my<br />
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issues" - From an anecdote by Sam Seaborn in the West Wing.<br />
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This is a Philosophy I believe in.<br />
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In The Republic of Ireland, Right now in 2012, in the deep recesses of the Trioka Bailout program, 5 or so years into a recession, I fail frequently to find politicians or public figures that align with my Political views or beliefs.<br />
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I am Tired of the Apathy that we Irish have towards the state of our Political and Civil spheres. I am tired that power is only achievable with A Degree, a High paying Job and the sort of Selfish Personality that seeks Power above the well being of fellow humans.<br />
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I may not be a perfect human. I will frequently concede that I can be a hypocrite. I feel that the nature of my "left" leaning Political beliefs, and my Human Rights, Afford me the ability to be flexible and adaptive in what I believe and support from day to day.<br />
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I started the Hash Tag #SpeakLiberal on Twitter specifically to speak to the issues and Political ideologies that I Support, and I hope other Irish People also support.<br />
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The Intention of #SpeakLiberal is to get people who believe in any number of Liberal/Progressive issue's to come together and organise towards Political Office without a larger intent to Divide Other political Parties base support, Seek Power, or Seek to make a career in Politics. The Naive aim of #SpeakPolitics is to form a New Political party / Action Group towards Promoting a More Progressive Agenda in Irish Current Affairs.<br />
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I would like #SpeakLiberal to Provide the outlet for people's Concerns at the Ballot box. I would like to see the Members and supporters of whatever Political Party forms from this Initiative have Political representatives answerable to the will of the Party, It's agreed issues and Legislative agenda's. I Would like those elected by #SpeakLiberal to be elected to Local and National Levels to Bring forth Debate, Amendments and Legislation which is developed by the Public/Supporters/Membership towards Enhancing and Protecting the Human Rights and Well being of the People of Ireland.<br />
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If it's not to Much to Ask, I would Like to See Accountable Direct Democracy that helps frame National Debate on Issue's that affect the Citizens of the Irish Republic as it Stands.<br />
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#SpeakLiberal Is Open to all, it will be shaped and made by those who want to use it. I do not seek to Be A President or Major Voice in this movement. I do not seek to have a veto or final word on what #SpeakLiberal becomes. As Long as a consensus is reached, and the People of Ireland and the World Benefit in Some way from the Actions of #SpeakLiberal, then I will not Impede it's Progress.<br />
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In the Near Future, I Hope, With the Support of Others #SpeakLiberal can Hold initial Meetings to declare a political Party and the issue's which should be covered.<br />
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Top of the Agenda is Protecting UN Human Rights, The European Charter for Human Rights, and Inequalities in Irish Society.<br />
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You Can Contact me at: Hugofitz1888@gmail.com<br />
Twitter: @HugoFitzpatrick<br />
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There will Soon be a Dedicated Twitter account and Email for #SpeakLiberal<br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-13249158718228772412011-03-07T23:55:00.000+00:002011-03-07T23:55:56.119+00:00Gotta be startin' Somethin' Part 2: The First Week<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">This is the story of everything i got up to on the Hustings with Dylan Haskins Campaign.<br />
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As for what exactly the definition of Hustings is, i haven't a fucking clue, but it first appeared in my collective lexicon in the past month after reading it in many a caption about potential TD's Canvassing and flyering and meeting Joe Public.<br />
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So how, may i asked did i get involved in the campaign.<br />
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Well as the previously blog mentioned i Saw this video the day it was posted. A few hours later after eyeing parts of www.dylanhaskins.ie multiple times i thought, why the fuck not.<br />
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I had had growing interest in the up coming election and had dreamed of the possibility of working on someone's campaign. Spurred on by recently watching Seasons 3 and 4 of The West Wing for the first time, i was eager to do something political.<br />
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<img alt="Thomas Clare" src="http://www.thomasclare.ie/images/stories/thomas.jpg" /><br />
Thomas Clare (Ind) County Louth.<br />
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An Independent candidate, Thomas Clare weeks before the calling of the election had Stopped by my doorstep and talked to me for a few minutes. I was impressed, and for the most part thankful that someone had turned up at all. Seeing as I live in the arsehole of nowhere, and hadn't left the house more than a few occasions in a month. In my more "ON" moments my brain fantasized about what i could offer a political campaign, my youth, my active imagination, my familiarity with social media etc etc<br />
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I followed Mr Clare's spartan twitter account and checked out his website, it was also little to be desired. Obviously not much of a Social Media Candidate.<br />
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When Dylan's Video arrived i was inspired. His website was also rather impressive. Built for him by Blogger Nialler9 and within hours taken down by the traffic it received.<br />
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Ireland's twitter Trends showed Dylan Haskins Trending that night. People were similarly inspired.<br />
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So I plucked up the Courage, and Sent an email saying i wanted to Join the Campaign.<br />
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Here is some if not the main chunk of what i said:<br />
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<div><i><b>I am interested in volunteering my time and idea's to help in this election campaign. </b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div><i><b>I am not a resident of Dublin South East, My Constituency is in Louth, but i know Dylan from Trinity College and have volunteered some time with Exchange Dublin in the Past.</b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div><i><b>As a young adult currently unemployed and relying on Changes to the Fee structure for 3rd level education or job creation in this country i feel i must do something to be apart of this political campaign.</b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div><i><b>I have experience with Political discourse, Volunteering and I am a large "Social Media Native", or plugged in Internet addict, however you want to put it. I am also a former Student Nurse and feel Greatly for The representation of College Students and General reform of Our political process and the future of this country.</b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div><i><b>I briefly spent time in Australia trying to find work, but with no experience on my CV I couldn't find work, and had to come home. Now that i am home, i don't want to leave. I've had low paying job's, but nothing full time. I feel that i do not want to leave this country again. I want to make a difference and voice my opinions. </b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div><i><b>I have a course reserved in a College next year, but because i have done 2 years (free fee payed years) of college already i have to foot the bill myself. 3rd Level education reform is very important to me and my future, as well as the future of all young people in this country.</b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div><i><b>I may not be a Resident or Constituent of Dublin South East, but i believe in Similar issue's and would like to help out where-ever i can.</b></i></div><div><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div><i><b>Thank you for you time.</b></i></div><br />
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Following that i received an email from Fionn Kidney, campaign manager extraordinaire. I was invited to coffee to talk and to be informed about how i can help out etc.<br />
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Unfortunately i was not available that Tuesday, which was effectively the same day, as this email was sent in the early morning. But i had slight plans for the Cinema with DS that Wednesday so i said i would be around then.<br />
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Dylan's Campaign HQ was infact, his apparent. And it was in the Most Central of Central Locations, The Corner of D'Olier Street, Westmoreland Street and O'Connell Bridge. Yes, that white building that is the wedge shape smack dab in the middle of the Wide Street Commissions large Streets that Transect Dublin's City Center.<br />
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When Entered the Outer Sanctum for the first time there was a bit of buzz in the room. Optimism. Things had a true air of people starting to get things done. People were looking over the constituency map and sizing up the task. I couldn't be there long as i was meeting DS at the cinema. So my first task was a Stationary run.<br />
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Highlighters, a stapler, rubber bands for leaflets and other assorted things. I was told to retain the receipt as Dylan had already pledged to keep track of all his expenses. So showing some initiative i added a Small ledger with tracing paper to the shopping trip and went back to HQ and on to the cinema.<br />
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I returned after seeing The Fighter with DS, and told him all i was up to and even mulled over the possibility of getting in contact with my old Seconday school which is in the relevant constituency. I had had idea's of what to do already, but for the most part i never got around to mentioning any of it.<br />
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When i got back that evening my first task was a "cheque run" where i was asked to deposit something before closing. However i was confused over the directions, and first went into the wrong bank, then filled out the form incorrectly in the correct bank. Upon returning i finally got the whole thing sorted out and dashed back to the correct bank, but missed the gate's closing by minutes. Didn't feel to good to have fucked up like that, but it happens. Most of the time i was more nervous about not loosing the cheque, then if i was doing a good job. Thankfully it returned safely to the money box.<br />
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The next thing that evening was a worry that there was not enough Cable ties for the posters. So i used Yelp on my Phone to phone a Hardware store on Camden Street to ask them for a price estimate. This was a whole heap of confusion but i was handed money from the petty cash and sent to check the situation out in person.<br />
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I phoned home on my way and explained what i was doing to my parents, and asked about any possibility of a spare lap top anywhere that my dad might know about, but to no avail.<br />
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Arriving at the hardware store, the price turned out to be insanely more than what we thought we could get them for so i returned with nothing. I had first texted the image of the cable tie comparrisons to Fionn, and then rang him. To expensive and we could get the ties for free from the Poster Printers in Poppintree on the northside, just a question of how. Since i was coming into Dublin that way, i offered to get them the next morning.<br />
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On the left our free tie, on the right the expensive super tie.<br />
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When I got back the team was short of Volunteers and cars and ladders that evening so i was sent out again, this time to join a Music teacher friend of one of the team who had been roped in on Twitter to help out.<br />
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We were off to hit The Ballsbridge and Sandymount area with around 26 posters.<br />
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As we slowly figured out the ladder we hit the Street beside Herbert Park First. The wind was strong but we got loads up. Ballsbridge, literally around the Bridge over the Dodder was more difficult. The wind caught our 2nd poster and almost hit a pedestrian, then we both had to run after it as it almost flew into the Cycle path, at rush hour...<br />
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Saved and strapped up we moved on. But we already knew that those posters were, "pushing it" as all of the competitors had laid claim to the era pretty strongly. Same could be said for Sandymount and the Triangle park there. Sneakily we Shoved one under a Gormly poster and then started pushing it up as high as we could until Gormly's face was up in a tree, and we had the clearer line of sight. A Tough battleground, but at least we weren't ripping it down, or anything nefarious like that.<br />
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On to Simonscourt road and we "OWNED" the whole avenue with 6 or 7 Dylan Haskins Posters and then made our way back into town. We got the last two up before Baggot Street Bridge and it was all done for the night.<br />
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I popped back into HQ for a couple of minutes and was off home.<br />
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Thursday the 4th I started the day walking from Finglas to Poppintree.<br />
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But it was 8am, and the printing specialists was not open yet. I had been given a number to call so i texted the person and was told to ask for another persons name when i got there, and that they would be there at 9.10 am or so.<br />
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So I walked even further and walked over scrub land to and past Ikea, into a petrol station on the Ballymun slip road to the M50, then through the redevelopment and back up through Ballymun to Poppintree.<br />
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I eventually got the ties, and with now slightly sore feet walked to the 19/19a Terminus and was on my way into town. A quick Text to Fionn and i was told i was a "legend". I tweeted and listened to the radio at the same time and missed Dylan speaking on Today fm and Newstalk that morning on my way in, but did catch a Mention of the campaign and Dylan on A piece about twitter and the election on Pat Kenny.<br />
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I got off the bus on D'Olier Street, with 400 Cable Ties in hand and was in HQ.<br />
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Things were only starting for the day so i stepped into the corridor where all the Posters were and got through close to 100 before the whole Inner-circle of Fionn, Una and Lisa were on their way out to Deal with a photo Call infront of Andrews Lane Theatre to "officially" Show the luanch of the Campaign.<br />
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Lisa also handed me the instructions to get the Forms for Candidacy from the local Sheriffs office once that was done.<br />
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The Campaign Slogan in Stencil.<br />
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In the busy lane way we met up with Street artist Will St Leger and a photographer. Within a few minutes Dylan had arrived from his Busy morning and more Photographers showed up, plus a 98fm journalist and a woman from the Irish Times who was taking a small comment about the event and a digital interview intended as a possible inclusion on the Campaign part of their Online Material.<br />
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Dylan, Will St Leger and the media Micro-scrum, plus one of the many car's that disrupted the shoot.<br />
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Briefly Fionn sent me away to collect a portable hard drive from his work. I entered the place and received it and while leaving I realised that this was the Fade Street production office. I'd never watched the show, and possibly just passed the part-actors part socialites and other such things with no clue who they were... but really i wasn't interested.<br />
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Back in the Laneway the photo's continued and as it wrapped up I went off to the sheriff's office and collected the relevant documents in a large brown envelope. Oh how important it all felt.<br />
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I then returned to the laneway, but by then the Inner-circle had moved off and what was left was just the Media guy who i stayed with for a minute as i checked 98fm news to see if the recording had made it there in time, but the woman had gone on her lunch, and the recording didn't pop up till 2 hours later, which i missed.<br />
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I met up with Fionn in the Bank of Ireland on College Green, and he checked the forms in the Envelope. I then waited in the Foyer and read twitter as tweets about Dylan were still coming in thick and fast surrounding the campaign, and it's trending high on Monday. After a good 20 minutes I followed Fionn over to the AIB branch on Westmoreland street where Dylan was also sorting out more banking details.<br />
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For the 2nd time that day, following the team around it felt like being inside the walk and talks of the West Wing, although, i was more like a bodyguard in the background, as i was barely contributing much, with the exception of clutching the candidacy papers very close.<br />
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After i ate my lunch I was asked, that since i don't have a laptop, to go off to an internet café to work on the twitter trends which i had been watching. This took me all the way to Townsend street to a café i knew was 1 euro an hour and i stayed there collating tweets and articles for around 2 hours before i finished up and headed back to Andrews Lane Theatre for Dylans campaign launch/electorate drive/ volunteer meeting.<br />
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I was there earlier than the main team or familiar face's so i just hung out. I met a guy from Mayo who had taken a 4 hour train just to see this event and he showed me the rather interesting things he had showed Fionn about An algorithm for Pinging Dylan and opposition candidate websites to see how many friends and followers they had, automatically and then turning the info into charts. I was pretty impressed. The dedication and inspiration that had reached out to this guy was exactly the kind of buzz that had brought people there that evening.<br />
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I'm not too good at judging the size of a crowd but it looked like 40 to 60 people and it was impressive.<br />
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Here's the independent video that a friend of the campaign made of Dylan's speech. You can see me checking my phone at the front.<br />
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After that I hung out for a while, helped packed up and got the late bus back to Louth.<br />
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I then finished up my twitter trend watching and went to bed...<br />
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Taking Friday off for some rest, mainly on my hurt feat and screaming in agony wallet, as i was funding my way via my birthday money.<br />
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As this coverage is taking long than i thought... wait for part's 3 and 4 coming in the next few days.<br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-84757499076966278992011-03-01T01:06:00.000+00:002011-03-01T01:06:55.894+00:00Gotta be startin' Somethin' Part 1: My Story.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So you may have asked yourselves what I may have been up to recently.<br />
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And if you follow any of my other Internet Presence's then you will know that to some extent.<br />
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I have been Volunteering for the Political Campaign of a Candidate in the Irish General Election.<br />
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<img src="http://98fm.s3.amazonaws.com/wp-content/files/2011/02/ballot-box1.jpg" /><br />
A Stock photo to Illustrate an election...<br />
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To describe how i got to this Point i will blitz through some of the history of this blog and provide some links here and there.And after that i will talk about the campaign itself and what inspired me, my involvement and some of my closing thoughts, and what next...<br />
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Considering the Length i will make this all kind on you dear reader and split the whole story into part's.<br />
This being the first obviously.<br />
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So where may you ask did my interest in politics emerge from?<br />
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Well back in September 2008 my life took an unplanned course exactly at the same time the Country's economy was hitting it's first rough patches.<br />
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In fact exactly on the Monday morning that Fianna Fáil were announcing that the government had given a Guarantee to the Banks on their bad debt, money and so on, to keep the banks running. I was setting out on this new Twist to my life story. I had just failed my Supplemental exams for 2nd year of General Nursing. So in a panicked and confused state i accepted my parents suggestions and applied for a repeat year.<br />
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Now i won't go into mass detail, but Seeing i had a new Chance, path and opportunity in life i decided i would spend more time on Campus in Trinity college. To do this i committed to Joining The Society, which to past readers it was obvious which society this was, but i might as well name it, The Hist. Through my long time Friend Gammaman who was the Recruitment type person for that year I started hanging out in The conversation room, reading newspapers, absorbing Campus Society and the issue's of the day. From time to time i debated but i never really was very good.<br />
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<img src="http://mightyredpen.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/yes-we-can3.jpg" /><br />
Obama's Plagerrised Can Do attitude slogan!<br />
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By the morning of <a href="http://social-dullard.blogspot.com/2008/11/puppies-and-yuppies-legendary-morning.html">November 5th Barrack Obama </a>Was Elected the first American-African President. To say i was skeptical of The American System was an understatement, but i Admired the man and was caught up in the Zeitgeist of the Politic's students, fan's, nerds and Anorak's around me. I also took part in what was an epic way to celebrate the President's Success. A Lecturer in Trinity was kind enough to take a bunch of us to a Hotel penthouse that night where we drank Champaign and had breakfast at sunrise.It was a rather impressive night.<br />
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That Winter i Jetted off to Australia with my Family for my sisters wedding and spent about a month there. A different world completely. I Adored several Aspects of Melbourne but i was pretty alone with all the Wedding prep and even a wonderful Tram System, trips to the cinema or a 3 day spot trip to Sydney could console me.<br />
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My time with the Society was also good socially, but my college work was slipping. My heart wasn't in it. And Spending time in The Hist was a more a distraction than a Social experience. I learned of the wider world Passively without my own opinions and the same i gained friends and admired people i saw as Impressive future movers and Shakers.<br />
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The one person that had caught my attention was the rather impressive Dylan Haskins. Who i have referred to as DJ in the past on this blog.<br />
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<img src="http://2fm.rte.ie/blogs/wired_for_sound/Dylan%20Haskins.jpg" /><br />
(Pictured a much younger Dylan in his Gig space in his House)<br />
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First I had seen him around as any other young debater.But i sat up and payed attention when i learned that he was the Manager of The Heathers. Who only month's before i had found on myspace and fell in love. While in Australia i had the Margie in Irish stuck in my head.<br />
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I first learned of Hide-Away records, his Label in an Irish Times List of up and coming Irish artists which featured the Heather's. The Conversation room table switched to talking about them and Dylan and I was impressed to say the least. He also ran gigs out of his Own House, Hide Away House.<br />
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As the Internal Committee elections for the next year approached I ran into him further as We were both Candidate's. We had a interesting conversation one day about Social Networking and the Emerging demise of Bebo and Myspace at the time. I could tell at that time, that not only from what i knew about him, but from that conversation that this guy had a more impressive head on him than a lot of the others i had met in my time in the Society and i was certain he could go far.<br />
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The Strange thing about Hist Elections is that you are not allowed Canvas. And i adhered to this. A female friend tried to Insinuate that we might have a pact with each other, to support each others vote, but being a stickler for the loftiness of tradition i was now entering to, I didn't really discuss it with anyone, and didn't go through with it. Just brushed it off. The same Person was subject to a rather odd Facebook Canvassing Troll of some kind that upset the election a bit, but remained a mystery.<br />
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Come the Day off the election I, in stupidity didn't put myself as my 1st preference for MC (member of committee), big mistake. As far as i recall, i also put 1st preference for Dylan on the ballot for deputy Correspondence secretary. However he didn't get it, and neither did he get elected MC.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">He <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; white-space: pre-wrap;">came second with 27 of 85 votes for Deputy Corr-Sec.</span></span><br />
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That summer I was still in a massive funk and Failed further a 2nd exam that year, leaving 2 I had the whole summer to prepare for, and a Paper i never submitted to do for the first time in its entirety. This process wasn't exactly very productive, but somehow i pulled off the exams... but the Paper was a disaster of laziness.<br />
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In contrast to my Self-Uncertainty, and downward spiral, Dylan had just established Exchange Dublin a collective arts space in Dublin's Old Town in Temple Bar. I wanted to help out, but amongst weak studying and depression i had not searched for a job, so was unable to commit any time.<br />
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<img src="http://thosegeese.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/exchange1.jpg" /><br />
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Due to the poor Quality of paper i turned in, despite passing my exams. I failed my supplemental year. So in Turn i was left Unemployed and at home. I made little effort to help my situation, and eventually it was Decided that i was to go off to Australia and live with my sister for a year and try and find work there.<br />
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Parts of this journey were chronicled in my other blog: <a href="http://reticsplinesoz.blogspot.com/">http://reticsplinesoz.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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That however didn't pan out.<br />
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One of the day's i did venture up to Dublin to see my college friends I hung out again in the Hist for a while and Dylan was in the Corner Panicked over an Essay. Using the TCD wi-fi and talking to someone about the Trinity Arts festival which he was helping organise that year. He noticed me and said he was sorry he couldn't talk to me, which at the time i thought was strange as i had barely known him in the past. But the idea was nice. As well as a late essay he was late for RTÉ as he was also working for Rté 2's Young Adult evening period at the time.<br />
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In the weeks after that i spent some time Looking for work, but not much. I even Volunteered for Exchange Dublin a few days. But eventually i couldn't afford it. While there i met young people just as impressive as in the Hist but from creative and not entirely intellectual backgrounds. Some of their diverse stories were impressive and i would have loved to have been more of a part of that experience but Living in Louth, and still without a job it was not possible.<br />
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I had applied for the CAO again on my return home and Even attempted to Sign up for the Dole, but i had hit a stumbling block. Thanks to a momentous clerical Error, i was down as Off-Books with TCD. Somehow my appeal was miss-marked and when entered into the computer i was given a 2nd Repeat year at Nursing if i could pay for it. Which i couldn't.<br />
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During the summer i got a part time job and things were on the up.<br />
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However the money was not exactly much, and i wasn't paying tax. And as it was cash in hand, i just spent spent spent. By the time my CAO results came through I was not in the position to attend college financially. So sort of Hap-Hazardly i accepted my Place in Arts in Galway and sent off to post-pone enrollment till the next year.<br />
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I continued to work right up to christmas but still not saving anything really. And with the snow driving down business it was a bad time for the Bar that i worked in. I also didn't try and get a shift during the week of melt just before exams. And then took the time off. The week after Christmas I tried repeatedly to get work but to no Avail. I aimed to get New Years eve but it never happened. It turned out i WAS needed back on St Stephens day but by the time this under-staffing was realised it was to late.<br />
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However for the next 3 to for weeks in January I kept trying to get shifts but to no Avail.<br />
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I wasted my Christmas money and other gift money on DVD's, such as 2 box sets of The West Wing.<br />
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I was inspired by this Show and slowly started to turn towards possibly including Politics in my Reserved Art's course in Galway.<br />
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In Late January i Applied for a Fás course to help boost my CV and started to apply for the Dole again. I had given up on my Work as i was no longer able to contact my Boss and he seemed to not care about my call's when i tried.<br />
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On Febuary 1st my CAO application was due. I completely forgot about this. By not applying, i forfitted my place in Galway. My mind was else where. Seriously unemployed and Sad about my Isolation and birthday alone i wasn't in a good place. And neither was Ireland.<br />
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An election looming i had switched to watching more Irish news.<br />
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And when Dylan Haskins Announced his Campaign with the video below. I was Certain what my next step would be:<br />
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Friendships have slipped away, missed oportunities, new friendships not what I want them to be or could be, money wasted, bad decisions, choices squandered. For the most part I have given up and let this state of apathy and haze self perpetuate itself. <br/> <br/> <br/> I guess I started to slip when I stopped going to therapy at the start of Autumn while my counselor was away on holiday. Now I made some social inroads and Hung around with friends when college started back for them, but I had work and distance and quickly I listened to those excuses. <br/> <br/> Then when my parentals were away one of a couple of small holidays during this time I got into an even lazier weekly routine. I also used the slim excuse of a screw up with a girl I bonded with as yet another stupid thing to avoid or keep me away from Dublin, my friends or even my own thoughts. <br/> <br/> <br/> The weeks rollef on and on and eventually even new friendships at wotk weren't turning out the way I would have hoped. Although truthfully i was putting no affitional effort into anything in my life, but a pretty weak Halloween left me with more hang UPS and things to avoid thinking about. <br/> <br/> I saw that i wasn't exactly one of the guys, while at the same time seemingly over-compensating for how out of place I felt. I won't go into detail, but I switched from letchery to morality by the end of the night and I doubted that neither myself or my new friends really knew who I was that night. <br/> <br/> <br/> Sort of a crux of my whole doldrums. Not knowing who I am, or what I want to become. <br/> <br/> I have a place reserved for college in Galway next academic year, but I don't have the money. Nor the job or enough skills to get anything paying enough with what time i have left. <br/> <br/> Nor do i have a sense of self, or self esteem. <br/> <br/> It all takes baby steps, but I have so heavily scuttled my own personal growth in recent months that i really am in a haze. <br/> <br/> <br/> I sometimes forget my tablets for my skin condition. <br/> <br/> I spend whst hours I get on the computer flooding my mind with the pop-culture drivel and regurgitated pulp of senseless distraction that is Tumblr. A micro-blogging platform that is a crack-cocaine rainbow of frivolity and wasted modern youthful endeavor and bandwidth. To say I'm addicted is an understatement. <br/> <br/> The constant distraction of images, sound and mildly literate word keeps my mind off dealing with life itself. It is the Hauxillian Brave New World of the internet, and it has sucked me in. <br/> <br/> It's so easy to do Fuck all selfishly than it is to act self-fullfillingly. <br/> <br/> Baby steps. <br/> <br/> In the standard view of reality and human behavior I don't really have an addiction or a problem but I do. It is behaviorly ingrained idleness. It is an unwillingness to engage with reality or to seek advancement and resolution of emotional states. <br/> <br/> I am the unemployed directionless slob. I am squandered potential in a neurological, psychological, physical, spiritual and philosophical mountain of societies and humanities short comings. <br/> <br/> <br/> By having it easy, by having basic needs met I have become a leech of resources and not a contributor. <br/> <br/> What I want to do with my squandered potential is still tenuous and theoretical. <br/> <br/> <br/> <br/> I want to write and create most of all. <br/> <br/> I see teaching or leadership as a means to making a difference. <br/> <br/> But i also feel that if i can whet the ebs and flows of my imagination I could be free to give back to the world. <br/> <br/> <br/> I see charity, politics, or teaching as part in parcel with creating and sharing the worlds and realities in my imagination with everyone i possibly can. From family and friends, to compatriots, neighbours, and descendants. <br/> <br/> I want to make a mark and a difference. <br/> <br/> And what to experience a lit in doing so. <br/> <br/> So far i've experience the misdirected, abused and nonuniversal guidance of education. The mind numbing monotony of chores and loneliness. But not humanity, or all life may have to offer. <br/> <br/> <br/> Someone get me off my self aware high horse and give me that kick towards the series of steps i need to take to get there....<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-28727510492100972382010-10-28T04:27:00.001+01:002010-10-28T04:27:24.374+01:00<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-24740265072805291472010-09-08T04:27:00.001+01:002010-09-08T04:27:08.904+01:00pokemon blue, day 1Today was my first day playing pokemon blue. <br/> <br/> I named my little pixilated self after me, and my fucked up rival red. <br/> <br/> I chose charmander he chose squirtal, devious coded little cunt! <br/> <br/> I beat the brat with several scratches and went of on the road of my pokemon adventure. <br/> <br/> After prof oaks package, pokedex receiving and getting a map, the real game began. <br/> <br/> In the fittest the bugs were pitiful but before hand I had back tracked again and caught a pidgey and rattata. <br/> <br/> Helpful against the bug trainers and for catching a caterpillar and pupous waste of space. <br/> <br/> By Bricks gym I was still not ready to win. I lost to the first trainer. So I reshuffled my pokemon and went in circles in some grass and fought wild pokemon. I caught two more rattata's one at a higher level than the one I owned. I also fucked my fighting pokemon to give them all exp points, including the shelled waste of space... <br/> <br/> The trainer was still a challenge. And a stop to the poke centre was needed. Then Brock... <br/> <br/> It took two goes and a lot of effort, but I didn't want to only use charmander. I gave every one a bash at his geodude. I then had only charmander left on full strength for his onix. <br/> <br/> I fucked in the cocoon and my almost gone pidgey to drag it out and save my charmander from the pain of bide. <br/> <br/> I eventual won and headed on the road. A tone of trainers awaited at the foot of Mt. Moon. I took on two in a row 3 times and healed my pokemon to not be caught out, and to learn as much as I could. <br/> <br/> The battery light started to flash on the weak AAAs so I saved my first day of blue. <br/> <br/> Stats and a list of pokemon in future posts.<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-66078002158399911112010-08-18T17:31:00.000+01:002010-08-18T17:31:20.600+01:00In Absence of a pen, Blog.The battle with the dark, insomnia and Rowling thoughts...<br />
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(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">This was a blog post i composed early last week, never finished it though...)</span><br />
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Sometimes i hate this time, others i embrace it. The moments before sleep you cant achieve, where you mind ebbs and flows with worries, analysis and memories. From this past week i have many new memories, good, bad, and ugly.<br />
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And it is a struggle to come to terms with it all. Despite good intentions, the week never really turned out like i imagined. In some instance's it was great that it didn't follow a set plan, in others plans fell apart or didn't emerge as hoped. It was hodge-podge of uncertain results that have left me dumbfounded as to which actions to pursue in several situations.<br />
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And for the most part the only voice i have to express is my internal one. And the only person listening, at the moment, is me. This is very hard to return to, when socialising and dulling my mind have been more equal than weeks past. Yes, most of my points in this post will greatly refer to my screen name, and the philosophy and connotations i use to express how i see myself...<br />
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I suppose the best way to tell of my week is to speak in a structure. Not quite the good, the bad and the ugly, more the social, the disappointing and the negative self reflection. Catchy title's no? <br />
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So in keeping with my last blog post i set out upon my new found semI-optimism by making plans with friends for the week.<br />
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I planed for the cinema with DS and anyone who could join, on Thursday. To see toy story 3D.<br />
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For Friday i would catch up With Dona over lunch or "coffee" and following that Budsey for drinks of some kind.<br />
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Unfortunately Gammaman was unavailable, and my wallet limited, so a Wednesday meet up had to be ruled out.<br />
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My usually ever present Ex, PG, was on nights, and not really talking to me about much anyway, so i ruled her out automatically. All over built up spite over the past couple of years really, harking back to the same issue's as to why i broke up with her via an extended textual conversation one depressed rainy spring weekend.<br />
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I also expressed further dismay that Ming would not be returning to Dublin anytime soon, and was off to London. I'd like to go to London, or anywhere! My parents are off to Venice next week. Oh how jealous i am on many levels, more on this later.<br />
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The cinema was a good time. Nordie 1 saw my facebook status update invite to my entire social circle to see who wanted to see toy story, and joined the outing. This was good considering i hadn't seen him in about 3 and a half years or so, and especially not as much as every day in secondary school. Such nostalgia is likely to pop up more as i make my student film over the next few weeks as i hope to get as many friends as possible to help out in the creation of it.<br />
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I loved Toy Story 3, it was a heartbreaking reminder of childhood and just damn brilliant.<br />
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I couldn't stick around with DS and Nordie 1 though as i had to head home. Just barely meeting my mothers train on time on arrival in Drogheda by a bus that left 30 minutes early.<br />
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Late on Thursday night though my plans with Dona were canceled. Whether i willl talk about this is a matter of conjecture in my head....<br />
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Plans still held though with Budsey, so that would be good...<br />
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Setting off in the overcast skies of Friday morning i was frightfully nervous and uncertain. The weight of Dona's cancellation, and fearing job hunting were barring down on me, not to mention uncertainty over how things would be, on several levels, around Budsey.<br />
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Somehow i found the time and effort to walk up and down Dublin looking in windows for job positions. Barely a catch. Try as i might i could not find the courage to enquire anywhere. A failing i must admit, but at the same time, positions i did find, were looking for people with experience, and qualifications. None of these i can really offer, and i was pre-emptively defeated.<br />
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One strange posting however caught my eye.<br />
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Hair model's wanted.<br />
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I passed this location, in a quite Alley twice. I have grown to love this ally as a sort of a Harry Potter link that i used to not know about. I love to duck through it to get from random to random, and also to admire the pub fronts and quirks it has to offer. For the life of me i had never noticed a barbers.<br />
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Upon relieving myself in public facilities in TCD, i returned and entered.<br />
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I asked the Women there, apparently the only staff, what the post meant?<br />
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Apparently one of them is a student Barber/Hair Dresser/hair stylest/Male grooming facilitator, and they were looking for training subjects, who would get their hair cut for free.<br />
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Well i had hair, it was unruly and needed cutting, i said yes.<br />
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So i sat in the chair, and several awkward moments ensued.<br />
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The trainee was actually kind of hot, this would not be easy. Having you hair washed, when getting a cut, was alien enough, but having to lean forward???<br />
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Then the general chit chat, few and far between, but different to the silence i get in my usual place. At first my usual barbers would ask questions and so on, back when i was a teenager, but since then they seem to have recognised that i am not interested, and that i am slightly different to them. The accent, the vocab, and quite possibly the socio-economic background and interests. Football, in a barbers, wheres the music, this may be 9 quid a cut but your establishment is "beneath me". (that being what i think, they think i'm thinking, when i'm there)<br />
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The Irish have a Unique capacity for cynicism in the face of this economic crisis. We all think the world is impossible and unforgiving, or at least that is how we casually accept how we must talk to others. Pretend were all equal, or all suffering, and hide any positives, or i am worse off anecdotes. This Trainee had a lot of this.<br />
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My, i was a male nurse, now just a bar back on the weekends was nothing compared to her. She was utterly without a 3rd level prospect, deriding the whole Career Counseling profession as expecting all girls to be Nurse's. She herself could not be a nurse, not the usual thing of gore etc, but the self revealing story that her Mother recently died. Hospice's was mentioned, but i dare not pry, i had no idea how to take this offering of conversation. Yes nursing is very noble, and not for all, but to continue down that cul de sac of connecting memory dots for her could not be a good thing. I could not really mention all i saw in James's, her mother had been there. The Cancer ward i admired was off limits, the STD's and the HIV or Burns also. Suddenly my disgust at the care of the elderly Overcrowding i had already derided was now insensitive, and i couldn't say anymore at all about nursing, or college.<br />
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She was also finding it hard to learn in her job of a year. To find hair models, or prove her skill.<br />
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Okay i was top-trumped by economic woe, a first. This had fizzled all conversation.<br />
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I was left to staring in the mirror at my hair receding, or at the ornate nature of the Dunnes Stores window down the street. Certainly not at her. That was difficult, used to ignoring men who ignore me and do a task. Instead i had a unsure nubile young woman at close quarters slowly changing my appearance. While i sat as a training instrument, trying not to let my mind undo a century of feminism and social change.<br />
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With my new head of hair i did more window job hunting, but to no real discovery of anything i gave up.<br />
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A very good busking group performed Dakota by Stereophonics with a box, an acoustic guitar and a violin, and a 3 part harmony. I had heard this rendition before while walking on Grafton street, and assumed the Guitarist must play there regularly, but the first time without the other 2.<br />
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With some red bull cola, and a guardian in hand, i sat at the base of an O'Connell street statue and waited for Budsey to arrive on the Luas.<br />
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I must have been engrossed in the G2's article on BASE jumping to notice her arrival so i got up, with a slightly stiff lower body and met her at the steps of easons.<br />
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We walked and talked and decided on Some Milkshakes from college green. Then consumed and chatted in Temple bar Square to the background noise of tourists, locals, Restaurant pushers and an Eastern European Folk group that also played some Rolling Stones acoustically.<br />
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We then went looking for a pub and eventually settled on the Czech Inn in Old town. What followed was, of course, Drink, open and frank discussions on sexuality, personal histories and religious belief. To say i did most of the talking was an understatement, but with most questions originating from Budsey i was all to happy to share and answer as much as i could. A good time had.<br />
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And after waiting for a heavy shower to pass we walked along wood quay to the four courts and parted ways on opposite Trams.<br />
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The Disappointing.<br />
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I wanted to blog a lot more this week, but i didn't.<br />
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I was perturbed and put off by the fact that my efforts to review an album and include youtube video's were scuppered by a crashed tab of blogger. And when i returned half of the post was missing due to several glitches and alterations, that were subsequently a lesser post than what i had been pre-typing on my Notebook.<br />
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And i also further dulled my mind with excessive internet use. Tumblr being a large component of this. It is fucking addictive stuff. And if you dear reader have not noticed, i have added a tumblr display to the bottom of my page, and have also started to FLOOD my twitter with, what i can only assume is annoying, auto-updates. I apologise for this if some do not appreciate the Tumblr medium, or generally don't like non-narcissistic twitter posts.<br />
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I also did not receive any round Zero offers on my CAO application. This is supposedly a round for people who have done the leaving in the past, and mature applicants, and for certain course's but nothing. Why i don't know but oh well. I have no clear concrete plans yet anyway...<br />
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Work was alright this week. I'm well into the swing of things, but it felt like a lackluster affair for some reason.<br />
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Maybe because i was so tired afterwards, and that i had spent so much money during the week after doing 2 nights in a row.<br />
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I also noticed a very cute redhead at the bar several times. And she appeared to be alone, a very rare sight. I actually had asked a colleague where she had gone. Disappointingly she had left for a rival club that is usually mentioned as preferred by the locals. A pity on many levels.<br />
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Hmm where to begin on all that negative...<br />
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(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Thus ends a this post. Can't think of a way to mend it, or end it, so i'll leave as is.)</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-58307512457750116072010-08-03T17:03:00.000+01:002010-08-03T17:03:18.591+01:00A month of Good Intentions...In which i make life long choices, and have fun doing it.<br />
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So we're in august 2010. We're so far in the future that we have surpassed Lisa Simpsons wedding.<br />
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Honestly at no fixed point in time did i have any idea what i would be doing with my life in the future.<br />
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One fantasy that remained was that i wanted to be a film director or writer. Recently it has molded into the idea that i want to be a "cineauteur". Which means i want to be involved in the make process of all aspects of film or tv production. I want to be adept at all parts of my interest and weigh in as much as possible on everything that i love.<br />
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No obviously, this isn't something you can train for. More practically for the immediate future i have to get a 2nd job, i have to save money, and i have to go to college and learn.<br />
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I have to take charge of my life entirely by myself. And despite the muddle of the past year, and my lower mood during my recent blogging gap, i feel i have to express myself, i have to control my fate, and i have to live my life as it comes.<br />
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I just worked 2 days in a row. That's 100 euro. Straight away i had to give 20 to my dad for petrol costs and for 10 euro credit i desperately needed for my phone. I need more hours in my current job, and i also need a second job.<br />
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By August 5th i expect some CAO offers to come through. I have no idea what i am likely to get, but for the most part i'm convinced i will have to differ or decline them. I can't afford college again yet. My parents are not able to support me any further, and they are currently going through some aesthetic and cosmetic changes to the house and its gardens.<br />
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I have not talked to them about any of this. I haven't had a strong clue of what i'm going to do, or at least what i want to tell the parental units. For the most part i avoid conversations with them, i don't want to fight.<br />
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The most recent issue is that i just passed my road theory test. At my own expense, one weeks wages, and now i have entered into a sort of deal with my parents to get driving lessons. My Mother will fork out for my provisional license and i will pay for alternate lessons. However adding me to the insurance on any of the cars is next to impossible. It would cost 700E or so until the next policy change over date, or some such, and the in excess of 1,500 a year. Frankly that sounds like an insult, and money better spent on education or even supporting me if i decided to move out of the house and possibly avail of benefits, or live off 2 or 3 low pay jobs.<br />
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As well as the up coming CAO offers over the next month is an interview with Bellyfermot and their film course.<br />
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For this i need to prepare a portfolio of some kind. Including video work, 20 photos, Storyboards, screenplay drafts etc. I hope to work on this over the next month.<br />
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This is where my student film comes in. A documentary style thing of asking friends who volunteer their time, what they would think if they were to go to war, in space. And also other issue's specific to them and Irish youth.<br />
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This gives me an excuse to repair and plaster up a lot of my friendships that have been damaged over the past year, and also to rekindle old ties to school friends and so on.<br />
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On top of my portfolio commitments is the over barring stroke of good luck that is the chance to return to nursing. Thanks to the mother of all technical fuck ups i have a chance to do 2nd year, a third time. Now frankly i have reached the overwhelming consensus in my emotions that this would be the worst thing possible. That i do NOT want to be miserable in that course for another 3 years. That despite it being a steady career and allowing me to go anywhere i just could not commit to it. I would be so aware that i could repeat past mistakes that i would be miserable. I do not want it.<br />
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That and frankly as a peer group, beyond the friends i already have, i don't want to have to socialise with more nurses. They would all be THREE years younger, or more. This is a large stretch, and frankly its scary and alienating. Its hard enough to approach girls as a shy male as it is, but to have to return to the same situation that i have crashed and burned in again and again is just humiliating. I see nothing positive about choosing it.<br />
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My Friends and school mates are now all graduating/graduated recently. I however am nowhere further in the world than i could have been 4 years ago. I have bigger ideas, bigger aspirations and bigger dream than where i have ended up.<br />
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For the most part emotionally and socially i am still a lost and confused teenager, at 22. I feel i have not reached artificial milestones inside my head, and frequently this bothers me. I am shy and closed in and find it hard to be assertive or to let loose or open up to new people. I also find it hard to be heard, or to have anything interesting to say that i know will be heard. I'm a bundle of uncertainty.<br />
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However what i know i can be certain about is my love of Cinema. And my vast imagination that i have had to suppress and let only slip out slowly from time to time to distract myself from reality.<br />
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In the past few weeks i've taken to wasting even MORE time on the Internet, like the cyber-addict i am. Amongst that time wasting has been Switching wholesale to Tumblr as a blogging medium and means of dulling my brain, so i don't have to think about the outside world. Its damn near addictive, its twitter on crack for internet hipsters and fanboys/girls. Its not a bad place, but the time spent on it is. I really should unfollow some people, and post more meaningful stuff, but be restrained about it. I have also noticed that my twitter use has pretty much died off as a result. Yes there is auto shares and so on, but me actually expressing words and not video and photo, all but gone.<br />
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Shocking really. And it must all be rectified.<br />
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I am amongst the Job Aspirations, the saving of money, the life decisions, the social life, the portfolio etc, also hoping to make a stronger stab and maintaining my blogging, and web-presence.<br />
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Thus i am writing this, of course, and getting my self-narritive touch back. Also expect film and music reviews to come thick and fast and more often as i embrace my interests instead of self moaning, as has been a common theme of this here blog.<br />
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I may also take a stab at annotating, editing and improving the links and narrative of older posts. I've hinted at this several times, but usually i have not. I've made stabs at guides and link lists and so on, but usually its all been half arsed. Hopefully i will be a better blogger. Spring cleaning is needed.<br />
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Another issue which i especially felt today, is that i am lonely. I know i need my better stab at a social life and so on but i really do feel that i am starting to really feel the need to be with someone, to have a significant other. I know i am going to be VERY busy over the coming months, but i really am lonely. I have urges not only of the sexual kind but also to share my time with someone. Ye know to really love someone, and to be loved. I'm not even sure if i have ever been in love. The whole PG thing was hormones reaching an impasse where to two of us had to hook up and explore ourselves in order to survive as young adults, as for love, i don't know if it was there.<br />
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Then my fling in January? I was so ALONE that the only strong friend i had made in Australia was a release. A threesome and then being part of cheating, wasn't exactly the most normal way of going about anything like that, but i needed someone to be with, and for the week i was leaving, it was exactly what i needed. The following "trouble" was sort of insulting, it was no slight on anyone else, i NEED to be me. I need to live my life and make my own mistakes. I needed to feel something other than pure sadness and loneliness. I was on the edge of screaming. Stuck with an unfamiliar sister in an alien country 11,000 miles from what tenuous friendships i had was hell. And with my parents dragging me home because i was living exactly the same as at home, with no one, not even myself, believing that i could find work. It was Utterly shit. And frankly i don't regret my personal actions, i needed a friend, and i needed a good "root".<br />
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But despite how busy i know i have to make myself this month, i am raring to go. I want to embrace it all. I want to document it, i want to share what it is like to be me via this blog as i have in the past, and i want to develop and become the person i want to be.<br />
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I have the side urge of wanting a physical person to share this with, beyond friendships, but realistically i don't know if i can also attain this. I probably am still not "ready" for it, but then again, can you be ready for "love" or even the lust i so desperately want to quench. Despite not being fully interested in more promiscuous or impersonal aspects of some of modern youths sexual practice's and courting methods, i to want to get my rocks off. I don't see the full appeal of one night stands or constant flings. For the most part i want Relationships. At the same time my body wants to have its way with many attractive women, but my emotions want someone to talk to and share things with all at the same time. I don't want to separate them. I want a partner in life/crime/love etc, purely sex isn't as appealing to me.<br />
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I'd rather the affirmation of a relationship, than the gratification of a one night stand.<br />
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Its the one thing of over the next month i am still uncertain about.<br />
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Bring it on regardless.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-2189673448245392862010-07-08T18:37:00.000+01:002010-07-08T18:37:57.467+01:00Snap Happy #22Where i unleash a backlog of photo's on the unsuspecting reader...<br />
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Mmm, Cream of Darkness, now with more zombies!<br />
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One bad ASS mo-fo!<br />
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Jelly Baby?<br />
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Jean's i'd support!<br />
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Americanization FTW!<br />
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Art & Science = Philosphy. I love it!<br />
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This is why people are afraid of clowns!<br />
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'Nuff Said.<br />
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I like to end on a Rick-Roll or Internet meme related note...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-52926604114636635912010-07-07T20:38:00.000+01:002010-07-07T20:38:11.110+01:00Passin' through the Hood.Yet another counselor day.<br />
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I want talk much about all that cause, its usually more of a downer and not much of a story.<br />
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Instead i will regale you many a tale of hoods and keepin' it real.<br />
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I started my day in the big smoke in an internet cafe. A 24 hour joint that serves coffee, slots and slow bandwith. The sky was grey but the morning had started dry and warm, the mere illusion of summer had tourists, commuters, and hot hipster chicks dressed down, despite the slow creep of cold.<br />
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After betraying my lo-fi hommies and PC-die hardz i opted to use Safari on the ailing mediocre XP machine i paid the big coin for. Compared to IE and old bulky copies of the fox, surprisingly i got some usability out of safari. It did the job i wanted at seeds that wouldn't lead to alopecia.<br />
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After surfing my turf and representing my web presence i opened up the games chest of this communal restroom of a computer. Low and behold a game the other computers rarely had, GTA San Andreas. What was even better was this sucka had sound! My crack whore of a copy could only give me the animalistic basics, no dialogue or radio. So i was stoked to finally play with the big stuff, the semi-real deal.<br />
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I busted caps, pulled wheelies, tagged my mark on the hood and lived it up in 1992 for a good 50 minutes. It was good hommies, it was good.<br />
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Then off in the almost rain. A spot here or there but unbroken cloud. I popped my head into phone shops and other haunts of interest. I tempted myself with gadgets and gizmo's, shopgirls and salted popcorn.<br />
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But it was time for the Luas.<br />
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So i went down the O'C and onto Lower Broadway. A vagrant hung at the edge of the ticket machines and i slipped him my change, only 70 cent, but one step closer to the coffee that will compliment the lack of food on top of Benzo's to offset the kick of Methadone or crack or even another lost peripheral vein to Heroin and shared needle's. Or maybe just a McCoffee or tin of turpentine...<br />
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I rode all the way out to Tallaght-fornia. I had wage's burning a hole in my pocket and i was overcome with thoughts of spending my dough on an INQ Chat, if i could haggle down to less than 99, but that was unlikely. I however spotted the PC world on the top floor and remembered that they had those small HD handheld camera's that bloggers and journo's love oh-so-much. The cheapest price's as i remembered were usually good.<br />
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To my dismay they were gone. The entire shelf was empty, even the security tags and magnets were gone. An empty white shelf. The most prominent camcorders started at 130 or so, ie fuck that shit.<br />
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Several employee's mopped about the store, all lost and helpless. I didn't get any of their attention, i usually avoid them. But i had questions, and was looking for something specific. I noticed the cute blond who seemed to be patrolling the camera area. At one point she had picked up a mini-SLR shaped one and gawked at it with childish wonderment.<br />
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I then spotted it. In a glass case beside where the old candybar HD narcisism machines had been. A 60 euro sleek black camcorder, minimal specs, but 60 euro. Beside it the last remaining HD youtube makers, all twice the price and somewhat more ridiculous looking than the normal members of their ilk. I was intrigued, 60 euro you say!<br />
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But no shop assistant had approached, and i was still loosely mulling over the calculations of how i could afford such a thing. I know i needed a camera, for my amateur film idea, and this one spoke to me. If it could speak it would say, "Buy me, Use me, Adore Me, make magic! But eh, don't use me for certain kinds of home movies..."<br />
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By-joe it was right, i must make magic.<br />
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But by this time i had descending to go and look at the INQ Chat, it's been calling me for months, it wants my thumbs so it does. But 99 euro was still to far, and i wasn't willing to haggle. No it had to be the camera!<br />
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I returned, teaser displays of Inception playing in unison beside me on the Lazy-o-later. Can't wait for that mind fuck...<br />
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I stood at the case, i pined, i weeped, i wasn't going to perish but damn it i wanted to purchase! (Joesph Gordon-Levitt Reference btw)<br />
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I stood in its beautiful beckoning presence for a minute or two. I also had watched the shy and patrolling retail Sentry of the cute blond. She attended to a Mac Pro's iTunes playlist from time to time and then a familiar album artwork was up next, and i was sold.<br />
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30 Seconds too Mars (A beautiful lie) rang out as i beckoned her over and asked if they had the camera in stock. He muted and quiet replies were hard to hear, despite a quiet store and moderate sounds of Progressive brilliance emanating from the very machine i loath. She looked at the number and went off to a computer to check. She and said it was in stock, oh joy. She then muttered more that i barely heard but i gathered that my answer should be to a question i wasn't even sure was asked. Yes i want to buy it.<br />
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I followed her to another employee' she was looking for keys. To what i wasn't sure. Then she went somewhere else and i briefly waited before turning back and looking at an upper range camera while in my forward periphery she opened the case and retrieved the soon to be mine camera.<br />
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I approached her and took it from her hand as she gestured it to me. Then more soft spoken words about memory cards. I have plenty at home, but now she was making a sales pitch. I followed along. She showed me to the cheaper ones and annoyingly the 4gbs were only 15 euro, but all gone. So i was left with 2GB for 13, my kingdom for anything more than 2GB, every fucking card i have is 2GB!<br />
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To the sales desk!<br />
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She asked for my name to put on the Receipt/warranty. I gave it in full, but she only needed the initial and my last name. She then typed my last name and asked if she had spelt it right in a soft way, i simply reached out and punched in the K to make it a real name. She smiled a little.<br />
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Then another sales pitch, 3 year warranty for an extra 20 euro. Multiple replacements at no extra cost no mater what the fault or cause. It was damn promising. But i had to think. Eh... my wallet won't like me. How will i live, even if i am accident prowen and could break the speed of light if i wasn't paying attention, could i pay that little extra...<br />
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I seemed to think to long, i was also starng back and forth between the blue strips of paper barely jutting from my wallet and her face, then her name badge, then she sold some more. But i was to skeptical, it was buttons, but not now, i can be extra careful.<br />
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She then passed me onto the cashier girl. Who also asked was there any 4 GB cards, and even went a brief hunt for one, alas no cigar.<br />
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My receipt was my 1 year warranty and i could apparently return anytime for the 3 year one. Hmm, i'll keep that in mind. By this stage the cute/shy blond had switch from 30 Seconds to Mars's most recent album(This Is War), and it was Kings and Queens straight away. Swoon.<br />
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Back on the Luas.<br />
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As i walked back to the Tram stop, the next one was pulling out of the shunting area and up beside me.<br />
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Ahead of me a group of younger rock chick type girls were walking up to the pay station. They didn't seem to be the sort of people you would stereotypically and prejudicially expect to see in Tallaght. A few had vibrant dyed hair colours, and i could read the grey hoody of the one closest to me which read " Tegan _ Sainthood_ Sara". This connection and the fact she was attractive put me at some ease. Further along this gaggle of younglings another girl was wearing a bluer grey hoody with a Triangle Shape with a line in it. It looked familiar, i think it may be associated with 30 Seconds to Mars's self titled first album.<br />
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I passed them and sat at the very front of the Tram, in order to get a head start at my stop and hopefully use the Tram as a means to cross a busy intersection and guard me from the traffic.<br />
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Behind me sat some very, ahem, obvious locale's.<br />
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They sat across the aisle from each other both tacking up 4 seats each and putting their feet up. The one directly behind me took out his phone and started playing music.<br />
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"ooohh aye, i just died in the road to-noite! Ye know this song, feckin' classic man."<br />
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Oh here it goes i thought, and it did.<br />
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The song continued to blare from what i colloquial call a knacker-speaker, that many phones, even mine, have. I relatively poor quality loud and sparkly form of Audio supply that really must be a pet peeve of Hi-Fi buffs and vinyl fanatics. (on a side note the one on my INQ is great, clearest i know of, no not my usual plug of INQ....just a fact and tip)<br />
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"Have you seen "Joe" (name change on purpose, for later obvious reason's) about lately."<br />
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"Joe? He's back in de locke upp, last i herd."<br />
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"The locke up, wasn't he out on satur-day, or on remand or sumt-in?"<br />
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"Oh Joe Blogs, Joe Smyth is in locke upp, Joe Blogs is fuckin' eejit anyways. Give Mickey a blow there"<br />
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"Hey do ye know this one, 'ooooohh, I, I just Died in the road Tonight.' "<br />
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"Hahah ye made eejit!"<br />
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"Yo, ha, ye know that one, ye anyways, i herd you had a fifth on ye, where are we meetin' ya laters, what, what, are ye there? Fecker hung up."<br />
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"Ah he's always doin' that he's a sciving fucker.<br />
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'ooooh, aye.....'<br />
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Ah will you stop that, i'll feckin' sciv ya. Scivy-sciv-sciv!"<br />
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And on it went.<br />
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I then went to the cinema and saw Brooklyn's Finest.<br />
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A rather good movie that came here a lot later than it's stateside release.<br />
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It was really good, some great gritty stuff.<br />
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Ethan Hawke played a Catholic narc cop (Training Day...) who kill's a CI in the first scene in order to get money for his family. His house has mould, his wife has asthma and an associated infection while pregnant with twins. They already have 4 kids. So effectively he has it feckin' rough, but ye know, "Every Sperm is Sacred".<br />
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Don Cheadle play's a DEEP Undercover in the Projects in Brooklyn. This Cat is rockin' the bling and dealin' the dope etc But he's also a bit lenient and community friendly, makin' sure his dealers make their Court Dates and get good lawyers etc He also has to check-in with his handler who promise's him a promotion and an end soon enough. He get's propositioned by yer wan from the Closer, playing an FBI Uber-feminist aiming to become Head of New York or President, i'm not sure which. She want's Don to Set up Wesley Snipes to go down even further and take out the whole operation. But Cheadle feel's for him, He's taxes to pay, he needs more screen time, and Blade Trinity wasn't that bad...<br />
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Richard Gere play's a hard ass old cop 7 day's from Retirement. He drinks Irish Whiskey just to wake up, he's bullied by the more Brotherhood type cops who want to weed out the weak links. He brushes it all off, he's waiting for his Pention. Treating "The Job" one day at a Time, instead of his alcoholism. He get's stiffed with a Young Recruit as part of Publicity. The Recruit was a former Marine, Not even born When Gere started as a cop, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;"><b>8 028 </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">days ago. (7 days short of 2 years) They don't get on and he gets transferred. Gere seeks his only reprieve from a whore and witness local scum but does nothing. The Rookie ends up dead, and then Gere Notice's a girl he saw being ruffed about by the scum is a missing girl. However Gere's seven days are slow, like most of the pacing of his segments, they take a 3rd seat to the other plots.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Gere get's another Recruit, who screws up, and theres some sick politics he won't play along with, because he's got his pension coming. He has Retirement, no more days on the job. He trys to take the blame for it, he knew it wasn't going to work, the Board and Politician's wanted to make it out the civilian affected had Priors and drugs (which he did) and that the fuck up was justified. No dice. Gere want's to wallow in his own misery.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Don Cheadle basically recreates the over-all theme of The Wire, and Try's to save Wesley Snipes Film Career, but it's too late. The movie had to fuck it all up and pop a cap in most of the African Characters collective asses....</span></span></span><br />
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</span></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-37513193372838653082010-07-01T20:30:00.001+01:002010-07-01T20:30:37.182+01:00A Dull HeadMy mind has been pretty blank lately.<br />
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Last week in particular i felt i could best describe how my mind felt as "dull".<br />
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My sleep pattern was completely out of whack and for the entire week i basically did fuck all. My mind was heavy but silent and all i could bring myself to do was put on tracksuit bottoms, no socks, and plod down to the laptop and read a gazzilion things on the web.<br />
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It was pretty shite really. However work was fine. It was a busy night so i couldn't complain.<br />
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I also loved the doctor who finale, although it now means i have very little left on tv to look forward to, it being the off season that is summer.<br />
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I hate the summer dip in quality tv. There is no justification for it, other than theoretical good weather, and supposed people living in said possible weather. What about us no-lifers? Why betray us? Give us entertainment, we'll watch, we promise!<br />
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Well there is summer blockbusters but the schedule is backed this year, and confusing. Twilight is the next big one, but in the states several others are already out, but not here? This makes film blogs confusing and annoying because movies get spoiled before I/we have a chance to see them.<br />
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Some movies at least have International release's, Twilight:Eclipse and Predators being the next two big releases, with Inception later in the month, and Avatar: The Last Airbender (unrelated to Avatar, but then again it could help this Nickelodeon Anime Adaptation from M. Night Sham-of-an-excuse-for-a-directer-after-the-village-lady-in-the-water-and-the-happening....)<br />
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Strangely Toy Story 3 is STILL not out here in Ireland, or the UK. It's out in the US and Australia, but not here? What fresh hell is this? I want to see it now!<br />
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In other news i'm slowly trying to repair and catch up with friendships and i may or may not discuss this at some stage.<br />
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I also applied for a film Course in Ballyfermot, and emailed them asking what the requirements for their application Portfolio were. I doubt i'll get in etc, and today is the deadline for Changing CAO applications. Over the past few months i've gotten loads of letters from the places i applied to, but for the most part i doubt i'll get to go to any <br />
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Even if i have the points, i don't have the money. So far i'm only working 1 day a week, it's slowly dawning on me that this is laughable despite having saved up to 100 euro all of my own, and bought a piss-poor notebook. With a proper, 5 day a week job i'd have a hell of a lot more money, and freedom, and excuse for a life than i do now.<br />
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But ye know, it's so hard to find stuff that it's not even worth trying. If anything, with everyone saying there's nothing out there, me thinks there's a gap of defeatism in the work force that can be exploited. Ie it is actually worth trying, because so many others think it's so bad that they shouldn't even try looking, or think they can't find anything. Or is it a covert conspiracy to make everyone else not look for work so they themselves can get it?<br />
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After insistence of my dad i filled an online form out for the new 500 Terminal 2 jobs in Dublin airport. It turns out so have around 9,000 other people! I don't stand a chance with the amount of qualified or experienced people desperate for a job.<br />
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What i'd most like to do with my summer is make my amateur film. But i don't know if i'll get around to it. Although if it's a requirement for the Ballyfermot thing it might motivate me. After all, i have a physical interview just for applying! So there's a chance i could get it, and a great incentive to do it as well!<br />
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Upcoming posts:<br />
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Due to my dull head over the past week or so, some ideas came to me, others left fast.<br />
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But i did slowly start writing a continuation of the music meme posts, but in soul spilling essay style, so that could take a while.<br />
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Also over the past few days i did a lot of walking in my local area and took photo's too. I found a ruined Church and an abandoned house. I also tried to find my way up to a mysterious tower that's not on any map, but it's hard to find!<br />
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From the 3 locations i could see it from i figured out a rough area of where it is, and i hope to reach it soon, and figure out what it is. It looks like a church tower, or a monastery. It however is not prominent in the landscape and it is unmarked on all the maps i can find. It's a spooky mystery i can't wait to solve.<br />
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For now toodles.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-19865935833656757432010-06-20T20:31:00.001+01:002010-06-20T20:32:26.222+01:00Snap Happy #21Because i've been lazy, and mean to my blog...<br />
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Is it just me or are the Iron Man movie's a lot deeper and better then what you can see on the surface?<br />
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<img height="400" src="http://spaceghetto.org/images/tumblrkz0j.jpg" width="304" /><br />
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I think it is, and so does this <a href="http://www.filmschoolrejects.com/features/culture-warrior-a-marxist-reading-of-iron-man-2.php">guy</a><br />
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This is rather good:<br />
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No i love the idea of Library's, but i would be member of one that would have me as a member. After all, i would rarely get around to reading anything... I couldn't afford the fine's!<br />
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That and is it just me, or is it Pronounced Libe-ry? But the American's make a deal out of saying Libe-rary and make fun of those who say Liberry? Wierd.<br />
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I don't think this dog like's the view:<br />
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Just chillin':<br />
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Oh to be a sloth...<br />
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MIND BLOWN:<br />
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So True:<br />
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Is Scott Pigrim Going to be the best movie ever?<br />
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I just recently read part 2, and i love it. I can't wait for parts 3, 4, 5 and the yet to be released 6, and the movie!<br />
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A rather image from Krakatoa. ( i think, it could be a different volcano, when was Krakatoa, to early for photographs?) Just wow...<br />
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<a href="http://www.filmschoolrejects.com/features/culture-warrior-a-marxist-reading-of-iron-man-2.php"></a>.Poor Foresight fail:<br />
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Toodle's.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-31770984863888025162010-06-17T01:13:00.000+01:002010-06-17T01:13:58.280+01:00Sometime's a post is too late to be relevant...In this case a post talking about what I did on Tuesday.<br />
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After all, I'm writing this 5 minutes before Thursday...<br />
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Well anyway, i'll keep it far briefer than the jotted abstract plan i scribbled into my notepad on the bus home. (More on this later)<br />
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I had my counsling appointment around mid-day so arriving in town close to 9am i went straight to an internet café.<br />
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Unfortunately i know this café all to well, for somewhere that is 1 euro an hour and popular, they really jip non-members on bandwith. I open firefox every time and it frequently crash's or is too slow to be used properly.<br />
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Last week i got to see 20 minutes of the glee finale before my credit ran out with little trouble, but this week i struggled to open article's about the mineral deposit's discovered in Afghanistan. (LINK)<br />
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Which was annoying. So i opened the game folder and couldn't have been arsed being PWND online by people with less of a life than myself, but their own computers..., so i opened up HALO: Combat Evolved.<br />
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Kickin' it oldschool.<br />
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I played for over an hour.<br />
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I went all the way from the first level, onto Halo itself, saved all the escape pods, then brought the fight to the Covenant on their Battle-Cruiser. Just when I rescued the captain i thought, hey this has been a long time, i better stop.<br />
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So i closed it and realised i had only about 15 minutes left. Good waste of time.<br />
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Appointment went well, sort of a depressing session that i doubt anyone wants to hear about. And frankly i don't want to go there.<br />
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I texted friends, but no one was about. Yay, another day alone in town.<br />
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I hoped to see Tegan and Sara in Tower Records but finished to late to get there on time.<br />
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I passed tower records at about 235 or so and there was a super huge crowd of Lesbian's, Hipsters, Gay men, Rocker youth and almost no-one older than 25.<br />
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I just walked on. I window-shop'd, looked at mobile's etc.<br />
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Then when attempting to google IFI Screen times on my phone outside of HMV i looked up and saw the Heathers standing there on Grafton Street.<br />
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I then started thinking, they must have been at Tegan and Sara, they are after all Ireland's answer to them so to speak. I also thought, My wallet is full of money, i could go right in to HMV, directly behind me, and buy a copy of their Album, Sticker promoting the Discover Ireland ad and all, and try and get their signature. But i just didn't. Didn't even take a photo.<br />
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My phone and good camera at hand if need be for any photo opportunity or blogging thoughts. But i just didn't, to melancholic from my session and pissed off with being alone and having no one to talk to or spend my time with.<br />
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I walked back down Grafton Street and as i walked i saw a group of young lads harrasing a street preformer.<br />
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One was actually perched on a lamp-post whispering in his ear trying to make him flinch or something. (it being one of those stay still preformer's)<br />
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As i walked they continued on as-well.<br />
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They then came across this guy:<br />
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Different part of the street, but the same street performer.<br />
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The bullying group of louts aproached him, one said "remember this guy".<br />
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They all stopped in front of him. One bent over and lifted than put down his tips cup.<br />
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The performer broke his pose and stared at them.<br />
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I continued to walk but couldn't help but keep watching.<br />
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I had wanted to drag the prat of the lamp-post when i first saw them, now i was concerned for the safety of the performer.<br />
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But as they crowded around him, others here and there in the street were taking notice, and the guy somehow persuaded them to fuck off. Crisis avoided.<br />
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I Turned back towards Tower Records when i saw that the crowd had now evaporated.<br />
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I smiled as they were still playing their latest album over the speakers.<br />
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I saw a small crowd at the foot of the stairs, some people taking and posing for photo's.<br />
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I approached from behind but couldn't pass, so i doubled back.<br />
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As i walked up the other aisle i realised it WAS actually Tegan and Sara.<br />
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Cool, they're still hanging around about an hour after the brief gig started.<br />
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I walked towards the magazine's, aiming to look at this months Empire, but then walked back to take a photo with my phone.<br />
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As i approached they were finishing up and they passed me, on their way out the back door. Missed opportunity.<br />
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However, hour's later i read a blog post about them. My lack of knowledge was truly blown out the window. I found out they were sisters...<br />
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Embarrassed i thought they were a married Lesbian couple, maybe it was their hair, maybe it was their massive lesbian/bi and indie/hipster/trendy fan base. I have no idea where i came up with this idea, maybe it was on from a stupid idiotic flame comment on youtube trying to argue that Tegan and Sara were better then Heathers, on a Heather's video at that... I'm not quite sure.<br />
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What i do know is, that i am fucking glad i didn't stop this international talented stars for a photo. They're Sisters, not a Lesbian Married couple, fuck that could have been awful if it came out in some way, although how i don't know, but i feel like such a tit for thinking it!<br />
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I then went to the Cinema, well first i walked about a bit.<br />
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Touring the cinema's so to speak. I walked to the Screen first and read the movie time's.<br />
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Girl on a Train, didn't recognise it should be good, i read a notice about 2 movie showing's cancelled, instantly forgot.<br />
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I expected the movie, which was in an hour's time would be a foreign movie, as i had not yet heard of it, and i read film blogs all the time.<br />
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The Savoy didn't have anything as soon as the Screen. So i walked on to Cineworld.<br />
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I bought popcorn in a centra.<br />
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I got to cineworld and saw no good choice's within the same time frame.<br />
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I struggled to try and set up an Unlimited card. 19.99 a month get's you UNLIMITED film's.<br />
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A dream i had thought about since i was 16 and going to every new movie with DS.<br />
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Now i had money, i would make it so. But the auto-form wasn't working easily, then it somehow couldn't find the address of my bank from a certain code, and since i didn't know the address myself, i couldn't finish to form... shucks.<br />
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I walked out, phoned my boss to find out what hour's i was working, saturday only, just for now. For about the billionth time he answered his phone by explaining he'd call me back, and then told me when i was working.<br />
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This has happened every single week when i have gotten him on the phone. He never ring's me back. It's as if it's an automatic response of his i think? He seem's to be so busy that he answers his call's this way?<br />
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Or does he genuinely have something to say to me each time, or does he forget about it? Who know's?<br />
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I then walked through Little Italy, over the millenium bridge and along the key's.<br />
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I had money to burn. I had dreamed, and figured out it was possible to buy an Inq Chat, €99, but i had to reserve money for my netbook which would arrive later in the week. (more on this when i get it, and review it, but the Irish Revenue office wanted to rob me blind with pointless taxes just to get what is rightfully mine).<br />
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So i decided to break a twenty on buying a the 2nd volume of Scot Pilgirm, in the run up to the movie i hope to buy them all.<br />
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I grabbed it on the shelf, the first one i picked up didn't have a price, so i comparred with the neighbouring one, 9.99.<br />
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I went to the till and handed the man the book.<br />
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I then took out a twenty and held it out.<br />
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But this was a PROPER comic book clerk.<br />
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He actually didn't say anything. He was like a comic book clerk ninja!<br />
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He placed the book on the counter gently.<br />
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Whipped up a paper bag, that i didn't ask for from under the counter.<br />
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He gingerly and carefully slipped the book in, it's thick, it wasn't going to bend and dog ear easily...<br />
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He then pulled a cellotape dispenser from the side of the till.<br />
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All the while i was still holding out the money.<br />
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He folded the end neatly and exactly and sealed it with the cellotape.<br />
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At this point i had pulled my money back, almost expecting a re-enactment of Rowan Atkinson in Love Actually.<br />
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I then pay'd the man and went to the cinema.<br />
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In turns out that Girl on a Train had been cancelled.<br />
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So i went to see Greenberg staring Ben Stiller Instead.<br />
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A review tomorrow, hopefully.<br />
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As for the earlier mentioned blog jotting in my notbook. Well i came up with several blogs i want to write over the coming weeks, especially with my netbook arriving.<br />
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The list is as follow's:<br />
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The Godfather: The viewing of a legend part II and Part III<br />
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Urban Landscape's series:<br />
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(in which in blog about urbanism, and cities, and transport, and my love of Sim city etc etc)<br />
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Post's within that series including:<br />
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Love of art Deco (photo's i took in Melbourne and stole from the web)<br />
Shop front's of Dublin Study ( a large series of photo's i took on Dublin streets a few months ago)<br />
Dublin's lack of Density - History, development, case for transport, green, waste, poor planning etc<br />
Intermodeing/ my love of Public Transport and lack of interest in Car travel, and loathing of how it's infrastructure is used.<br />
The Future:<br />
- Agglomeration's (super cities)<br />
-transport innovations<br />
-desnity/design/architecture<br />
-food/power/water/people - study of Malthusian theories of overpopulation and chanlenge's facing humanity.<br />
-extra-terrestrial living.<br />
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Lyrics retrospective/Poetry - Posting my old lyrics and poems.<br />
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Film Producing blog - My student film if i get around to it.<br />
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My opinions on Independent film and Irish film.<br />
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Continuing the music meme, which i abandoned...<br />
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Something about my funny way with words....<br />
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A massive case study series on the "NEED" for a New Star Trek Series.<br />
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And something i came up with when looking out the window that really got my mind going...:<br />
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Loitering vs Society: The battle over Animal instinct and human constructs.<br />
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Believe me that one may sound odd, but i had a really juicy argument flowing when i thought of it.<br />
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Toodle's for now.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-80962981599242389092010-06-15T00:01:00.000+01:002010-06-15T00:01:29.864+01:00Brief update 2:Tomorrow i will be in Dublin, for a weekly visit.<br />
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Among the many thing's i will be doing is popping into Tower Records at 2pm to catch Tegan & Sara for free in advance of their gig tomorrow night, which i don't have tickets to.<br />
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Few people are about town, but i might also catch a milkshake/white hot chocolate and the 2nd Scott Pilgram book, and maybe even a movie?<br />
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Who know's. I'm sure my twitter will eat up my credit on Snaptu or mobile web anyway, as i microblog to dull the boredom of walking about on my own after my errands have been run etc.<br />
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I may even do the usual window shopping where i delude myself that I NEED a new phone. My INQ 1 is still going strong, but i would LOVE an INQ Chat, or an android phone. Of course i would need to earn a lot more money than i currently earn. Which is training wage's, which i should enquire about actually since i should be due Minimum wage soon enough.<br />
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(Techie swoon)<br />
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In other job related news, if i had a driver's license i have been informed by a family friend that with my limited nursing experience i would be qualified to be a Pharmaceutical Representative. This could pay very well, so i should get on the whole driver theory thing pronto. It could also be a way of saving for college, next Calendar year, instead of the comming academic year for which i would be broke, destitute and stuck with Nursing or blessed with a course choice i can't pay for. More news as it happens....<br />
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In other news, i watched The Godfather 2 and 3 over the weekend, another post soon, possibly tomorrow morning from my usual Internet café when i need to pass time.<br />
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Also, the follower widget, to your left, is still on the fritz. I will try every other day to fix this. If you dear reader have a google account, then the toolbar at the top of the page has a follow button. You can also copy and paste the Url of this blog into your RSS Feed Reader of choice i you want to.<br />
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And down at the very bottom of the page, is The Like Widget. Links to music, photo's, video's, their tour date's and their twitter. Enjoy the slice of wonderousness that is the like, without me having to gush about them every other post :-P<br />
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Toodle's.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-79489075569634580052010-06-11T18:59:00.000+01:002010-06-11T18:59:26.525+01:00The Like Video collection post:This post is predomently so that i can Show my Good Friend DS what's been happening with the like in the run up to their new album. But also i felt i should collect all The Like Video's that i am aware of, that are good and also of good quality etc etc.<br />
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First off, i can't post the original music video's as they are now only available on VEVO, the evil youtube offshoot for music video's that is America only and doesn't allow much embedding anywhere...<br />
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So here is the earliest clip i know of. A hillarious clip off of Ch4's Popworld:<br />
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The Like Coming on stage dressed as "zeta's" when supporting Muse. They go into the audience on a rubber dinghy. Cool stuff:<br />
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Then there is the Album making footage that the like shared with their fan's back in late 2007. If you notice this clip also include's an early version of He's not a boy.<br />
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This is a live Version of Release me from 2008, notice Charlotte Froom is still with the group.<br />
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This is the Rehearsal song they shared when they announced The Like 2.0 in late 2009, Reni Lane being present, this was just before a tour with Artic Monkey's:<br />
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Z Berg Performing an acoustic song with a friend:<br />
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Fair Game Mini movie, plus the introduction of Annie Monroe on the Organ:<br />
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He's Not a Boy Music Video:<br />
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A Live Set The like did for a website, including a cover of Will you still love me tomorrow, and an acoustic version of He's Not a boy:<br />
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I tried to buy the single for He's Not a Boy the other day in Dublin. No such look. It turn's out that not only are physical single's a rare thing in this day and age, but The Like only Released the He's Not A Boy "ep" in the UK and the US, for shame!<br />
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Can't wait for the album though!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-31304935967242200422010-06-11T18:05:00.000+01:002010-06-11T18:05:58.671+01:00Blog worries...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Yeah, it's possible to have them from time to time.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Not only is it Subject drought, writers block, laziness and forgetfulness, which plague me frequently, but also followers etc.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">If you my dear readers haven't noticed, the follower's widget has been broken on my blog for some time. And i haven't the foggiest why. I sort of believe this could be why my official readership by those with google accounts my not have risen, but also why i only see a few devote readers posting comments. And of course i thank you for that.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">I'd love to ye know, do all the blogging things of "networking" and being friendly and so on, but sometime's i forget to. I mainly just read stuff out there in the ether. Like the blogs i follow, i rarely physically go to them anymore, as i read them in my Google Reader account. For that i am sorry. It's just easier. So if i am not giving you views, it possibly shows.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">And from time to time i do stay in touch with the Zietgeist of opinion my readers may have about me, although this is rare also.<a href="http://social-dullard.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-really-i-didn-know-news-to-me.html"> The reader's Ziegeist</a>...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">But i'm not clueless as to what my readers are up to. I can see weekly results thanks to the Lijit widget.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">If you haven't noticed, it's the green thing to the left. You can search it, it's nice and handy. It also tell's me the number of page visit's i get, the most popular blog post's clicked on, and the google search's that lead people to my blog.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Sometimes this leads to oddities, such as <a href="http://social-dullard.blogspot.com/2009/07/seminally-tuddled-or-wtf.html">Seminally Tuddled</a>...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Current oddities and trends are the google search result's that lead people to my blog.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">The top ten from the past week are as follow's:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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<li style="margin-bottom: 3px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.lijit.com/users/socialdullard/term?term=%22security%20is%20mostly%20superstition...%20..life%20is%20but%20a%20daring%20adventure,%20or%20nothing.%22" style="color: #333333; cursor: pointer; font-weight: inherit; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">"security is mostly superstition... ..life is but a daring...</a> (1 time)</li>
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Frequently i see result's for people searching for The Like, and like Related info. This is surprising since i have only made a few small post's here and there about them. Example's include, <a href="http://social-dullard.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-like-like.html">Ilikethelike</a> and a guest post for <a href="http://culch.ie/">Culch.ie</a> ( <a href="http://www.culch.ie/2010/05/07/i-like-the-like-maybe-you-could-to/">I like the like, maybe you could too</a>?)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">I know i've promised it in the past, but i really should clean up tagging and links in this blog. And i have also promised to blog more often, for this i have little self control, and even less excuse's.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><br />
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</div><div>Or it's the only true Cross Genre plot device... bear with me.... It's a time traveling inter-dimensional magical newspaper enchanted by ye know, magic, in order to save that woman on the page by being killed by time travelling teamsters who decide to delay her great great grandfathers house from being built before winter, thus making it harder for him to make whoopy with her Great great grandmother on those harsh winter nights! Dastardly!</div><div><br />
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By the lonely and all engrossing glow of my Portable dvd player, at 2am on a Tuesday I slid the cover slip off the crisp and un-used box set. I felt the grooves and bumps of exquisite packaging and briefly took in the Stylish photo graphs and gave a flip view to the descriptions, just to take it all in.<br />
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I opened the 4 disk case like a book, struggled to move quietly in the dead of the night, and un-clipped the Disk, The Godfather Part 1.<br />
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I struggled with the cabinet containing my clothes, and removed a drawer, to fit my hand through and manipulate the one isolated socket. I plugged in the Charger and creeped about slowly. I had tapped into the mains and was raring to go.<br />
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I turned off the light and discarded my cloths, still waring my under ware, cause's that's how i roll.<br />
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I struggled and decided what level of blanket comfort i needed and adorned my Comfort top, 4 size's to small, a worn and bawbaly grey and oh so comfortable, i couldn't say nay.<br />
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On with the little black button and the credits rolled, no menu, no choice's, just cinematic gold.<br />
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I had never seen this movie as a whole, or been old enough to appreciate it when i had passed it's legend emitting from the tube. I knew several name's, i knew all the players, i even knew the big moments, but forged on without caring.<br />
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Classic film's can't exist in a vacuum with Virtue and reverence. The very essence of popular culture mean's this legendary film, older than i am now by the time i was born, has been payed discreet homage, ripped off, emulated and parodied loosely so frequently and with such blatant disregard for those not in the no, that i had seen most of the key scenes without seeing the movie.<br />
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I couldn't complain. I had held out long enough, i had to see it. I was not in the position to wait for a Cinema screening Towering over me in the glow of a projector, with sticky floors, high levels of infectious particles and allergens associated with crowds, or the specific saliva satiating saltiness of overpriced popcorn.<br />
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With just water, a double bed, a blanket, a comfort top, and a lonely glow, i sat, gasped, guffawed, wanted to scream WTF and was truly entertained.<br />
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The setting was beautiful, the fashions noticeable, the culture tangible and the world seemingly epic. The second dialogue explained the time, and characters were set out, i wanted to know the answers of this world, i wanted to context of all those spoilers shared and given exposition. I was in the deepened, passing into a world where both the familiar and the unanswered had to be watched closely and understood.<br />
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The cyclical nature of Vengeance. The characters not bit parts, but shinning lights of the culture and vital plot points from time to time. The struggle and evolution of family members and the innocent. It all came together in a tapestry i had only seen glimpse's of. A cultural snapshot, out of focus or damaged by other people's honourable homage's.<br />
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Like an Archaeologist i pieced together what i already knew from fragments and in the past had created a unique and unfinished picture in my head. I knew it was supposed to be grand, i knew it had epic qualities, and most certainly knew it was treasured.<br />
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But in watching it myself, in finally getting around to a classic. I was finally on the same page as those who gave it the time and dedication i finally found the room for. This IS a Classic.<br />
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This is among the Greats.<br />
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This is a cinematic experience i will treasure.<br />
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This is something that will change how i view stories, as many will pale in relation to this.<br />
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A movie so great it appears everywhere and is spoiled, and poked at in so many genre's and mediums that it is impossible to escape it's influence.<br />
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Out of the Vacuum of Ignorance and incomplete speculation, i found the time for a masterpiece. And i loved every frame, every second, every nuance, every line, each gunshot i did not expect made me skip a heart beat, every moment i had not seen was fresh clean and left me in Awe. This is Cinema at it's best.<br />
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And i can't wait for more.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00384991436307554798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519162268483484492.post-53919001233725757832010-06-03T02:07:00.000+01:002010-06-03T02:07:18.779+01:00You MUST be Outraged, or at least tisk a bit!Ah Flotilla-gate. It's all a big mess isn't it.<br />
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The Good intentions/idea's/positive's to make note of:<br />
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- This all started out by people willing to supply aid to those in need.<br />
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- Most of the Aid is said to be on it's way to <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/gaza" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=31.5166666667,34.45&spn=0.1,0.1&q=31.5166666667,34.45%20(Gaza)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Gaza">Gaza</a>. <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/hamas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hamas" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Hamas">Hamas</a> however is reportorially refusing some of it.<br />
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- Egypt opened it's border to Gaza yesterday, to help the situation.<br />
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- Most of those detained from the ships, actavists, volunteers, media and <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/humanitarian_aid" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humanitarian_aid" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Humanitarian aid">aid workers</a> have returned to their countries of origin.<br />
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- The aid convoy acted against orders to stay in <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/cyprus" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=35.1333333333,33.4666666667&spn=10.0,10.0&q=35.1333333333,33.4666666667%20(Cyprus)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Cyprus">Cyprus</a>. And acted politically and provocatively in order to be heard.<br />
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- 9 people are dead.<br />
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- Diplomatic ties with <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/israel" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=31.7833333333,35.2166666667&spn=1.0,1.0&q=31.7833333333,35.2166666667%20(Israel)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Israel">Israel</a> are damaged Worldwide.<br />
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-Turkey is deeply offended, they were once the only Arab ally of Isreal in the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/middle_east" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_East" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Middle East">Middle East</a>.<br />
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- Gaza is still not receiving all the supplies it needs. Apparently 1/4 of what is needed reaches people.<br />
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- The predominantly Irish Ship that is still en route to Gaza.<br />
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-Israel- <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/united_states" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="United States">United States</a> talks about the construction of Settlements in the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/west_bank" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/West_Bank" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="West Bank">West Bank</a> were called off and are likely to be delayed and further ignored for the near-by future.<br />
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- Global hypocracies are still rife in terms of Politics and reaction to such situations. Condemnation, harsh comments, sanctions, call's for restraint, all mean nothing.<br />
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- Oil is still leaking in the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/gulf_of_mexico" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=25.0,-90.0&spn=0.1,0.1&q=25.0,-90.0%20(Gulf%20of%20Mexico)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Gulf of Mexico">Gulf</a> of Mexico.<br />
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- Oil is still destroying the Niger Delta.<br />
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-Oil is still destroying the Rain Forrest's in Peru.<br />
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- South and <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/north_korea" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Korea" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="North Korea">North Korea</a> are still on the Verge of war.<br />
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- UK Police may soon carry fire arms following today's shooting massacre. Irish Police, will still not Carry arms following Dozens of crime-world shooting and executions over the past decade.<br />
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- Firefly is still canceled and hopes of being picked up, after such a long time, and a mediocre movie takings is still unlikely.<br />
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What can i really say about all this. Every side in this conflict is wrong in some way.<br />
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The Aid workers are good intentioned, but they are also full of several bad eggs and some more extreme people.<br />
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Although their act's are noble, they are flauting the will of a nation to protect itself.<br />
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They are also supporting the continued existance of a terrorist backed government.<br />
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The people of Gaza, and of Palestine in general deserve so much better. After all it is THEIR country.<br />
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Israel may now be a country, despite not really being a country that deserves to exist, or is in anyway the good guy. If anything they are the bad guy, but so are the people they are persecuting and inadvertently radicalising.<br />
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There is no quick soloution to this. There never is a quick fix. There are far to many hot heads of different points of view involved.<br />
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Islamist extremists, Zionist's, <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/orthodox_judaism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orthodox_Judaism" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Orthodox Judaism">Orthodox Jews</a>, Hamas and Fatah, American-Jewish influence, Old-school American Foreign Policy, Iran, Lebenon, The incompetency of the UN, the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/united_nations_security_council" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Nations_Security_Council" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="United Nations Security Council">UN Security Council</a> and the Legacy of fuck ups that follow the once Great British Empire.<br />
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I once heard an anecdotal story of a Nutritionist that found that the Diets of those in the Wider Israel/Palestine area have a low Zinc Diet. This man apparently concluded that the Low-Zinc diet lead to increased aggression.<br />
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His solution was making everyone eat Marmite.<br />
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Now as farcical as that story may be, it sort of describe's most people's reactions to ANY suggestion related to solving problems in the Region.<br />
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Now even though the world has relatively ignored the region and the conflict, despite it spilling over into world wide repercussions such as the Uzi Sub-machine Gun, Islamic Fundamentalism (a wider problem not solely related to the P.L.O etc) and security in Airports. (This last one being the fact that before Palestinian's hijacked plans in the 70s and landed them in Jordon, there was almost NO security in Airports. Something that for the most part affects all of us all the time, and generally sucks)<br />
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We have all had to listen to this situation, and in some way respond. Most of the time we are generally miss-informed.<br />
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There are precidents for defending all side's. Now it is a cluster fuck of Wrong that we can't excuse.<br />
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People are dead. These people put themselves in harms way, and attacked military force's in International waters to defend themselves and to protect their intent to bring supplies to a besieged community of 1.4 million people in Gaza.<br />
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Military forces, pursued, harassed and boarded ships in military waters in order to prevent them supplying aid to Gaza. When assaulted on one ship, and susstaining injuries and casualties the Military members did all they thought they could do in the circumstance, they opened fire.<br />
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They injured many and subsequentially killed 9 people.<br />
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This reminds me of the Gideon Masacre in Battlestar Galactica. Those not familiar with the show will have to bear with me. During a bit of a political crises in the Fleet a state of Marshal Law was called for. In order to maintain the running of Galactica certain supplies were needed from the other ships in the fleet. As a from of protest several ships refused to supply anything. In response Raiding parties of armed troops were sent out.<br />
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On the 6th sortey a group boarded the Gideon. They were met with a rioting crowd that was uncooperative and throwing coffee and debris at the troops (who are just ship security gaurds and marine like in use normally). Faced with a riot, which they were not geared or trained for the troops were stuck. Subsequentially in the meelee something collapsed that sounded like gunfire. Panicked the troops opened fire. 4 People died.<br />
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This messy story isn't referenced to many time's in BSG, but it was pretty shocking stuff. And great writing.<br />
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It is incidents like this that cause international outrage. It is only incidents that make people act.<br />
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Now how the world acts, i can not predict, or even suggest what would be the best thing to do.<br />
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It is all frankly a mess.<br />
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It is not like fiction, or even fantasy-science fiction. Ie This is Not Star Wars Episode 1: The Phantom Menace, the Israeli's are not the Trade Federation, Gaza is NOT Naboo, and the aid workers are NOT Jedi.<br />
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There will not be some over-arching conspiracy to bring down the galactic republic. No Israel is acting alone and it is the bully and aggressor here. They can't expect Hamas to stop Rocket attacks, ever.<br />
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This blockade will not yield. Israel can't win, and it will eventually have to listen to international Condemnation.<br />
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The real challenge is getting people to listen and act without giving up. This situation is likely to be ignored soon. As was the 2004 Tsunami, as is Iraq and Afghanistan, as is the world Drug trade and so has the Haitian Earthquake.<br />
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All it will hopefully take is enough people to keep acting, to keep doing good things, for evil to not prevail.<br />
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In the grander scheme of things Governments, beliefs, policies and so on mean nothing when people are malnourished, drinking dirty water and oppressed by both a foreign country and their elected Terrorist affiliated government.<br />
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Someone's love of Animal's over guests:<br />
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That's devotion for you.<br />
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Obama cookies? Sensitive much?<br />
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<img height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggiwe_VZaP6jr99gzAS1_2M13q95xBuYA3At2NqtuGZkCxxM8KluYBaGcgQEfFH7qRS4INp1JIUwlX2ObIdRaNu5AV3bejjEgQq3Lkm3sT0fRt8yfgQgK1IxJKr1OpsyHYxn3ZJGLNUF8/s400/3328121214_c55c2f0527_o.jpg" width="400" /><br />
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This is the most popular Slow motion video on a site of slow motion video's of water balloons.<br />
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We wonder why.<br />
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Irony in real life....<br />
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Hayley Williams (of the band <a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paramore" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Paramore">Paramore</a>) posted this on twitter:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">"Security is mostly superstition... ..Life is but a daring adventure, or nothing."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Then this, before deleting it as it was a mistake....</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Then this:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">"well... my night just changed drastically. got hacked."</span><br />
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I have to say, for a negligent mistake on your blackberry, it's a rather good one. And although her best gift is red hair, which she has altered greatly over the years, she looks pretty hot here. (yes, even as an ass man i took a slight at the petite breasts...)<br />
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Oh well.<br />
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I support this message:<br />
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It all make's sense now:<br />
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This is an ad Campaign in Palermo, Italy.<br />
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<img height="400" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l318iewQoo1qzpwi0o1_500.jpg" width="321" /><br />
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For a chain of Fashion outlet's or something...<br />
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But Anti-Facist groups, and facists weren't very happy. Go figure...<br />
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You know this is true:<br />
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<img alt="File:Lost title card.jpg" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/7a/Lost_title_card.jpg" /><br />
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Now that <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/lost" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lost_%28TV_series%29" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Lost (TV series)">Lost</a> is gone, there will be endless reference to it for the rest of eternity. But those of us who actually watched most of it, and stuck with it for 6 years. We can appreciate all the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/parody" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parody" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Parody">parody</a> and meta-jokes and meme's a whole lot more!<br />
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That actually looks like a great show, especially since they both survived!<br />
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Yep, it was all a dogs dream!<br />
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I lol'd.<br />
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Apparently the Polar bear's, yes there was more than one, were on Russo's ship. But also one ended up in the desert, during the whole time travel thing....<br />
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Or they were here for this:<br />
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Also, if you never watched it, here is an explanation:<br />
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And here is a list of all the unanswered questions:<br />
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Oh btw, i think i will make this a regular part of my blog. At least one Lost parody a week!<br />
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With the end of <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/lost" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lost_%28TV_series%29" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Lost (TV series)">Lost</a>, we now have to just remember the good old days, of always making fun of it in meta-memes:<br />
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<img height="640" src="http://topcultured.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/anti-locke-brakes.jpg" width="139" /><br />
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Talking of <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/csi_crime_scene_investigation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CSI%3A_Crime_Scene_Investigation" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="CSI: Crime Scene Investigation">CSI</a> and the CSI effect, which is sort of a bad thing, since all Jury's expect the Police to have concrete Scientific evidence with no doubt etc etc<br />
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Ever thought of how to leave behind false footprints?<br />
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Here's the shoe's to do it:<br />
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I WANT THEM!<br />
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Not because i have a plant to kill anyone, or anything like that, but if i had to.....<br />
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Now other than that one time, it's never Lupus.<br />
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But it might be....<br />
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I think some Dubliner's would feel the same way on certain streets:<br />
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A map of <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/california" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/California" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="California">California</a> from the Silver age of Cinema:<br />
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What a magical landscape, it can be used to represent the whole world!<br />
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Who wouldn't want to wish Happy Birthday in this Whovian way:<br />
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Screaming Kitty Approve's:<br />
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Also For all <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/dublin" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=53.3477777778,-6.25972222222&spn=0.1,0.1&q=53.3477777778,-6.25972222222%20(Dublin)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Dublin">Dublin</a> Based Film Buff's, here's a chance to do something great:<br />
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You all know this little guy. He's outside the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/screen_cinema" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=53.346193,-6.25684&spn=0.01,0.01&q=53.346193,-6.25684%20(Screen%20Cinema)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Screen Cinema">Screen Cinema</a>. A comendable art-house type cinema that is a love of many.<br />
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The Usher, sometimes called Mr Screen is part of a cobble stone raised area on Townsend Street and is part of the Plaza type nature of the very large junction that make's up: <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/dolier_street" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=53.3463472222,-6.258025&spn=0.01,0.01&q=53.3463472222,-6.258025%20(D%27Olier%20Street)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="D'Olier Street">D'Olier Street</a>, Fleet Street, Townsend Street, Hawkings Street (Bus's only), <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/pearse_street_dublin" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=53.3444444444,-6.25111111111&spn=0.01,0.01&q=53.3444444444,-6.25111111111%20(Pearse%20Street)&t=h" rel="geolocation nofollow" title="Pearse Street">Pearse Street</a> and College Street (restricted by the College Green Bus-gate at certain time's)<br />
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The Island near-by also contain's the Steine Monument which marks the sight of the Liffey's old Shoreline.<br />
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This little Square is vastly under appreciated. As the Cinema is of Cinephilic importance, there are many bus termnini around these streets, as well as historic locations and the Beautiful Gothic Pearse Street Garda Station.<br />
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There is a Pub Quiz in <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px;"><em>MacTurcaills</em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px;"> </span><br />
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Team Screen are hosting a film quiz to raise some money for Mr Screen's garden. Despite the inside of the Screen being a haven of loveliness, the outside certainly isn't and we think Mr Screen deserves better. Whether you care about that or not we know that you all want to exercise your film knowledge and battle for film nerd</span> <span style="font-size: 13px;"><span><span lang="EN-GB">supremacy</span></span>. There will be fantasmagoricle prizes and cheap drinks, pints €3.50 and cocktails €4.</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">First prize, a private screening of a new summer release for you and your friends. </span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">All of this is part of a fund raiser to DO SOMETHING to beautify the square, and clean it up. As i have encountered it's dangerous nature myself, having fallen on it and narrowly missed glass a few times.</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">Considering the Ominous and ugly nature of the Neighboring Apollo House and <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/department_of_health_and_children" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Department_of_Health_and_Children_%28Ireland%29" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Department of Health and Children (Ireland)">Department of Health and Children</a>, the area does need a good face lift and a feeling of being a square, and not a thoroughfare like College Green.</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;">I think this Cinema, and Dubliner's owe it to themselves to get drunk, reference pop-culture and make the city More pretty.</span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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You're a blogger, you have the intention to blog at least once a week, or more frequently. But then you hit writers block or just don't feel like writing.<br />
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That's what it's been like for me for the past few day's. I had plenty of things to say, hell i had 3 blog posts planed out and did several thing worthy of blog posts. But i really didn't feel like bothering.<br />
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I'd rather be sucked into the mindless recesses of the internet than do a duty is signed up to, which is be narcissistic and tell a story, or share what i've seen, know, enjoy, or have done.<br />
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So what have i done you may ask?<br />
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Well if you haven't heard, i have been working. Okay i only work at weekends and only one or 2 days, but it's MONEY!<br />
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This means i was searching ebay for Camera's for My Amateur Film. Anything i could get for about 50 euro should do the trick.<br />
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In my lacking infinite wisdom, i bid on a Netbook as well, because i wanted one. And i uh... WON!<br />
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So now i am the proud owner of a soon to be arriving 7 inch netbook.<br />
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It's small, black, and weak as hell, but it was 61 EURO!<br />
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Here she is:<br />
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<img alt="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp7/yonggang12388/11-2.jpg?t=1270454163" height="266" src="http://i392.photobucket.com/albums/pp7/yonggang12388/11-2.jpg?t=1270454163" width="320" /><br />
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I will take a picture of it in My hands when it come's, sometime in the next week.<br />
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Now this little thing runs <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/windows_ce" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microsoft_Windows_CE" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Microsoft Windows CE">Windows CE</a>. Which is apparently some super small version of <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/microsoft_windows" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Microsoft_Windows" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Microsoft Windows">Windows</a> that is sort of pre-dating XP but around the time of Millenium and other such editions.<br />
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So frankly, it's shite, old, and not too demanding.<br />
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So i plan to replace it. What with?<br />
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JOLICLOUD!<br />
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A Linux based Netbook-specific <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/operating_system" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operating_system" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Operating system">Operating System</a> that not only has Linux/Ubuntu feature's but also now use's aspects of <a class="zem_slink freebase/guid/9202a8c04000641f800000000db0bef5" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Google_Chrome_OS" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Google Chrome OS">Google Chrome OS</a> (thanks to the <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/open_source" href="http://www.wikinvest.com/concept/Open_Source" rel="wikinvest nofollow" title="Open Source">open source</a> stuff they gave the world for free as a tease).<br />
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<img alt="Jolicloud netbook" height="265" src="http://www.jolicloud.com/images/site/jolicloud-netbook.png" width="400" /><br />
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I can't wait to give it a try. It also predominently works off of the "cloud". Which is a computing term for the magical world of Storing and using stuff right off the internet.<br />
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I would like to think of it as Ethernet, if that wasn't an oldschool form of Networking, or as far as i know anyway.<br />
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In other news i've been to the cinema twice recently.<br />
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First i saw <a class="zem_slink freebase/guid/9202a8c04000641f800000000c4a954d" href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/hot_tub_time_machine/" rel="rottentomatoes nofollow" title="Hot Tub Time Machine">Hot Tub Time Machine</a> which was fun.<br />
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And yesterday i saw <a class="zem_slink freebase/en/robin_hood" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robin_Hood" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Robin Hood">Robin Hood</a> with DS. It was a rather good movie and i hope they do make a sequel of some kind.<br />
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Also have you heard? GOOGLE TV is coming!<br />
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But what's greater than Google TV? GOOGLE TV SOCKS!<br />
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<img height="300" src="http://tctechcrunch.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/gsocks.jpg?w=630&h=473" width="400" /><br />
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I want them!<br />
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Mainly because i am a man, i love geeky things, and i'm always running out of socks!<br />
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Back to a stronger blogging routine soon, especially since i'll have my little netbook.<br />
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What shall i call her?<br />
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Previous computers have been called, Bertha (<a class="zem_slink freebase/en/windows_98" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Windows_98" rel="wikipedia nofollow" title="Windows 98">win98</a>)2001-2004, Sarah(win98)(2004-2006) and Lorraine(winXp) 2006-09, her hard drive is still in my possession but no PC for her).<br />
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I never refer to my computers by name, but having a name make's them special. I'm thinking Joey, any other suggestions?<br />
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