I really do. All smug and cosey in a bus eireann coach i looked upon the single occupant affluence mobile's with scorn!
These people shouldn't be driving! Look at yer wan, she's looking at her nails and not the road!
And that truck driver, he has ear phone's in, ever hear of a radio pal? Or Hazard perception? Gobshite.
And that one, he's readin' a newspaper, for the love of god whats so important on a page other than page 3 of the sun that it warrents a viewing on your steering wheel?
And this nordie fecker, a full length truck and gobbuldie gooke license plates and he's on the phone! The phone for fuck sake! That's Two penalty points right there for liftin' a mobile while driving! Don't bother hovering it beside your ear, your still using it!
Bravo misses, you have two kids in he car. Good for you, would you mind keepin' a safe distance then and letting the pricks in 4x4 couches merge?
Oh and this idiot, breaking every ten seconds. Hasn't he heard how each break light is acts as a wave that spreads back for miles in traffic. Feckin' idiot....
Oh wait, he's the bus driver, never mind.
The horror's of the M1 Southbound at 830am....
Monday, March 22, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Brief update...
I would love to write more often, i really would.
But with no computer to call my own i spend most internet time, procrastinating and reading shite.
Not blogging or looking for work, or anything heavily constructive....
On Monday's i am continuing to volunteer with Exchange. It was a good 4 hours or so, more friends and got to know the people i met before a little bit more.
It's sort of hard to know what to do and so on, since it's all ad-hoc. But also i was nervous and mumbling, or felt i was some times. A lot of the time when trying to explain the place to people i sort of gave a quick story and passed them on to have a look around. I failed several times to really connect with them, or to sell the place. And since that's what i am meant to be doing, i felt i wasn't doing very well.
At the same time i spent a lot of the time on the pc, a linux super slow machine, but with firefox. I spent a lot of time doing my usual internet Thang. But then started writing or rather re-writing the screenplay concept for my super hero idea. Which i worked on for a while.
I also saw 2 movies that day, Green Zone and Legion. I payed for Legion, but the price was so high, and i had so much spare time that i just popped into Green Zone as well.
I would do a cinephillia review etc, or talk about my love of film and want to do those course's but i don't really want to talk to much about that right now.
This week has been rather uneventful and i would love if i had actually done something. But being short of money, not on the dole, indebted to my parents and stuck at home with no form of transport. I just seem to be overly relying on this isolation to not really deal with anything. And to fob off my feelings and rash as added reasons to not do much and to wake up late.
I might do more if i had the a pc. But at the same time i would also procrastinate more.
I have to come up with a schedule of what to do each day. Take control, and get things done. Find out what i need to find out and help myself get better and get work and eduction, and make friends.
All if's and buts, and candy and nuts etc.
My parents and i keep feigning-ly mentioning that we should all be on diets. But we keep not doing anything about it.
My mother said she'd get a low GI diet cook book for us to use, and that i should cook all the meals since i'm here all the time. I'm not a chef, but i'll do it.
The more time i spend at home the more i keep thinking that Chores, the dishes, mopping, cleaning etc should be featured in my stories to show people living. Cause so far it's the only living i seem to be doing, and it's half arsed at that...
Become organised, enjoy things more, get out of the house more. And earn money. Can't be too hard? Been avoiding it for 7 years....
But with no computer to call my own i spend most internet time, procrastinating and reading shite.
Not blogging or looking for work, or anything heavily constructive....
On Monday's i am continuing to volunteer with Exchange. It was a good 4 hours or so, more friends and got to know the people i met before a little bit more.
It's sort of hard to know what to do and so on, since it's all ad-hoc. But also i was nervous and mumbling, or felt i was some times. A lot of the time when trying to explain the place to people i sort of gave a quick story and passed them on to have a look around. I failed several times to really connect with them, or to sell the place. And since that's what i am meant to be doing, i felt i wasn't doing very well.
At the same time i spent a lot of the time on the pc, a linux super slow machine, but with firefox. I spent a lot of time doing my usual internet Thang. But then started writing or rather re-writing the screenplay concept for my super hero idea. Which i worked on for a while.
I also saw 2 movies that day, Green Zone and Legion. I payed for Legion, but the price was so high, and i had so much spare time that i just popped into Green Zone as well.
I would do a cinephillia review etc, or talk about my love of film and want to do those course's but i don't really want to talk to much about that right now.
This week has been rather uneventful and i would love if i had actually done something. But being short of money, not on the dole, indebted to my parents and stuck at home with no form of transport. I just seem to be overly relying on this isolation to not really deal with anything. And to fob off my feelings and rash as added reasons to not do much and to wake up late.
I might do more if i had the a pc. But at the same time i would also procrastinate more.
I have to come up with a schedule of what to do each day. Take control, and get things done. Find out what i need to find out and help myself get better and get work and eduction, and make friends.
All if's and buts, and candy and nuts etc.
My parents and i keep feigning-ly mentioning that we should all be on diets. But we keep not doing anything about it.
My mother said she'd get a low GI diet cook book for us to use, and that i should cook all the meals since i'm here all the time. I'm not a chef, but i'll do it.
The more time i spend at home the more i keep thinking that Chores, the dishes, mopping, cleaning etc should be featured in my stories to show people living. Cause so far it's the only living i seem to be doing, and it's half arsed at that...
Become organised, enjoy things more, get out of the house more. And earn money. Can't be too hard? Been avoiding it for 7 years....
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
a day of networking and free books, plus some catch up...
Well how could i not mention what i have been up to lately.
In regard to college, i may have briefly mentioned that when i went to get a form signed for applying for the dole, the wise people of Trinity told me i was down as off books.
A few weeks later i got around to calling my tutor and i saw her last friday.
It turns out the mother of all technical fuck ups happened. A computer input error of some kind means that i now have a 3rd chance to do 2nd year, providing i can pay the fee's.
I don't have to decide anything until September, but still its one hell of a fleuk-y jammy chance.
Before i am due to go back i am also going to be recieving my CAO results. We can't afford paying for 2 whole years of another course compared to just 1 of nursing before my other free fee's kick in, so this may or may not be mute. But i don't have to decide until then.
So on Friday, as well as phonning my parents, and going to the carreers office in Trinity to book an appointment i also went to a debate for the laugh. See old friends etc etc
Well it didnt exactly go as i'd hope, infact i was so out of the loop so to speak that i barely talked to anyone i knew and very little to stay. I sort of latched onto some people i barely knew and had just met but even then i wasn't exactly dazzling people with verbal calistenics and trope's, meme's, anecdote's and banter. No mainly i was pretty mute.
By the time the rather good debate was over i couldnt really see anyone i had anything to say to in the crowd, and it was A CROWD. I sort of got negative thoughts, a but panic-y and just left.
In other news i joined up with a Exchange Dublin and am now volunteering for them, and hope to get involved in a few of their groups and projects in the near future.
I was actually there today, on my first "shift" watching the place and meeting people from 3 til 7.
It effectively is a meeting place, of people and idea's and frankly as one guy said to me, it's far better than sitting in the house not meeting people and not talking to them about things.
Not only will helping out one day a week be great fun, with free tea, if i drank tea, but also wi-fi/ a linux computer at the front desk to toy with. New friends and connections to be made and the art/drama/photography/poetry and shared dvds and youtube findings of Dublin and even the worlds aspiring young adults and bohemian layabouts.
I discussed everything from the futility of a must see movies book, the amazing trips you can have stoned on european railway's, helped a cyclist with some bruised ribs while a german tourist got scared away from the bizzare gallery we crazy irish were in, recieve advise on the "proper" conduct when applying for the dole and i also rumaged through Oxfam's Rubbish in order to score free books that were being thrown out. I could have gotten more, but it was cold, i didnt know when the truck would be there and my Hugo boss bag is not the property of Merry Popins, ie it has a spacial limit.
All in all it was a good day slash weekend. For the foreseeable future i will have to start looking for work, hand in those belated forms to the social welfare office. Study drivers theory test, read all my new film themed books that i was slowly buying with food money while my parents were away, and maybe even start my own amateur film's?
I'm also cotemplating returning interest in The Society and running for election in order to be "active" in college and get on certain people's good side's if intend to return to Nursing, maybe even do schols or try and get a room on campus in 3rd and 4th year??? Somewhere in a paralel universe i may do just that, and more.
Who know's. Oh and of course, blog more often, how could i leave that out?
In regard to college, i may have briefly mentioned that when i went to get a form signed for applying for the dole, the wise people of Trinity told me i was down as off books.
A few weeks later i got around to calling my tutor and i saw her last friday.
It turns out the mother of all technical fuck ups happened. A computer input error of some kind means that i now have a 3rd chance to do 2nd year, providing i can pay the fee's.
I don't have to decide anything until September, but still its one hell of a fleuk-y jammy chance.
Before i am due to go back i am also going to be recieving my CAO results. We can't afford paying for 2 whole years of another course compared to just 1 of nursing before my other free fee's kick in, so this may or may not be mute. But i don't have to decide until then.
So on Friday, as well as phonning my parents, and going to the carreers office in Trinity to book an appointment i also went to a debate for the laugh. See old friends etc etc
Well it didnt exactly go as i'd hope, infact i was so out of the loop so to speak that i barely talked to anyone i knew and very little to stay. I sort of latched onto some people i barely knew and had just met but even then i wasn't exactly dazzling people with verbal calistenics and trope's, meme's, anecdote's and banter. No mainly i was pretty mute.
By the time the rather good debate was over i couldnt really see anyone i had anything to say to in the crowd, and it was A CROWD. I sort of got negative thoughts, a but panic-y and just left.
In other news i joined up with a Exchange Dublin and am now volunteering for them, and hope to get involved in a few of their groups and projects in the near future.
I was actually there today, on my first "shift" watching the place and meeting people from 3 til 7.
It effectively is a meeting place, of people and idea's and frankly as one guy said to me, it's far better than sitting in the house not meeting people and not talking to them about things.
Not only will helping out one day a week be great fun, with free tea, if i drank tea, but also wi-fi/ a linux computer at the front desk to toy with. New friends and connections to be made and the art/drama/photography/poetry and shared dvds and youtube findings of Dublin and even the worlds aspiring young adults and bohemian layabouts.
I discussed everything from the futility of a must see movies book, the amazing trips you can have stoned on european railway's, helped a cyclist with some bruised ribs while a german tourist got scared away from the bizzare gallery we crazy irish were in, recieve advise on the "proper" conduct when applying for the dole and i also rumaged through Oxfam's Rubbish in order to score free books that were being thrown out. I could have gotten more, but it was cold, i didnt know when the truck would be there and my Hugo boss bag is not the property of Merry Popins, ie it has a spacial limit.
All in all it was a good day slash weekend. For the foreseeable future i will have to start looking for work, hand in those belated forms to the social welfare office. Study drivers theory test, read all my new film themed books that i was slowly buying with food money while my parents were away, and maybe even start my own amateur film's?
I'm also cotemplating returning interest in The Society and running for election in order to be "active" in college and get on certain people's good side's if intend to return to Nursing, maybe even do schols or try and get a room on campus in 3rd and 4th year??? Somewhere in a paralel universe i may do just that, and more.
Who know's. Oh and of course, blog more often, how could i leave that out?
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
2 very good video's same song?
The Choir/Marching Band version.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UJKythlXAIY
I think the first one is by far one of the best video's ever. But when i first saw the choir one a few weeks ago i thought it was rather good, but of course not as good as what Ok Go are most famous for. This little gem:
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Challenging Stereotypes, a few embed clips at a time.
Puma quite possibly made on of the best Valentine's ad's ever!
It's so chilling, it's so brilliant.
It's football fan's, a stereotypically macho and angry bunch singing a love song normally sung by an effemenate Australian. Just wow.
A Bunch of white girls and their winning performance and a predominantly african american Step ( a form of dance envolving rhythem, tapping, stopming, clapping and a lot of showing off) competetion in the states.
The crowd a raucious, loud, rude, in shock, hooping and hollering, and they love it. Oh and they're almost entirely african american.
A sign that a competiton that is supposidly full of boasts that white people don't have rhythem, or that only african americans can win, by the shear fact they're the only one's who compete, has been over turned by 9 minutes of amazing tap dancing. From Girls from Arkansas at that!
Affirmative action in reverse, or real talent?
Monday, February 15, 2010
2 weeks alone, 1 day out, 1 week left..
till the Parents get home and i have to find work and study for the driver theory test.
So 2 weeks of squalor and laziness down. Yeah i seemed to spend most of my time doing absoloutly nothing, but i'm home a lone. The food is slowly running out and all creativity is gone from my veins. Well i say that, i have idea's but with my desk and personal computer gone, i have no place to work or be myself, the house and even my room has almost no sense of being "mine" anymore.
So even though i'm me, my creative side has been absent. So i've basically just lounged around the place and done very little.
Last weekend, not yesterday, the weekend before that, i did attempt to Cycle to the shops but i ended up a bit exhausted and with a sore arse so i didn't quite make it.
On Monday i walked to the shops and got some additional supplies and on the way home bumped into my neighbour who gave me a lift.
On Wednesday i finally headed into town to run some errands and see old friends.
I got into town around 1 but no one was about in the Gimby because of some debate, the Office i needed in Trinity for a form to be filled out was closed, so i went window shopping.
I walked into bookstores, pre-ambled through Temple bar and went through back streets to Temple Bar South. I looked around in Lazer and then the Secret bookstore and tower records. I then went into mobile shops for a little more shopping around, looking at potential new phones.
I eventually reached the 3 stores and discussed getting the new INQ 3G Chat to replace my INQ1, but i wasn't to sure whether to get it on bill pay or best of both. For bill pay the guy tried to sell me some Nokia Blackberry rip off, that was actually a better phone than the INQ, but in the end i thought the Chat was what i truly wanted, and if i could afford it and prove i had enough in my bank account i would get it. Neither of which were true... So i told the Salesperson i would think about it and left sad knowing i couldnt have the cool gadget.
By that stage the office i wanted had to be open so i started heading back to Trinity.
PG then started texting me to meet up like we had planed, but i was running very far behind and almost out of credit.
I entered the office and asked for them to help with what i needed, wrong office...
The correct office. Apparently the version of the form i had was far longer, and also, i'm apparently on "Off Books". Something i didn't apply for since i thought once i failed my appeal, i was out.
I was sent to the origional office to check my official status. Yes, apparently through massive clerical fuck up i'm still IN Trinity, albeit off Books. Now i have to sort that out with my Tutor and the Senior Tutor.
Here's me thinking i'm a free agent, i've been and come back from Australia looking for work, and i'm apparently still in college??? I've even applied for the CAO to enter college next year. I'm also applying for the dole and need this letter saying i'm no longer IN Trinity, and some how i am. WTF?
All while sorting out this mess i was getting texts from PG to meet her in Some pancake cafe in Temple Bar.
I bought some credit and also heard for DS who had agreed to meet me to hang out.
I met with PG and another old gang member and PG gave me very belated Xmas and birthday gifts. The only present i had received for my Birthday as my parents had left a day or two before. We then went for some White hot chocolate from Butlers Chocolate Cafe. My treat for some reason. Which PG apparently loved.
We then Parted way's at the Whore (Molly Malone) and PG went off to meet up with Avril.
I met DS at the bottom of Grafton street and he told me he had some cloths shopping to do, so we did that.
Truly out of our comfort zone's we went into BT2, the mens department was in the basement, how demeaning.
It was all over priced and slightly rediculous, half this stuff wouldn't be worn by straight men. It was all, so, fashionable, it's like they don't know men at all!
DS couldn't find what he was looking for, a pair of black Size 29 Jeans. Skinny feckar.
So we then tried Brown Thomas.
Even the Door greeters are gone now, sign's of the recession!
I told my anecdote that as a child i always thought the Make-up stands looked like the control's of the Enterprise, or would make good cheap props for sci-fi.
Again, the men's department was in the basement. Further insult.
But this one was almost identical, but with mirrors on every wall to make the place look bigger and disorientate the customer. DS couldn't find what he was looking for and we both Moaned about how shit the selection was, DS even saying he'd prefare to just go to London or Milan again on cheap Ryanair flight to find cloths he wanted. Not a bad idea, this place was just disturbing, and overwhelming not suited for "normal" men.
Lost, we ascended an exit and it took me a few seconds to get my barrings. The Make-up area of Brown Thomas has displays too tall to see the exits, and they are all in line of sight to prevent you from moving smoothly through the store, it's a shopping TRAP!
We exited on a side street and we were safe!
I then went book shopping, first to re-view books i'd seen on film in The Secret Bookstore and another one on College Green.
The books in the secret bookstore weren't that good, but i did find a book on Watergate for 1 Euro, how could i say no to that!
We went to college green where there were 3 books i had my eye on.
1 on Road movies, another sort of essay/academic book explaining On the Road by Jack Kerouac and one on Music festivals in america. All "research" for a road movie student film that i hope to make myself, somehow in the near-by future.
In the end i bought the Road movie book and a Film Studies text book that i found. All about 30 euro altogether.
After that i couldn't think of much else to do other than spend time with college friends, and i didn't have the money to see a movie, so DS and myself parted ways.
I popped into Trinity via Nassau street and was met with the Rotting smell of the Tree that once stood there. I had witnessed it's removal while studying during the summer and now it was a foul smell. How nice...
I arrived in the Gimby and ascended to the Societies room's. Not that many people were around.
DJ was in the corner Hurridly writting an essay and talking to someone about his work for the Trinity Arts festival, his comunity centre and how he knew certain people.
And Nordie 2 was sitting reading Philosophy, in German, a language he only picked up of his Dutch roommate last year.
I told him about my time in Oz and my college status etc etc He then returned to reading and passed a few Joke's and discussions on German grammar with Letch.
Then Nordie 2 recieved a phone call in which he said "...all you need is a thick Belfast accent and a threatening tone and you're set..." I have no idea what he was talking about but i couldn't help but smile.
A few panicked Society dealing went on while i sat there, as the Ballot box had dissapeared, found again, in the Other's hands for some reason. And a person who lost a phone popped up looking for it, but a big clean had been done and such item's put in a box, who's whereabouts was unknown and only one person who was unreachable knew where it might be. So basically a normal day for the Society, just that it was my old friends now in these positions of power, and i could have been one of them.
Few people were around and a Workshop for debatting was starting so i left.
I then left town as there was nothing left to do and PG and met up with her other half so i knew of no-one still hanging around.
That was Wednesday. I didnt do much for the rest of the week and my sleep pattern hasn't been the May West.
Yesterday 2 family friends popped by at different times, witnessing my disheveled unshave tracksuit waring self. But luckily my parents had rung in advance to warn that one of them might be comming over so i was able to scrub the kitchen in time to make it look like i was on top of things. I was just about to have the last of the Porridge when the first popped by.
Then latter in the day i heard the sound of a car arriving. I looked out, it was a Garda car. Confused i answered the door.
It was a friends of the Families wife, she was handing in books for the Driver's theory test that had been borrowed by the same guy who helped me with my CAO application. Very handy, i might pick them up over the next week or so and be ready to have the test ASAP when my parents get home.
5 days left and i've little to do, as usual. Just started reading the Road Movie book out of boredom, even woke at a reasonable time.
Sorry for the lack of blogs, i've had little to say and i left talking about wednesday off for age's.
Task's to do:
Clean house fully
Buy Staples and food for parents return.
Sort out "off books" status with college/tutor/senior tutor.
Bring forms to Social welfare office.
Study for Driver Theory Test
FIND A JOB.
Tuddles.
So 2 weeks of squalor and laziness down. Yeah i seemed to spend most of my time doing absoloutly nothing, but i'm home a lone. The food is slowly running out and all creativity is gone from my veins. Well i say that, i have idea's but with my desk and personal computer gone, i have no place to work or be myself, the house and even my room has almost no sense of being "mine" anymore.
So even though i'm me, my creative side has been absent. So i've basically just lounged around the place and done very little.
Last weekend, not yesterday, the weekend before that, i did attempt to Cycle to the shops but i ended up a bit exhausted and with a sore arse so i didn't quite make it.
On Monday i walked to the shops and got some additional supplies and on the way home bumped into my neighbour who gave me a lift.
On Wednesday i finally headed into town to run some errands and see old friends.
I got into town around 1 but no one was about in the Gimby because of some debate, the Office i needed in Trinity for a form to be filled out was closed, so i went window shopping.
I walked into bookstores, pre-ambled through Temple bar and went through back streets to Temple Bar South. I looked around in Lazer and then the Secret bookstore and tower records. I then went into mobile shops for a little more shopping around, looking at potential new phones.
I eventually reached the 3 stores and discussed getting the new INQ 3G Chat to replace my INQ1, but i wasn't to sure whether to get it on bill pay or best of both. For bill pay the guy tried to sell me some Nokia Blackberry rip off, that was actually a better phone than the INQ, but in the end i thought the Chat was what i truly wanted, and if i could afford it and prove i had enough in my bank account i would get it. Neither of which were true... So i told the Salesperson i would think about it and left sad knowing i couldnt have the cool gadget.
By that stage the office i wanted had to be open so i started heading back to Trinity.
PG then started texting me to meet up like we had planed, but i was running very far behind and almost out of credit.
I entered the office and asked for them to help with what i needed, wrong office...
The correct office. Apparently the version of the form i had was far longer, and also, i'm apparently on "Off Books". Something i didn't apply for since i thought once i failed my appeal, i was out.
I was sent to the origional office to check my official status. Yes, apparently through massive clerical fuck up i'm still IN Trinity, albeit off Books. Now i have to sort that out with my Tutor and the Senior Tutor.
Here's me thinking i'm a free agent, i've been and come back from Australia looking for work, and i'm apparently still in college??? I've even applied for the CAO to enter college next year. I'm also applying for the dole and need this letter saying i'm no longer IN Trinity, and some how i am. WTF?
All while sorting out this mess i was getting texts from PG to meet her in Some pancake cafe in Temple Bar.
I bought some credit and also heard for DS who had agreed to meet me to hang out.
I met with PG and another old gang member and PG gave me very belated Xmas and birthday gifts. The only present i had received for my Birthday as my parents had left a day or two before. We then went for some White hot chocolate from Butlers Chocolate Cafe. My treat for some reason. Which PG apparently loved.
We then Parted way's at the Whore (Molly Malone) and PG went off to meet up with Avril.
I met DS at the bottom of Grafton street and he told me he had some cloths shopping to do, so we did that.
Truly out of our comfort zone's we went into BT2, the mens department was in the basement, how demeaning.
It was all over priced and slightly rediculous, half this stuff wouldn't be worn by straight men. It was all, so, fashionable, it's like they don't know men at all!
DS couldn't find what he was looking for, a pair of black Size 29 Jeans. Skinny feckar.
So we then tried Brown Thomas.
Even the Door greeters are gone now, sign's of the recession!
I told my anecdote that as a child i always thought the Make-up stands looked like the control's of the Enterprise, or would make good cheap props for sci-fi.
Again, the men's department was in the basement. Further insult.
But this one was almost identical, but with mirrors on every wall to make the place look bigger and disorientate the customer. DS couldn't find what he was looking for and we both Moaned about how shit the selection was, DS even saying he'd prefare to just go to London or Milan again on cheap Ryanair flight to find cloths he wanted. Not a bad idea, this place was just disturbing, and overwhelming not suited for "normal" men.
Lost, we ascended an exit and it took me a few seconds to get my barrings. The Make-up area of Brown Thomas has displays too tall to see the exits, and they are all in line of sight to prevent you from moving smoothly through the store, it's a shopping TRAP!
We exited on a side street and we were safe!
I then went book shopping, first to re-view books i'd seen on film in The Secret Bookstore and another one on College Green.
The books in the secret bookstore weren't that good, but i did find a book on Watergate for 1 Euro, how could i say no to that!
We went to college green where there were 3 books i had my eye on.
1 on Road movies, another sort of essay/academic book explaining On the Road by Jack Kerouac and one on Music festivals in america. All "research" for a road movie student film that i hope to make myself, somehow in the near-by future.
In the end i bought the Road movie book and a Film Studies text book that i found. All about 30 euro altogether.
After that i couldn't think of much else to do other than spend time with college friends, and i didn't have the money to see a movie, so DS and myself parted ways.
I popped into Trinity via Nassau street and was met with the Rotting smell of the Tree that once stood there. I had witnessed it's removal while studying during the summer and now it was a foul smell. How nice...
I arrived in the Gimby and ascended to the Societies room's. Not that many people were around.
DJ was in the corner Hurridly writting an essay and talking to someone about his work for the Trinity Arts festival, his comunity centre and how he knew certain people.
And Nordie 2 was sitting reading Philosophy, in German, a language he only picked up of his Dutch roommate last year.
I told him about my time in Oz and my college status etc etc He then returned to reading and passed a few Joke's and discussions on German grammar with Letch.
Then Nordie 2 recieved a phone call in which he said "...all you need is a thick Belfast accent and a threatening tone and you're set..." I have no idea what he was talking about but i couldn't help but smile.
A few panicked Society dealing went on while i sat there, as the Ballot box had dissapeared, found again, in the Other's hands for some reason. And a person who lost a phone popped up looking for it, but a big clean had been done and such item's put in a box, who's whereabouts was unknown and only one person who was unreachable knew where it might be. So basically a normal day for the Society, just that it was my old friends now in these positions of power, and i could have been one of them.
Few people were around and a Workshop for debatting was starting so i left.
I then left town as there was nothing left to do and PG and met up with her other half so i knew of no-one still hanging around.
That was Wednesday. I didnt do much for the rest of the week and my sleep pattern hasn't been the May West.
Yesterday 2 family friends popped by at different times, witnessing my disheveled unshave tracksuit waring self. But luckily my parents had rung in advance to warn that one of them might be comming over so i was able to scrub the kitchen in time to make it look like i was on top of things. I was just about to have the last of the Porridge when the first popped by.
Then latter in the day i heard the sound of a car arriving. I looked out, it was a Garda car. Confused i answered the door.
It was a friends of the Families wife, she was handing in books for the Driver's theory test that had been borrowed by the same guy who helped me with my CAO application. Very handy, i might pick them up over the next week or so and be ready to have the test ASAP when my parents get home.
5 days left and i've little to do, as usual. Just started reading the Road Movie book out of boredom, even woke at a reasonable time.
Sorry for the lack of blogs, i've had little to say and i left talking about wednesday off for age's.
Task's to do:
Clean house fully
Buy Staples and food for parents return.
Sort out "off books" status with college/tutor/senior tutor.
Bring forms to Social welfare office.
Study for Driver Theory Test
FIND A JOB.
Tuddles.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Everyone knows cover songs rule...
Eh, well not all of them. But sometimes they do in fact rule.
Even if musical taste is subjective, as i often try and attest, sometimes you cant ignore a good cover version of a song, sometimes improving it, sometimes sounding just as good if not better with someone else's sound.
For instance there is this song:
It's a bit out there, but then someone covered it. It was put on a ad for Sony, and the rest is chart history.
But then there are non-comercial covers, ie the wonderous sanctioned performance's of Radio 1's Live Lounge.
Stronger by Kanye West (with a massive Daft Punk Sample)
Become's Stronger by 30 Seconds to Mars
That is all.
Even if musical taste is subjective, as i often try and attest, sometimes you cant ignore a good cover version of a song, sometimes improving it, sometimes sounding just as good if not better with someone else's sound.
For instance there is this song:
It's a bit out there, but then someone covered it. It was put on a ad for Sony, and the rest is chart history.
But then there are non-comercial covers, ie the wonderous sanctioned performance's of Radio 1's Live Lounge.
Stronger by Kanye West (with a massive Daft Punk Sample)
Become's Stronger by 30 Seconds to Mars
That is all.
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