The Duct Tape Discipline Methodology
November 6, 2008 (No Responses)
PICTURE THIS, a passenger goes mental on a flight and the air crew have to do something before it gets out of control. The answer? Why Duct Tape of course… Read more
What Are The Chances Of A Treat?
October 31, 2008 (No Responses)
IN RECENT years it has been three foot high Darth Vadars and six feet high “school girls”, so what do you think my chances are this Halloween of something different? Read more
The Great American Divide
October 8, 2008 (No Responses)
IF EVER we needed proof of the huge divide between the haves and the have nots in America just take a look at what Nieman Marcus will be selling next month… Read more
Trust Me, I’m A [...]
October 2, 2008 (One Response)
TRUST, like respect, is meant to be earned, not just given. These days trust is a rare commodity. We never trusted lawyers or politicians, but there used to be lots of other folks we could trust… but what about now? Who do you actually trust these days? Read more
Kinky Dining Or Fetishism Gone Wild?
July 24, 2008 (No Responses)
IF I WAS TO ASK you how you liked your food, the chances are you might say ‘hot’, but these days you might also say naked or even blindfolded because dining has gone all kinky and shows no sign of returning to normal anytime soon. Read more
I Want to Work For Google In Zurich!
May 18, 2008 (3 Responses)
IT TAKES A LOT to get me excited about things, unless of course I’m really pissed off at something, in which case you can measure the time from normal to apocalyptic in terms of nanoseconds and the trail of dead or dying bodies in my wake is usually a bit of a giveaway too… anyway I’ve just seen a bunch of photos from the Google Zurich office and I’m now officially jealous.
Actually I think it’s worse than that. Ah hell it’s much worse if I’m honest. I’m now lthinking about where I currently work, and the various outfits / offices I’ve worked in for the last - well lets just say “few decades” - and I’m beginning to realise that I’m way beyond jealous. Yup I’m actually really really pissed off.
Seriously folks, have you actually seen these offices? It’s like someone read my mind about the perfect place to work. It looks so perfect they probably don’t have a HR department or any accountants clogging up the place and bringing all the creative people down… but then again that would be too perfect wouldn’t it?
Just look at the few photos I’ve managed to glean from the ‘Net below and tell me you’re not completely jealous and now considering a career change… or at the very least that you’re not also considering going ‘postal’ on your current office in response to the way the ‘other half’ work/live. Read more
Hey Stupid, It’s Saint Patrick’s Day… Go Kill Yourself Quietly Somewhere!
March 16, 2008 (5 Responses)
SAINT PATRICK may have driven the snakes from Ireland all those years ago, but we’ve still got our fair share of slippery characters here these days, and worse we still have a fair amount of stupid ones too. Although, to be fair, almost the entire government has abandoned Ireland to celebrate Paddy’s Day abroad somewhere, leaving only Willie O’Dea to hold the fort - so that takes care of the slippery lot, leaving us with just the stupid buggers instead.
Oh yes, it’s that time of the year when the death count on the roads rises beyond comprehension, every single time, and we count the cost in the newspapers and draw comparisons like some morbid league table, lamenting the decline of social and family values and then, as usual, everyone goes back to work and gets busy enough to not give a crap until next year.
The headlines, the blood and the bones, the grieving families and the mashed cares all fade back into the black and white print of the newspapers and gradually morph into last weeks tragedy, last months statistic and next years league table reference for comparison. And life goes on, for some of us anyway, but not those unfortunate enough to be caught up in the carnage .
I’m no angel it has to be said, if anything I’m a fairly flawed person with lots of history and baggage. In the eighties I was certainly drinking and driving, and so was everyone else… but times changed and so did I. What was acceptable then is not now, and that’s a good thing. I’m also no fan of the ‘nanny state’, this endless erosion of civil liberties that seems to be taking place here in Ireland these days, and I’m certainly not an advocate of this privatisation of speed cameras and the inevitable revenue cash cow it will generate as a result. But…
Ah yes, there is a “but”.
But, having said all that I have to recognise that it really is pure stupidity to drink and then get into a car and drive. And given the statistics for an average Paddy’s Day weekend and the resulting road deaths that will potentially happen… well, let’s just say by all means enjoy your Paddy’s Day, get drunk, get drugged, hell I don’t care what you do… but please do not get in a car while pissed or drugged.
Or at the very least if you do intend drinking and driving this Paddy’s Day, how about you kill yourself quietly somewhere on some back road without endangering anyone else?
It’s the least you can do.
