at Mel Gibson's ears
Look at Mel Gibson's ears. They're all weird like a leprechaun's, or a
mad leather troll. I'm surprised he lets himself out in public, let alone
on the big screen, with dodgy ears like that. He must be very brave. Fair
play, I say, and what a great example to be setting to the young, for
whom bad ears are an increasing problem that seems to be on the rise,
if the latest studies are to be believed.
Remember when there used to be stuff?
I don't know about you (my readers love to surprise me, as always) but
I miss all the things that are gone. Remember wooden rulers, transistors
and proper roller-skates? I do. And don't get me started on the old-style
new radio shows are terrible
I looked at the RTE guide there today and what do you know, only all the
stuff on the radio now is shite? I'm not lying, it's true. First of all
you've got 'Considered Belief' which is this new show where they 'examine'
every man-jack 'faith' there is out there in Bungo-Bungoland, and all
of them are just fine and you're not even allowed say that Jesus is better
and that's that. And the gardening is all my eye nowadays, with boy-bands
installing water features or Mary Harney wondering whether to go with
terracotta or sandstone. Bollocks.
just shot the first swallow of the summer
It was out by the canal last Sunday. It was a magnificent morning, and
I was overjoyed to hear the lovely song of the swallow, followed by the
bird itself landing on the bench across from me to peck at a homeless
man. I was filled with an appreciation for nature's wonders as I quietly
loaded my shotgun, brought the sight up to my eye, and dispatched both
barrel-loads into the great beast's side. Marvellous.