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buckpassing

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Like I said last week, my blogging habits are going to be disrupted for a while as I settle into a brand new routine. I would, however, like to take this opportunity to republish this song called "Buckpassing" by way of congratulating my friends Conor and Nicola on their recent new arrival. I was inspired to write this just over twelve years ago, as I was about to become a new parent myself. Best of luck to you both with little BDW.

As sure as darkness can be full of many dangers
As sure as little children shouldn’t talk to strangers
As sure as night follows day you’ll ask me the question
As sure as Mother Nature cannot be predicted
As sure as one to nicotine can be addicted
I’m sure I can safely say you’ll ask me the question

“Daddy, what’s really going on?”

Well, I could give you a bible and tell you to read
I could give you commandments and tell you to heed
But could I honestly say they’d answer your question?

Ask me how,
I’ll show you ways in which you can proceed
Ask me where
I’ll sh…

bitesize bullets

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TEN TOPICS…
NO PARTICULAR ORDER…
ONE MAN’S OPINIONS…
FIFTY WORD LIMIT ON EACH…
O HONDA CIVIC! BAD NEW TREND!…



BREAK : The good news is, I will FINALLY be out of the house in Booterstown this week; the bad, it will probably mean I won’t be blogging for a while afterwards. Nothing definite as yet, just don’t be surprised if I don’t post for the next few weeks.

HUH? : No, this isn’t a cast photo from Lord Of The Rings, it’s Finnish metal band Lordi, who won this year’s Eurovision Song Contest with their – er – rousing? anthem called “Hard Rock Hallelujah”. I’m sure Helsinki will be delighted this lot earned them the right to host next year’s event!

LYRICAL :
“It's hard to believe
That there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe
That I'm all alone
At least I have her love
The city she loves me
Lonely as I am
Together we cry”


Who sang that? Check comments for the answer.

CRACKED? : Even though I’m normally the laziest book reader ever, I managed to get through The Da Vinci Code in…

le concourse des chansons merdes [reprise]

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No time for an original post today, but to keep this blog ticking over, I'll dip into my archives. It's Eurovision weekend once again, and here's a piece I did on the event last year. Just substitute Athens for Kiev and you get an idea of what's happening tomorrow night - my attitudes haven't changed all that much in twelve months!


A while ago I made fun of a particular TV show, “Everybody Loves Raymond”. Living in Europe as I do, I can imagine many Americans reading that piece would assume I was having a swipe at all things red white and blue and would no doubt jump to its defence. In reality, there are several TV offerings from across the pond I enjoy, with “The West Wing”, “The Sopranos” and “Six Feet Under” being among my perennial favourites.

Even so, I feel compelled to berate some European television fare to even the score, and tonight’s “Eurovision Song Contest” (ESC), a glorified talent show comprising around 40 or so nations across the continent, gives me t…

bitesize bullets

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TEN TOPICS…
NO PARTICULAR ORDER…
ONE MAN’S OPINIONS…
FIFTY WORD LIMIT ON EACH…
APPYPOLLY LOGGY FOR ALL THE CHEPOOKA




EXPERIMENT : I tried out a new type of speed-writing post last Friday, and I think I know how I want to do it from now on. From now on it will be called “Taking the fifth” and where the number was ten before it’s now, well, you work it out!

RENTAL : Last week I finally got to see “A Clockwork Orange”. Besides the various the messages throughout, what struck me was how over-the-top the desire was to shock in the early seventies, be it in décor, art, dress, even language. I find expression these days to be more direct and obvious.

SHITE… : …is this week’s Irish slang word and rhymes with “fight”. Though it is a variation of shit, it is considered to be a softer usage. Common phrases include “Go and shite”, “That tastes like boiled shite”, and “Guinness makes you shite through your elbow”.

BUSHBASHING : How ironic is it that most powerful nation in the world can send a tea…

all the tens

This isn’t really a “meme” per se – this is just something I want to try out by way of a different method of posting. Of course feel free to try it yourself if it seems interesting.

I’m quite the control freak. I can’t post on my blog unless I type something up on Word first then scrutinize it a gagillion times before publishing, and even THEN I have to go back and re-edit over and over.

Fellow blogger Shandi gave me an idea to test myself via this post of hers.

So for this writing exercise I will do the following –

1. Open up my Blogger dashboard
2. Pick up a random book
3. Go to the tenth page
4. go to the tenth line on that page
5. go to the tenth word on that line
6. if the tenth word has less than four letters, I will take the nearest word of four letters or more that comes before it
7. as soon as I identify the word, I must type it, then start my timer for ten minutes and write whatever I can about that word
8. then I just hit publish and hope for the best

Here goes…


Today's word is... T…

bitesize bullets

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TEN TOPICS…
NO PARTICULAR ORDER…
ONE MAN’S OPINIONS…
FIFTY WORD LIMIT ON EACH…
RESPECT FOR ME, RESPECT FOR MY FAMILY…



CHALLENGE : I had an idea the other day to spice up the “Lyrical” bullet each week by leaving the name of the song off the post and putting it in the comment section to see if you can work it out for yourself. Are you up for it?

TUNES : He may have gone on to earn a reputation as a writer of mushy drivel like “Lady In Red”, but I still contend that Chris de Burgh's earlier albums “Spanish Train” and “The Getaway” were quality, and the former is currently in my car stereo.

SLANG : The “Nextblogging” feature wasn’t doing it for me, so instead I’ll start introducing my non-Irish readers to various forms of Irish slang – this week I’ll focus on the word “scarleh”, pronounced just like it looks, and is used to denote embarrassment. It comes from saying “scarlet” in a Dublin accent.

LINK : Thanks yet again to Paige A Harrison for once more referring to me as "The Go…

a cure not to be sneezed at

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“Pucker up there honey I’ll be right with you…”

And there was I thinking I had tried everything to prevent my annual bout of hay fever. If only I knew sooner about this study brought to light by those reliable folks at Ananova's Quriky files…

A snog can 'cure hayfever'

A new study says a passionate 30-minute kiss can help relieve the misery of hayfever.

Researchers found kissing relaxes the sufferer and reduces production of histamine which triggers hayfever.

A team at Satou Hospital in Japan told 24 men and women with hayfever to spend 30 minutes kissing their partners while listening to soft music.

The experiment was repeated with cuddles but not kisses. Blood samples showed a significant drop in antibodies fighting the allergens after the kissing session but no response at all to cuddling.

The same happened in patients with atopic dermatitis, a skin condition also triggered by allergies.

Research leader Dr Hajime Kimata said:
"These results indicate for the first time that …

gateway to allah

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Aide : Mr President, I think you should take a look at this photograph.

Dubya : Gee whiz, can't you see I'm busy? Ive seen hundreds of these goddam satellite photos from Iraqi mosques before - why would I wanna look at this one?

Aide : That's just it, Mr President - this is not taken from Iraq, it's from outside a police station here in Washington.

Dubya : Huh? What are they all doing there?

Aide : They're waiting to give their statements claiming that they were somehow involved in 9/11, sir.

bitesize bullets

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TEN TOPICS…
NO PARTICULAR ORDER…
ONE MAN’S OPINIONS…
FIFTY WORD LIMIT ON EACH…
YET ANOTHER BANK HOLIDAY WEEKEND…



ACCOMPLISHED : Last week was a big one for me – on Tuesday, my divorce was finalised by a judge, then on Saturday, I made the big move for my grandmother to her sheltered accommodation an hour from Dublin. She seems to be settling in ok so far – fingers crossed.

NEXTBLOGGING : I just hit the “Next Blog” and it led me here. Seems like a respectable personal blog by a lady from Canada. Shame about the overly self-deprecating profile tagline, however. There’s a brief interesting post down the page about Mick Jagger’s plans to star in a sitcom.

LYRICAL :
“When yer lonely and you start to hear
The little voices in your head at night
You will only sniff away the tears
So you can dance until the morning light
At what price?”


Oasis, “Sunday Morning Call”, taken from “Standing on the Shoulders of Giants”

CHARLIE : Speaking of Oasis, I used to think I always got the hidden references in th…