Well I didnt forget yesterday, but I just didnt have time to scratch me hole :) Im in the same No Time boat today due to meetings. meetings, meetings! Really great shows over the last few nights between the prostitution, the rat infestations and contraception for teenagers. Talk of the town I believe (again, christ Im modest)

Thats it for now, Ill hopefully fill up this thing tomorrow properly!

Believe it or not, I actually forgot to update this thing yesterday! I know most of you dont believe me, or even care for that matter. But its true!! I felt really shagged last night (tiredness people, tiredness) and ya know it felt good, in a weird way. I didnt get in till gone 3. A combination of shopping for porridge (!) and looking at a mates new penthouse apartment kept me out!

The riots in Dublin were sad, and only an excuse for scumbags to go on a rampage. We had a huge reaction to it over the last 2 nights, with callers from Dublin, The North, The UK and of course Cork. It was very interesting to get all the different perspectives. While the troubles in the North is in our history, people cant live in the past forever. Granted some are, and thats why its so difficult for the country to just move on. Ive even heard a few conspiracy theories over the last 24 hours to boot. Sometimes, I wonder, do people have too much time on their hands.

The weekend came and went, with my long suffering partner coming down with the flu. So no Karl Spain unfortunately. I did though go wandering around Tesco and Lidl for an hour, on my own, which is a dangerous thing!

From time to time, working on radio has its perks. Ive interviewed many celebs and one or two idols in my time and occasionally I get CDs and the likes. Being a talk show, theres not a great drive on for the labels to be bombarding me with CDs. Probably one of the coolest promotional items arrived on my desk last night. An mp3 player from Aiken Promotions, loaded with a selection of artists that are coming to Cork for Live at The Marquee. All I can say is, if ya thought last year was good wait till this year! Savage line up. Im presuming to keep stum, until after the announcement, but its great!

Thats it for today kids!

Last show of the week and a weekend of activity ahead, or maybe not. Ill more than likley go off to see Karl Spain on Saturday night @ The Comedy Club, and that will be it Id say. Its been a busy week, and its looking at getting alot busier by all accounts. Im way behind on the movies, so Ill have to try and take in something movie wise over the weekend to boot. Tis all Rock N Roll!

Busy show last night, with alot of teens pissed off the way they're percieved by adults! I think we all used to hang around in gangs when we were in our teen years. I know I did. Basically we all used stand outside a shop and talk absolute bollocks. On a few occasions fella would be burning as much rubber off their crusaders mountain bike wheels as possible. Im sure some of us used to be riding around on spokes and rims. The odd time someone would hurl themselves off a bike, faking an accident. At the time, it was all innocent fun. Then when the girls arrived on the scene, that was another thing all together. One after the other, we'd arrive up outside that shop, wearing shirts, black shoes and Old Spice. Granted; it never worked. There'd be the occasional punch up and some clown with a lighter and a can of deodorant. But that was it. Teenagers been teenagers...wearing Daddies Old Spice! Or Blue Stratos, but NEVER Hi-Karate! Where Adults get the idea that a gang of teens are marauding around streets like some African Tribe on a witch hunt, beats the hell outta me.

Im still mourning the loss of my Hard Drive, and even plugged it in this morning just to check, and feckin nada. Someone has suggested changing the logic board in it. So I had a nose on Ebay this morning, and lo and behold theres a few boards there. Ill probably give it a lash next week, and then Ill be burying the thing out the back!

That be that for now, so laters!

Guns N Roses are coming to Ireland at the start of June. I heard rumblings about this a while back, but the confirmation popped into my inbox this morning! Maybe its cheesy but GnR would be always located in my favourite bands ever list! They bring back memories of the oul school days and wearing checkered shirts like kilts, just cos Axl Rose wore em like that! Im sure theres a photo at home of me with long hair and the whole denim and checkered shirt look. Ill have to ask Mammy!


A rather brief discussion on the show about Tv last night caused a slew of texts. As regular readers will know, one of my favourite TV shows, if not the favourite is American Chopper. People wanted to know what my favourite bike is? Juniors Dream Bike is one, but probably my all time favourite OCC bike would be the fire bike. It even stands atop a TV in my office! From the photo, you can see its nearly as big as the real thing!

Todays gonna be a really busy day. I have 2 meetings and a voiceover session ahead of me. Hopefully one of those meetings will give me some really good news about our proposed singles night, that so many people seem to want! From time to time, people send emails wondering what I do during the day etc.etc. So without further hesitation heres a general rundown, for those that care.
Im up around 10.30, might have something resembling a breakfast, check emails, fart around the net for maybe 20 minutes, and by 11 I start on things for the show. Be it those incredibly funner one liners (Modesty goes along way) or the equally funny Top 5 (recall what I said about Modesty) and thats just the start of it. I go through nearly all of the papers online and various other tidbits from loads of other sites. Basically anything that might be good for the show, entertaining or engaging. On a good day I can have all of that done by maybe 2.30 or 3. On a really bad day it can take me up until around 5. Between 3 and 6 its like someone working a 9-5 job for me. They come home and chill out from say 6 to bedtime, well the 3-6 thats my chill time. Although theres plenty of phone calls for the show, so its always go go go. Im usually out at the station by around 6.30, and go through a similar process of getting my day stuff together, going through any prep and having a last garry around the net for anything of interest! We get off the air at midnight, make sure the station goes onto the overnight and stick a promo together for the next day. We can be out the door by around 12.30, but sometimes promos and post show meetings can go on till 1ish at the earliest! Im home some nights by 1 and its a case of coming in, draining the bladder, having something to eat and vegging out in front of the TV till maybe 2 or 3. Then theres more email checking etc.etc. and Im bed for 4 at the very latest! So thats that answered! Any more???

Well, another Tuesday arrives. The sun was spliiting the stones earlier, but now it looks like the Apocalypse is about to kick off!

A couple of people wondering what I thought of the bird flu last night. To be honest I dont, at the moment. Although, imagine the scene from "The Birds", the one where the birds are banging at the window. Imagine them with the bird flu. No banging, just floudering around the place, puking their hearts up against the glass! To keep meself occupied, heres a quick Bird Flu "file photo" by yours truly


Anyway, thats all for now. More maybe later!! Way behind today :(

Doom and Gloom

What a week it was. Not only was I laid up with a throat virus but my main Hard Drive decided "Fuck you Vic, Ive had enough of your abuse" and promptly blew up. I tried everything to get it back. I even tried putting the thing in the freezer (The joys of googling) which worked. Did it work well enough, did it shit. 5 years of work, photos, emails gone forever! I did have alot of Cork Talks Back stuff backed up, and some photos but not everything! I came very close to horsing the whole lot through the window on Saturday. Im looking around to get something new in the next few weeks, but I have something to get me by in the meantime. Anyways enough of the doom and gloom! But for feck sake, Back your important shit up!!!!!!!

It was great to be back on the air last night. Really busy and loads of welcome back texts, which is always nice. Nobody seemed to be happy at the face of Brian Kennedy going to Eurovision. The public have to be taken out of the eurovision equation. Leave it to the experts. At this stage with public voting, its a handy earner, so I would think its here to stay. Alot of people last night were calling for Pat Shortt to go and do something. Why not, a novely act as opposed to this ballady shite.

Good improvment today, but still a little rough. We had a niceish Valentines. Started when I baked a Bread, stuffed with Sausage, Bacon and Egg. Something different. They say (chefs apparently) that, and I quote Jamie Oliver on this "Even the villiage idiot can do it". Well, lies the lot of it. I got it on me second attempt. Even Im no stranger to the kitchen this was my first time ever doing bread, and a stuffed one at that. Either way it went down very well! Other than the cooking therapy, I am going off me head at home every night. I cant wait to get back on the air!

Thats it for today, Im off back to be sullen and continue with my day of moping :(

Valentines

Still struggling, but the antibiotics are starting to kick in. Its a balls I have to keep the talking to a minimum! Have a good ol V day!

Not dead yet!

Back to work last night, and again my voice was in tatters after 2 hours. This time round was probably the worst ever and by the time I got off the air, I could barely manage anything above a whisper. So after a week of suffering (!) I finally give up and go to the doctor. Im stuck in a waiting room for nearly an hour and a half. After the first 30 minutes, people are giving up so I figure Ill get in sooner rather than later by default. Then some old dear comes in and starts having a really loud conversation with the poor sod next to her. Well conversation is too mild a word. She seemed to be giving a lecture. Her "Well, Ive been to 5 funerals since January and if anyone else dies I may as well just go and stare at the graveyard" line was priceless. All she needed was a microphone. That grated on me, crying babies managled my brain and I eventually get in, get told its nasty, protect my voice and take shit loads of antibiotics. So after a quick remortgage of the house, I have my prescription, the Docs been paid and I have to stay out of work for a few days. I should hopefully be back by Sunday.

I hate taking time off from the show. I worked through a flu in January for the best part, and worked with this virus for over a week. I have no choice. If I keep going, my throat will explode or something! So thats that Im afraid!

Well its rare that I come on here of a Saturday, but none the less here I am! Still dying with the throat and cough, and its getting really bloody annoying at this stage.

Last night we sat down to watch The Grizzly Man, which is about to arrive in Cork cinemas but is available to buy on Region 1 DVD. I didnt know what to expect with this movie. I had seen the trailer many moons ago, and that was about it. Something though, more than likely its originallity and freshness drew me into the film, and I jumped at the chance of buying it as soon as it was available. I never heard of Timothy Treadwell and I know sweet F all about Grizzly Bears, baring the fact that they scared me shitless as a child. Ger walked out after 25 minutes, not liking the flick at all at all. So I settled back into me seat and got really caught up in the movie. As the "hosting" from Timothy and the Herzog narration continues, it captures the mind and provides some of your interpretations of what happened. For anyone that doesnt know the story, here follows a brief outline. Timothy Treadwell, a man some would call an Eco Warrior or others would just call a lunatic. Either way; you can make up your own mind during the movie, he spent 13 summers in Alaska with Grizzly Bears. His aim was protecting them and their enviornment. I have to say though whatever protecting he done, is not really evident in the movie. His girlfriend also tagged along and tragically on the 13th Summer, the two of them were savagely killed and eaten by a Grizzly. No happy endings here.

For earlier parts of the movie, I couldnt help but feel Timothy was out of his mind. But as the movie grows, you see a man whos 110% passionate in what he believes in. He believes in the bears, and believes what hes doing is right. He also acknowledges that they can kill him, given half a chance. The Grizzlys are more inquisitive and almost friendly with their outlook on Timothy, as opposed to looking at him as an easy meal.

Director Werner Herzog had the job of putting the documentary together from a 100 hours of footage that was left in Timothys camp. He also offers his own opinions on Timothy in an ongoing naration, which at times is quite though provoking. The day Timothy and his girlfriend were killed, was actually recorded via audio only. You really hope that the particular piece of audio isnt played, and its not, nor is it available anywhere. This movie had a profound effect on me as the credits rolled up the screen. It hasnt left my mind since.

If theres one movie you see over the next few months, this has to be it as far as Im concerned. Be warned, there is no middle ground in this movie. You will either love it or hate it, but once it grabs hold of you, it doesnt let go. If you cant wait for the cinema version, get hold of it on Region 1 DVD.

For me, Timothy Treadwell, while at times comes across too obsessed, had balls and a passion that engulfed his life to the day he died. Some might call the Grizzly man an idiot, disturbed or deserving of his death. Was he deserving of his death? For having a passion, I dont think so. As he said in the movie "I will die for these animals, I will die for these animals, I will die for these animals" and watching the Grizzly man, he wouldnt have had it any other way.

The Grizzly man, while no longer with us will live on for some time to come!