The one on a Thursday

First off, well done to KC for getting nominated for a Meteor. Get your fingers over here and vote! Be wide of his hairy puss though!!

Its been one of those weeks where the remains of sickness still hang in the air, but by all accounts and according to my insides, all is well.

If you were listening to the show last night, in between everything, Eimear won the lotto. Pity the ticket was for Saturdays draw, as opposed to last nights number selection. And contrary to popular belief I wouldnt have played a few songs and killed her, if she really won. I would have only grabbed the ticket, signed my name on it and finished the show before going to Dublin this morning to collect my 5 mill! Whats five million among collegues??? Not that 5 mill will get you much these days. Veyron 1.7 mill, Decent gaff 2 mill and the rest of the money will be used to fuel the Bugatti. Not much value for lotto winners these days!

On another note, we will be hosting a Cork Talks Back Nice Wan Bash in the run up to Xmas. Its just a little bash for X amount of listeners in a particular location in Cork. I'll also be doing a Too Close and Personal Q&A session, just for a bit of craic. There will also be a weekend away up for grabs on the night in question as well. So keep listening as I'll be looking to dish out invites in the next week or 2.

Anyway, thats it for another lame hole blog update. The normality shall resume hopefully in the next few days. Anne Sexton and Sexually Speaking tonight, my rough guide to whats hot and not in NYC for those of you heading over for some Xmas shopping. The last weekend break up for grabs, compliments of Eddie Rockets and one more pair of tickets for Duran Duran @ Live at the Marquee.

Until 9pm!!!!

The one with Kildare and more besides

Im still alive (I heard that). Yesterday morning I woke up knowing something wasnt right. A funny pain in the stomach and a few shits later I went back to bed. I fell asleep and woke up again an hour later and went through the same carry on. I eventually got up and fired off a few emails and then I started puking and puking and puking. The only thing was, I had nothing in the stomach. For those of you into puking, you'll know this is the worse type. Im still sore this morning after it! All I could do was stay in bed and I've never slept so much in my life. Whatever it was, it knocked me out like Tyson.

Besides that, we took a trip up to that Kildare outlet villiage on Saturday. Granted we didnt get there till around 3.30, the place was simple to find. Exit 13 off the motorway. Check the photos down the page somewhere. Its a nice spot. Wonderfully clean. Theres a few of the chelsea tractor crew wandering around buying coffee makers for €1000 but you get over that. If your the hungry type, then forget about it. No fast food gaffs anywhere. Theres 1 italian restaurant (not bad, the pasta was freshly made) and a starbucks. So be prepared to queue. Either way, the whole thing was a nice oul day trip. There was no arguing about directions and plenty of jokes about the Sat Nav not having a bells notion about where it was.

The one with barely anything

Still looking for a chance to finish Assassins Creed, heres hoping yanking out the second controller will sort it out!

My early Xmas pressie to myself, the ipod touch is the absoulte dogs bollocks. Besides the obvious musical advantages, the ability to have a dump and be looking at myself on youtube is again even more of the dogs bollocks. I also spent a portion of toilet time buying a few toons for Light later on with the wifi itunes yoke. As Darth Vader would say...Impressive!

Less likely to be impressive is the rest of this blog update...........

The one with a little more than yesterday....

• More chances to win tickets for The Fun Lovin' Criminals in The Savoy next Thursday night.
• Anne Sexton with sexually speaking
• All the usual stuff
• Tickets for the winefair
• ipod touch arrived...oh hang on....well that'll explain the shit update....

The one with nothing...again

What can I say! Nothing really! Tomorrow!!!!!!! Tomorrow!!!!!

The one with absolutely nothing!

Yup. Nothing here. Nathing at all.

Token funny post

Proper update on the way by tomorrow at the latest.

Been busy with this....

The one with breastfeeding and monkey business

In light of last nights carry on....if your easily offended the second pic wont exactly make you the happiest chappy or chappette!

The one with who knows

As of this moment in time, my flu is in the departures lounge waiting to go! As is the norm with air travel, expect a few delays. So as it stands the flight isnt due to take off for another 24 hours, but at least while Im waiting I can swan around the various shops in the airport before I say my goodbyes. Christ, just reading what I've written makes me want to check the ingridents on what I've been taking.
In other news, last night I was had. Caught out. Spoofed. Whatever way you want to call it, I got done! If you were listening to the show last night you may recall a guy with a thick Dublin accent on about taking a shot of his mothers knocker for a feed. At the time, I felt it was a wind up but I left it in and didnt dump it. He was swiftly removed off the air and this morning I woke up to a voicemail with said caller on my 171. Very quickly, which is a miracle for me in early morning I decided it was KC from the Rooster. Not only had he spoofed Eimear, he done me as well. If truth be told, I laughed out loud at the call last night (off air) and Im laughing at it now. Either way, payback is a terrible thing. Let the games begin!!!!

The one with sickness...

I still have the flu but it seems to be leaving me and going off on holidays for a while. So I shall be back on air tonight!

That is all. Move along!!!!

The one with NCTs of sorts

About a week ago the "dreaded" your due for an NCT letter crashed through the letter box! This was the first NCT for the new bus, which didnt expire until the end of the year but I decided to get it out of the way. I NCT'd another car many moons ago, but nothing prepared me for yesterday. I got the headlights refocused, got some fuel cleaner, washed and hoovered the car. I arrived with plenty of time, paid and was told to go to the waiting room. Upon entering a largish room, with all the hapless wagons being fully visibile as they go through the ropes I suddenly though I was ina funeral home. Never, and I mean never have I come across so many long faces. There must have been about 10 people if not more in there, all who looked like they've been told the world was coming to an end. Fearing the world WAS coming to an end I started checking the various news services on the internet through the phone. I was thinking about how I'd sort out my will, but I soon discovered that there was no asteroids inbound, no alien invasion or an army of chimps about to end civilisation as we know it. The only saving grace in that waiting room was an toddler who was oblivious to what was going on and played away with a selection of some brightly coloured blocks or what not. But even with that, the poor crater recieved darting looks from most of the waitees. As if to say "Listen pants shitter, we're not happy and you better cool down with the happy vibes before we dance the fandango up and down on your state provided toys"

Things started to get even worse. When people were called for their results they didnt immediately jump up. They slowly looked up and repeated their name, pointed at themselves and then made the long walk of death to the guy with the NCT results. Thankfully, my car passed and I went on my way, leaving behind a room of madness. I think the nice folks at the NCT centers around the country should now start looking at employing dancing clowns. Maybe a bouncy castle or some blow up Sumo suits.

Im in Club Light in Mallow tonight, doors 11.30 pop in and say hi!!!!!