The one with Lurve

There was an oul bit of a moment on the show last night where I suggested, that listeners involved in a marriage or relationship should txt their better half with the simple words of "I Love You". Cheesy as cheddar, but what the hell. Many replied back saying the response they got (which I had speculated on) was "Whats wrong?". Others had smiles on their faces by all accounts, more than likely in the fact that they were going to get a good rattling when said better half came home. See its amazing what 3 words can do! As for me, yeah I sent the txt. Im still waiting for a response! Maybe her phone is still off!

As to not leave out the single folk, the suggestion was made by yours truly that if there's someone in their phone book that they want to get on top of, sorry, go on a date with, then they should txt them as well. That had good success as well, by all accounts. Although one poor crater had got a yes, he felt that her brother would'nt be too impressed. Well, thats what the court system is there for, and you never know, ya might get a few bob for it!

Car parking is going up in Cork, in an effort to make us all hop on public transport. Now, as many of you know, Im not too pushed when it comes to the green issue's. Sure I recycle and so on, but thats it. If a polar bear dies every time I leave the TV on standby, then Im not going to be losing sleep. As has been mentioned before, when there's polar bears out in the back garden rummaging around for food, then I'll plug out the TV. But, Im a big fan of public transport. I think the Subway in NYC and the Tube in London are absolutely fantastic. That said, we have nothing like that here in Cork. Yeah, a few buses and a train, and credit where its due, I like using the Arrow in Cobh to get to the city centre. But thats it. I'd gladly use public transport every day if it suited me. If I could get a train to the radio station, happy days. I'd sell the car and save meself hundreds of € every month. But I cant, so I cant save meself a fortune. I'd much rather hand out €50 to Irish rail every month as opposed to €300 a month to a petrol station! But as it stands, the petrol station's look after me better. The idea thats a few cent on the price of car-parking in the city will make us all use public transport, wont work. Its not enough if you ask me, and many agree. But before we're paying €20 an hour for the privilege of parking the bus, we need plenty of more buses and trains and they need to run at all times. Taxi's are the other option, and they do a great job. But it costs me €30 to get from the city centre to where I call home, so If I was going to Red, it'd be a bit more. If it costs €40 for that, thats €80 a day (back and forth) which in turn is €400 a week! Thats not finacially viabe either:( Anyway, more trains, more buses and for christ sake get that water taxi service up and running.

The one with a reminder!

Here la, pencil this into your diary, brain or scrape it onto the side of the fridge with a Crayola. Joining a long list of guests which include Kevin Smith, Jon Voight and Nancy Sinatra to name but 3, one of worlds favourite french chefs will be on the Late Night Interview this Sunday night! Yup, Jean Christophe Novelli will be chatting with yours truly this Sunday night. And by christ can he talk! Mother of God can he talk!!!! I thought I could talk! From Michelin stars to wanting 20 kids, make sure you dont miss it! And yes, it will be available to download from early next week!

The one with the Russian tennis chap

What a head the ball...sorry, tennis bat thing....

The one where if you have one too many you may turn Bertie!

Well, thats it. As Hudson said in Aliens...

"That's it man, game over man, game over!"


So May 6th will be the day that the head of the country gets his P45. Unless you've just crawled out from under your rock, Bertie Ahern has resigned or will resign as both the head boffin of Fianna Fail and the chief skull cracker of the country. Ok, so maybe he didnt crack to many skulls, but its done, its dusted. Christ, fill in your own "out of job cliche saying"

The show was swamped last night with callers all trying to get their spoke in. Many of them local politicians. All recognised what Bertie has achieved for Ireland, well specifically the peace process in the North, The Presidency of the EU and the Economy (to a point). But many did seem to think parts of the Mahon Tribunal dont add up and many seem to think Bertie is after doing something dodge even though nothing has been proven!

Did he resign too early? In my opinion, maybe he did. He should have stuck it out, but saying that if you or I were to get that amount of (at times) bullshit thrown around at us, we'd probably decide to go "Era, c'mere, feck that like. Im out the gap". What people seem to forget at times is that Bertie, like other politicians, are human too. They have their breaking point, they have their Popeye moments where they "cant stands no more".

In my observation, there was also a little up yours to the press, yesterday. A decision like this doesnt happen over the morning tea and scones at government buildings. So for the morning papers not to have this as their lead, and reporters being summoned at 10am, was a nice little, final kick to the press.

Did he do anything wrong? I dont know. How would I know? Im not the one compiling the Mahon report. It's certainly not the job of the opposition to take on the role of Mr. Mahon. In my view, Bertie and his finances of years gone by certainly should not have dominated the political process in Ireland the way it did. Fianna Fail folk are at blame as well as the opposition parties. Berties crew were too busy defending the boss man from the contining barrage of shots from the other side. I do take the point that other topics have been trashed out, but Bertie's bobs were the priority. The country has been held ransom almost because of this, and its both parties at fault. Check out a previous post as to what I said to Noel O Flynn and Jerry Buttimer.

Now that he's resigned, whats going to happen. Are we going to be stuck in another brawl of "We need a general election" "Era no we dont". Folks, theres alot more to to do than that.

Just shut the fuck up about it, and get on with running the country and argue over that!!!!!!!!

The one with a revelation

This is a short one!

Regarding yesterdays post, in which I met Robin Williams in Tesco.................


YES IT WAS!

The one with something pretty demented!!!

On occasion I stop in one of the 24 hr Tesco's after the show. Normally its to pick up a mag or something for breakfast. So thats what I did (or done) last night. Im a huge fan of the self service checkouts, although at times they go a bit nuts. So I was standing in line last night, around 1.30am wondering why there was only one of them in use.

Anyway, there was one guy in front of me who seemed to be having a bit of trouble. So being the polite gentleman that I am, I offered to help. Well heres the demented part of it. It was ROBIN feckin WILLIAMS. I nearly dropped my copy of Empire on the ground. Then after sorting out his litre of milk scanning issue, and this is off the charts...he turns around and says "Are'nt you the guy on the radio?". To which I replied, stutteringly "Yeah.....". "I thought I recognised the voice" he replied. I dont normally get star struck, but there was a moment when I said to myself "Robin Williams listens to my radio show". He said he's been listening in his hotel room on and off the last few nights and he's a big radio buff. He's here on a holiday (after Will Ferrell told him Cork was a great place) and decided to take a wander around due to jet lag. No minders, no entourage, nothing! Just him; a litre of milk and a few other bits and bobs. Demented!!!!!!!!!

The one with bangs!

As mentioned and promised!!!

The one that has no dancing chimps

Like the title says, no dancing chimps in this one!

Ignorant pigs! If Im gonna moan about something, I may as well have a go at ignorant pigs of people. I stood in a longish line in a deli the other day. They ran out of rolls at the counter, so I obliged and moved 5 foot to grab a roll off the shelf. Like a vulture after spotting a rotting carcass, an absolute pig of a woman decide to swoop in and take my place. The same pig stood was standing behind me in the line. Either way, within 3 seconds I was back to find my place taken and the said pig ordering a half chicken. I found it amazing she was'nt ordering a full one, the pig! So, being the polite gentleman I am, I decided to let it slide. Then she decided to order a whole heap of other shite.

Well, that straw broke this camels back and I decided to say "I was in front of you" to which she responded in her pig language something along the lines of "You weeeenttt awaaaaayyyy". So there was a bit of raised voice's on my behalf and the words f$%k and ignorant were used in the direction of the pig. She then decided to grab her stuff, knowing she was in the wrong and walk off. Fearing there may be a scene like something out of a Resident Evil movie, a member of staff came over and promptly got me what I wanted. Either way, I absolutely cant, in no uncertain terms, tolerate ignorant f$%king pigs like that wan! And if your reading this, I hope you choked on your chicken, YOU PIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rooooaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!! Time to get out the inflatable punch bag!

The one where theres something, but not sure what it is yet!

Well....its Thursday. Its lunchtime Thursday to be precise....................If I knew how much it cost, I'd probably be saying the price of bread is terrible. But I don't pay attention to bread prices. Its not because when I use the loo, I shit vast quantities of money. Far from it! Maybe a 5 pence as a child, but that was due to putting money in my mouth.

In a week of lack luster blog updates and a serious of propaganda regarding one of my work colleagues seriously injuring himself in a skiing accident, it may well be time to just hang up the keyboard for the week.

For anyone that's interested, I came across a decent recipe for cheesecake yesterday and decided to have a lash. It turned out great, but if truth be told (and it always is on this blog) it needed more vanilla extract. Vanilla extract is feckin expensive, nearly six quid a bottle. Then I need cream cheese, 3 blocks, which cost over another 6 quid. Then a tub of creme fraiche, which cost a euro. With the exception of the creme fraiche, making a cheese cake is bloody expensive. And don't even get me started on the price of biscuits for the base. Well, at least the bread is cheap. I think!!!!

The one with a decent update...maybe...

The dreaded double bank holiday is over. While I'm not complaining with a night off, it just takes so long to get back to normality. The Tuesday after a bank holiday may as well be another bank holiday because people don't seem to get back into the swing of things until Wednesday! Anyway, BH rant over, as shit as it seemed.

Easter Monday was spent moaning about getting up too late and so on . But I did manage to end up in Amicus for an early dinner. I'm a fan of the place, but Monday's excursion for a Sicilian Curry turned out to be more of a Sicilian Curry soup more that anything else. But I did get a nice photo, looking down the South Mall!



In other news, KC is all in one piece and didn't break any limbs...yet. Himself and Eddie the Eagle are broadcasting from Andorra all week long. If you check out Eddie the Eagles blog, theres a selection of pictures with the 2 lads dressed up like the bad guys, from one of the earlier Metal Gear Solid video games!

Plenty of reaction to Bertie allegedly handing over the reigns of the pony to Brian Cowen last night. While the Mahon Trib. is on the final furlong (thank fuck!) and adopting the Mastermind policy of "I've started so I'll finish" many people agree that the eyes have been taking off the ball. The opposition need to really stop lobbing grenades into the government and the gang of ministers and back benchers really need to stop defending and scurrying to throw the grenades back out. The country has almost been held to ransom over the last couple of years because of the tribunal. Don't get me wrong, if Bertie has done something wrong then he like any other politician, needs to get a foot well in truly planted in his arse. I made a very simple suggestion to Noel O Flynn and Jerry Buttimer last night, and that was when put under the gun from the media when it comes to all things Bertie, just use the magic words of "NO COMMENT". If all parties can adopt a strategy like that, then maybe the country can get back to being run properly and the opposition parties can go moaning about something worth moaning about!

And on a final note, an honest R&B song!



Till 9, stay in line!