The one with addiction

Am I addicted to the web? Unfortunately, I think its safe to say I am. I haven't stolen some wifi signals.....yet!

I woke up this morning with the thoughts of a netless world swimming around my extremely large and intelligent brain (!). I broke out in a sweat, started shivering and at one stage I saw a baby crawling across the ceiling. Well....maybe not as bad as that but it did send a little shiver up my spine. If my net disappeared in the middle of the night, where would I be able to get an inbox fix of Russian brides, penis enlargement pills and some fella asking me to hold onto 10 trillion $'s in my bank account and if I do it for a day, he'll give me a spaceship or something.

Movie tickets, CD's (rarer now as itunes and beatport chew my credit card up on nearly a daily basis), Books, Blu-Rays , Water Filters for the fridge, Bar Stools, Flights, Hotels, Empire State Building tickets, Jalapeno Popcorn, a small selection of the endless of shite I've bought over the net. And that's just the buying part of it. I use the thing on a daily basis for emails, research, entertainment and of course the oul blog. I'm a big fan of public forums. The addiction is so bad, that I have my Ipod touch planked permanently next to the bed, much to the dismay of she who must be obeyed. Its used at all times of the night. I use Google Reader on the Ipod and can easily spend an hour or more at 3 in the morning catching up on various shit. I wake up and do the exact same thing, although I normally check the work email first, in case there's grief.

The net also works as a time machine for me. And no it doesn't involve tying the laptop onto the back of the car and driving through a car park at 88mph, or 142kmh!!!!!! If I have something in the Oven and need 30 minutes to kill, I 'll go online. To what seems like 3 minutes to me, in net time that's actually 30 minutes. Amazing.

Another thought has just hit me like a group of rampaging elephants. What would I actually do without the web? How would I get stuff together for the show? Or would I just slump in the couch and watch Oprah? Its not worth thinking about. Internet addiction is comparable to other addictions like gambling. Well, I reckon If this was gambling related I'd be living in a tent after selling the house for a few tips at some race track!

To some reading, you may well say what a sad bollocks. But, how many of you gawk endlessly at youtube or bebo your arse to all your "bebo friends". But, I do have a social life, I do get out, once theres a public wifi signal and I have my Ipod Touch!!!!!

I'm joking....I think!

The one with Dunk The Junk

Righto, as promised heres the link for dunk the junk

My little brainwave of getting Cork chefs to provide some simple recipes so that everyone can cook something decent as opposed to eating at the chipper 7 days a week. Enjoy and if you fancy providing a recipe, make sure you email me!

More recipes to come and a big thanks to Richard and Arthur for getting the ball rolling and to Eimear for doing all the calling!

The one with a little Grand Theft Auto

Review coming at some stage. Too many people to drive over, cars to steal and hookers to kill at the moment.

Quick photo from the Q outside Game last night on Pana

The one where you will be afraid....very afraid

The one with a monkey spearfishing

Ok, I know its an orangatang!!!!

The one with Snoop and Willie

Willie Nelson and Snoop Dogg get it on in Amsterdam, last weekend. As played on the show last night!



And yes I know, Snoop and Willie, in the Dam. No doubt they went staring at the architecture!

Hopefully at some stage tomorrow, I'll be letting loose my opinion on the new GTA IV. Is it worth all the 10/10's its been getting over the 48 hrs. From what I've seen, it probably is. But ya never know!

The one with the home shopping blopper

There. Laugh and wonder if you must!

The one with sex

Anne Sexton, from Hotpress will be doing our regular sexually speaking segment TONIGHT (Wednesday) as opposed to the normal Thursday night slot!

The one with indigestion

Well, it finally happened...again! 2 years ago this Summer, I felt like I was going to die. Well that same feeling came around for a visit again last Saturday. Meetings were held, phone calls were made and carrier pigeons were sent off with contracts. Basically, we went for dinner with the sister in law to be and her husband. After a long fought battle, it was decided to light a fire and order an Indian takeaway. So one of the many (!) Indian takeaways in Midleton convinced us to part with €83. Now, for those of you who eat Indian food, you will all agree the the varying forms of Naan bread are an essential. But of course, when you ONLY pay €83 for an Indian, thats not enough to remind them to put the feckin' things in the giant bag of food. So, one brave soul made the journey back to the Indian for the Naan's and then discovered that they had to be made from scratch. So, I decided to open a box of chips. By the time the Naans turned up, the food needed a quick Nuke in the Nuke machine and minutes later we were all shovelling some tasty Indian food down our gullets.

I had to stop towards the end as it felt like a section of Pilau rice had broken off from the rest of the pack and had started coming out my nose. Mother of christ (Hi!, I know you read the blog)
I've never had indigestion like it. It lasted until yesterday, and theres still remnants of it today. Even the old faithful gaviscon tablets done little to ease the pain. Then numerous episodes of family guy added to the already violent situation. The firetruck hunting the gazelle episode very nearly killed me, from laughing. Other than that, the food wasnt bad, although my Balti had a nice air freshner taste to it.

A few people got upset last night, when I mentioned that the Pope fell asleep at Ground Zero. I wasnt saying it to be mad or funny. Not in the least. It was an observation. The Pope needed one of his biys to give him a nudge and then he opened his eyes and got up, after what seemed an eternity of kneeling down. Obviously the guy was saying his prayers, but how did one of his biys know he was finished. I reckon he nodded off, simple as. Probably not the best place to nod off, but things happen. Jet lag!!!!!!

The one for a Sunday evening

Old, but never saw it before :)