Full blog update coming soon..but in the meantime...anyone fancy a Ferrari Enzo?
Starting @ 99p
I was going to bid a fiver, and possibly win it in 9 days time, but I dont fancy getting another mortgage to run it! Still though.....
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
The weather is still miserable, but the mood has brightened up to some extent. Nice response to the Steve Irwin tribute song last night. If truth be told Im still a little sad over his untimely death. For someone who seemed so invincible, its incredibly hard to believe hes gone. To have his life taken away by the things he loved for a man that gave so much to the natural world, it just doesnt seem right. Trawling around the web this morning, the amount of tributes is staggering. Steve Irwin has touched the lives of millions around the world, and will never be forgotten. Personally, the guy has given me hours and hours of endless entertainment (even infotainment) over the last number of years, and he'll always have a spot in my heart. Im sure some people find it hard to take on board that Im sad about a celeb passing on. Maybe it IS bizarre, but I felt the same way when Richard Pryor died, particuarly because I used to talk to his wife mainly, and Richard on occasion via email. I felt the same when Rodney Dangerfield passed away and I felt the same when Johnny Carson moved on. Certain celebs mean things after admiring them for so long. Having admired Steve Irwin for so long, its hard to comprehend what happened to him. Theres a group of aussies living in cork, who text the show from time to time, and they text in last night calling me a legend for the tribute song. I replied "Its Steveo is the legend"
Onto things that are not so morbid. We followed up on the Clonakilty public disorder meeting last night, and will be touching it tonight again, as it wasnt entirely finished when we went to air last night. One suggestion was that parents have to take a more active role. To be honest, Ive never heard such rubbish in my life. Everyone knows parents need to take a more active role in their little darlings activities. What difference does it make if its announced at a public meeting. Nada. Water off a ducks back. It'll be interesting to see what else has hatched out of this meeting last night.
Another topic that cropped up last night, was Debs and Grads. Some callers were only spending €200-€300 for the night. Some were borrowing dresses and the bling bling, while some were getting their dress made. Yup, getting the bloody thing made. At first, I thought the individual was getting married, but they kept insisting that it was their Debs. For anyone that gets anything made, be it a kitchen cabinet or a debs dress, its not cheap. At least with a kitchen cabinet, you get to use it more than once. Imagine spending a fortune on a kitchen cabinet and using it on the 1st of October, and then smashing the thing up and throwing it in the back of a wardrobe. Its all about value for money. Some callers were harping that its a very special night, and its the result of 6 years of hard schooling. Look, the result of 6 years of hard schooling is what your doing now. Be that in college, in a job or scrounging around on the dole. A special night me arse. More people were calling for blood at this stage and saying its the last time you can be together with all your friends. Maybe things have changed since my day (all 12 years ago) but most schools are riddled with cliques. The debs/grads are the same. Most of these people couldnt care less about if they see you again. Now, theres probably someone thinking "Christ what kinda grads did Vic have?". To be brutally honest, it was a nice night. I wasnt wandering around the street at 7 in the morning, vomiting or donning a road cone on my head. Did I spend a mortgage payment for the whole thing, nah. And what is it with people who MUST go to the leisureplex to go bowling at 3 in the morning. Are these people in bowling there any other nights. Nah! To cap off a grads/debs night bowling, isnt exactly rock n roll now is it. Come to think of it, wandering up and down the western road looking for a B&B isnt exactly Keith Moon either. But combine the B&B and running up to the ESSO wearing grad shoes with no socks and your pants half hanging off and your into the roadie at a Phil Collins gig, at the very least!
Onto things that are not so morbid. We followed up on the Clonakilty public disorder meeting last night, and will be touching it tonight again, as it wasnt entirely finished when we went to air last night. One suggestion was that parents have to take a more active role. To be honest, Ive never heard such rubbish in my life. Everyone knows parents need to take a more active role in their little darlings activities. What difference does it make if its announced at a public meeting. Nada. Water off a ducks back. It'll be interesting to see what else has hatched out of this meeting last night.
Another topic that cropped up last night, was Debs and Grads. Some callers were only spending €200-€300 for the night. Some were borrowing dresses and the bling bling, while some were getting their dress made. Yup, getting the bloody thing made. At first, I thought the individual was getting married, but they kept insisting that it was their Debs. For anyone that gets anything made, be it a kitchen cabinet or a debs dress, its not cheap. At least with a kitchen cabinet, you get to use it more than once. Imagine spending a fortune on a kitchen cabinet and using it on the 1st of October, and then smashing the thing up and throwing it in the back of a wardrobe. Its all about value for money. Some callers were harping that its a very special night, and its the result of 6 years of hard schooling. Look, the result of 6 years of hard schooling is what your doing now. Be that in college, in a job or scrounging around on the dole. A special night me arse. More people were calling for blood at this stage and saying its the last time you can be together with all your friends. Maybe things have changed since my day (all 12 years ago) but most schools are riddled with cliques. The debs/grads are the same. Most of these people couldnt care less about if they see you again. Now, theres probably someone thinking "Christ what kinda grads did Vic have?". To be brutally honest, it was a nice night. I wasnt wandering around the street at 7 in the morning, vomiting or donning a road cone on my head. Did I spend a mortgage payment for the whole thing, nah. And what is it with people who MUST go to the leisureplex to go bowling at 3 in the morning. Are these people in bowling there any other nights. Nah! To cap off a grads/debs night bowling, isnt exactly rock n roll now is it. Come to think of it, wandering up and down the western road looking for a B&B isnt exactly Keith Moon either. But combine the B&B and running up to the ESSO wearing grad shoes with no socks and your pants half hanging off and your into the roadie at a Phil Collins gig, at the very least!
Monday, September 04, 2006
I woke up early this morning, but lounged in bed for a while. Around 11 (ish) I strolled into the computer and, upon loading up my personalised google home page I discovered that Steve Irwin was dead. I even thought it might have been a hoax, ala Johnny Knoxville, but soon discovered it wasnt. I cant remember when I started watching the Crocodile Hunter, but I have had satellite tv for years and years, so it is a long time. It was one of the first shows I got hooked on, on Discovery. Reading and watching this earlier on today, has made me very sad! The guy, in pure Cork terms, was an absolute legend. The man has done more for conservation by bringing the subject at hand to the masses, and has really made an impact on peoples views around the world. While some might have questioned the risks he took, you cant escape the fact that he has done so much and touched the hearts of millions around the world. My thoughts go out to his family!
We'll miss ya Stevo, big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We'll miss ya Stevo, big time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RIP The Crocodile Hunter
I cant believe this, I really cant. The Living Legend is no longer living. RIP Stevo!!!!!
World-famous Australian naturalist Steve Irwin has died in a marine accident - killed by a barb from a stingray that pierced his chest.
He was filming an underwater documentary off Australia's northeast coast when the accident took place.
John Stainton, a friend and colleague, said Irwin swam too close to the ray while he was diving off his boat Croc One near Batt Reef, northeast of Port Douglas.
"He came on top of the stingray and the stingray's barb went up and into his chest and put a hole into his heart," said Mr Stainton, who was on board Irwin's boat at the time.
A helicopter took paramedics to nearby Low Isles, where Irwin was taken for medical treatment, but he was dead before they arrived.
Prime Minister John Howard, said he was shocked and distressed at the death.
"It's a huge loss to Australia. He was a wonderful character. He was a passionate environmentalist. He brought joy and entertainment and excitement to millions of people."
Irwin's daredevil antics, which saw him go face-to-face with deadly creatures such as crocodiles and poisonous snakes on camera, won him a global following.
The 44-year-old was known for uttering the word "Crikey" when confronted with a particularly deadly animal.
Nicknamed 'The Crocodile Hunter', he triggered outrage in 2004 by holding his then one-month-old baby while feeding a snapping crocodile at his Australian zoo.
He is survived by his American wife Terri, their daughter Bindi Sue, eight, and two-year-old son Bob.
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