The one with a big ass squid...or alien

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I always knew them movies were true stories!!!!

The one with Christmas and sync your google cal with yer itouch, worlds worst beatboxer and something to make you cry

Loooonnngg title. Firstly, lets get the geeky thing out of the way. I use Google calendar religiously. I use my iPod Touch also religiously. Can you sync the google calendar to the actual ipod one? Like feck you can. That was until last night I came across this wonderful site. http://www.nuevasync.com

Register an account, go to status and setup. Enable the google calender. Fill out the details. Allow it access to google cal (all straight forward, follow onscreen carry on). Then follow the couple of steps here and now all those important google calendar dates magically appear on your ipod calendar. Its amazing what you find when your bored off yer tits at 3 in the morning.

This morning, far more than yesterday morning, I realised Christmas is not too far away. So now the bullshit kicks into full gear. I have a mad notion to start some Xmas shopping (online of course) today, and no doubt the rest of the world does as well. So in 10 minutes time I'll be shopping like a mad thing, yeah right. All these things start with the best of intentions and then your off scratching your hole as opposed to belting in your plastic free money number thing. 

We all know, logically, that its the thing to do. I spoke to someone the other day who said they had all their Christmas shopping done. I don't know do I believe them. We all like a bit of mayhem now and again and what better time of the year to enjoy it! Surely its a turn on for some people to run around the city and county at 4pm on Christmas eve, looking for the last bottle of Old Spice. It must be like paying a hooker to strangle you when they don't have it, or the place is closed. Maybe we do thrive on disaster.

Either way, if you are doing some online carry on, keep an eye out this Friday as loads of American online stores will have their thanks giving black Friday lark. Anyway, I'm off now to do some gardening..or something. What did I say again?

Here la, words worst beatboxer and following him, something that you'll need the tissues for. The B-man should be an inspiration to us all!

The one with the marriage course

Being a fairly busy weekend. Was in Club Light on Friday night and had a pretty good gig! Saturday we were heading to a dinner party and Sunday was pencilled in to do nothing! But before any of that I had to endure a marriage course. For years, I  had heard of horror stories about these courses. How they went on for years (slight exaggeration) and people broke up because of them. I wasn't worried about the breaking up part, but I was a little dodgy about how long it would take. 

Either way, my attitude was "Theres no fuckin way some holy joe is gonna tell me how to run our relationship and so on" and I was quite adamant about the whole thing. Contrary to what I'm like on air, I'm a little more reserved in real life (ahem) but close family members felt the wrath of my marriage course rage. So we went down on Saturday afternoon and we spent 2 of best and most inspiring hours with Irene, who's just outside Newtwopothouse. I was blown away. No holy, holy stuff. But so much food for thought and so many questions we asked ourselves. Tiny little things like "Do ye still talk to each other in same tone as ye did when you first started going out?" Stuff like that which makes you think! As I said, I was not looking forward to this, but the whole thing was amazing. I guess it helped, that Irene was a natural charmer and should really be writing books and performing at comedy clubs. I really cant praise her enough. After it was all said and done people were ringing "How'd ye get on?" And none of them could or would believe my reaction to the thing! Anyway, Ive only experience one marriage course and going by what I heard, they should all be like this one!!!!!

Saturday evening was spent with good friends and far too much good food and drink. For the second Sunday running, The Sunday times laid unopened. And I don't know about you, but I cant really read a Sunday paper on any other day of the week. After my culinary skills whipped up a Tabasco infused scrambled egg with bacon, we spent the rest of the day on the couch, in front of feck knows what and a couple of rounds of Buzz on the PS3, before I started sorting shit for the show.

And late last week, redfm.ie won a golden spider award which is feckin brilliant. The actual golden spider looks like something out of a Spielberg flick!

The one with the movie bits from last night

Trailers from last night....



Adventureland



Ice Age 3



4 Xmases

The one with the fountain diving championships - remixed

The one with whats wrong with some of you!!!

Some people are searching for elderly hand jobs and are ending up here. Now we all have our little kinks, but seriously, elderly hand jobs? Are we talking 65 year old ones or ones where the participant is about 97 and 20 minutes away from a coffin?

Christ!!!!!

The one where Mr.Motivator has an accident and the OAP Hip Hop choir

Great oul effects in this one. Not for everyone, and probably not the one to show the boss.



Funny each time!

And almost forget. Granny and Grandad x 40 doin some of that hip hop music! Stevie G would be proud!

The one with Grand theft Auto IV is the Naked Gun

Classic!

The one about Irish men and their arses on TV

Today is one of those days! I was up early and the day is dragggggggiiiinnnnngggggggg. As I punch the keys its 14:58. It feels like it should be 22:43; to be exact. Plus, I'm battling some weird alien disease or something at the moment which, now that I think about it, could be something to do with time slowing down!

One of the topics I covered last night was this brothel in Prague, where plane loads of Irish punters are throwing their hairy legs over a hooker and in turn for free sex, their hairy hole is broadcast all over the adult channels. I even spoke to the manager of the place who explained that nearly 10% of the clientele are Irish blokes.  Now, like most normal people I'm not gonna turn off porn if it comes on the TV, or if I find it by accident on the Internet. Which happens to the best of us. Many moons ago, I'm talking back in the days when Burgerland was still in Pana, I even ran a Jenna Jameson fan page. Miss Jameson was a pristine porn star, with immaculate co-stars. Then I discovered amateur porn, which is great. Its normal; and people in the thing actually look like your next door neighbour, or at least someone you might have spotted in the local shop buying a sliced pan.

Whats going on in the Big Sister place, is kinda like amateur porn. But I don't know about the local Corkonian arriving at the door.

"Is this on the telly, girl?"

"Ja"

"Oh right, fuck, I dunno about this"

"Its OK, it only on satellite television"

"Thats alright so, me oul doll only has the aerial on the roof like"

"Ja?"

"So, ah, will, ah, I, ah, get me, aaaahhh gear off"

"Ja"

"Even me socks?"

"Ja"

"Right so! You too guuurrrll. Lets see them chats like"

"Ja, what you want to do"

"Errraaahh, whatever like"

"You want on top?"

"Ahh, no like. Herself always lies on her back. Id lurve somethin' different like. Ya know, I always get curry with the chips, but this waaan time they gave me mayo and twas daycent."

"Doggy?"

"Oh Jesus gurl, I'm not into that kinda thing at all. I thought about it once with a jar of bovril, but didn't bother in the end"

Don't think the lead in conversations from the Irish contingent would float too many boats. Maybe its just as well the majority of porn is watched with the sound turned off!

Out of curiosity, wheres the female equivalent of the above club?????

The one with shirts and stuff

make custom gifts at Zazzle

Came across this the other day on a quest to buy t-shirts! So nothing to serious, just shite for a laugh. Not that you'll off and buy these wonderful items or anything. Or will you????