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Love Hurts (1973)

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This is What I Imagine All of Your Weekends Looked Like:

So how was your Bank Holiday weekend? Kick back, relax, re-connect with friends and family, did you? Spend quality time with your pets? Contribute to the betterment of your community? Well, that’s nice and all. Read the rest of this entry »

Gerry Ryan: His Part in My Downfall

It is a laudable Irish custom not to speak ill of the recently deceased, and one which I sincerely hope I’m not in breach of here. Read the rest of this entry »

“I’ve got a flash for you, joyboy… Party time is over!”

I’ve got all nine series of Seinfeld on DVD. (In fact, I’m pretty sure they’re only DVDs I own.) One of my favourite scenes of the entire run is this exquisitely scripted exchange between Jerry Seinfeld and the hard-nosed library investigations officer, Mr Bookman.

It was written by Larry Charles – who went on to direct Curb Your Enthusiasm, Borat and Bruno. But he admits was inspired by reruns of the 1960s cop show Dragnet, and it’s lead character Sergent Joe Friday Read the rest of this entry »

There he was tormented by demons, in the form of great black birds that swooped around him.

Finally, he rang his bell, and the demons fled, perishing in the sea beyond Achill Island. Read the rest of this article here.

Miscellaneous Amusing Items I’ve Come Across #34

In Ballyhaunis for my mother’s birthday. I brought her out for dinner in Claremorris. It doesn’t much swankier than that. Have to head to back up to Dublin today to cover a camper van jamboree that’s going on in Louth over the weekend. It’s really a shame because, when it comes to bank holiday action, there’s nowhere else even at the races… Read the rest of this entry »

“I haven’t been this excited about a technological breakthrough since they invented the dish scrubber with the washing-up liquid inside it…”

Until quite recently, I was very pernickety about punctuality. Your punctuality. If you were five minutes late to meet me in a cafe or a bar, I’d be strumming my fingers on the tabletop when you arrived. Ten minutes and I’d be shooting you the old stink eye. Twenty minutes or more and I’d have prepared a short monologue in which I outlined all your deficiencies as a friend and a human being. Yeah, I was kind of a hard ass. Read the rest of this entry »

This is funny

Though not, of course, as funny as this.

What’s the dealio, yo?

A while back, I made a kinda ham-fisted joke here about hipster babies. (The joke, I suppose, was that the very notion of hipster babies seemed just inherently silly and ridiculous to me.) Well, let’s just say, I hadn’t gone shopping for baby clothes in American Apparel at that point… Read the rest of this entry »

I have climbed the highest mountain…

And I have roamed through the fields. Then a mighty nettle stung me, and I got chased by a massive bullock, and then… Read the rest of this article here.