Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
Tripping Along The Ledge
Miscellaneous Amusing Items I Come Across #49
Apologies for the irregular updating (and frequent re-posts) on blog in the last week. I’ve just moved apartment and, for the time being, am stuck on crappy mobile broadband. For now, you can always follow me on Twitter. Yesterday, for reasons I still don’t entirely understand (I think it had to do with the property crash) someone posted this alluring image.
Email to my editor. 2003:
FROM: Eoin Butler
SENT: 09 October 2003 10:37am
TO: [email protected]Hey Sam,
Possible feature idea. (I have a shit job. They don’t monitor my work very closely here.)
Intermission
Feck it…. Doing some quick arithmetic here and there’s just no way I can watch three World Cup games a day, do my job and blog all at the same time. So I’m gonna suspend this blog until after the World Cup. Believe me, I do not take this decision lightly. The idea of not giving up a couple of hours of my time unpaid, every evening, to write shite on here that all of you can come on and leave sarcastic comments about… Well, I’ll just have to live with it. Read the rest of this entry »
Are these the greatest consecutive tweets ever?
I must admit, I’m belatedly warming to Twitter. One guy who followed me on there (so I reciprocated) posted this the other night. He followed that shortly afterward with this… Read the rest of this entry »
To celebrate my goal I kissed the team badge…
Well, technically speaking, in my excitement I kissed the name of the shirt sponsor: Sylvester Ganley – Plumbing and Heating Specialist… But I think I made my point. Read the rest of this article here.
YOU CAN NOW FOLLOW ME ON…
A year or so on, I’m still not entirely sure what Twitter does. Well no, I kinda know what it does… But not why anyone wants to do that… Feck it, subscribe here if you like. (With thanks to Nialler9!)
WHAT CAN I DO (TO MAKE YOU TWEET ME)?
As a journalist you kinda get used to receiving batshit crazy emails from people you’ve never met… But this one is in a league of his own. Read the rest of this entry »
RON BLACK’S
“Daniel O’Donnell goes to funerals,” announces Aidan, out of the blue. Before my brain has had time to transmit a warning signal to my mouth, I respond. Huh? “Seriously man,” he says. “Daniel O’Donnell reads the death notices. Turns up to the funeral homes. Presses the flesh. Like a politician does.” Read the rest of this entry »