01:51
I thought we were kindred spirits but I realise now we're completely different people. I'm tired of the ritual humiliation of ringing you up and you skulking. I would NEVER humiliate you.
09:00
1876 Last stand as Sioux commander Crazy Horse defeats General George Custer at Battle of Little Big Horn, killing all 267 of his men, the only US army survivor being Comanche, the wounded horse of Carlow-born US soldier Capt. Myles Kehoe
I thought we were kindred spirits but I realise now we're completely different people. I'm tired of the ritual humiliation of ringing you up and you skulking. I would NEVER humiliate you.
09:00
1876 Last stand as Sioux commander Crazy Horse defeats General George Custer at Battle of Little Big Horn, killing all 267 of his men, the only US army survivor being Comanche, the wounded horse of Carlow-born US soldier Capt. Myles Kehoe
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| The last horse standing, 1876 |
10:33
Bless me Father for I’ve not thinned. It’s been 18 months since my last yoga session.
10:43
Saturday Dublin city civil war night of semi-conscious young women in boots and blonde hair prone to Grafton street, placed in the recovery position to await the night bus, so damn drunk they don't care what creep touches them where while vouching aid.
10:46
A hundred hooligans in an early-morning melee on O'Connell bridge at the left-ventricle of the modern economy. Half men and three-quarters women. Four cops show up folding their arms. In fairness I would call health and safety on that mass brawl if I was a cop. They eventually pick the bottom two guys off the floor and arrest them when the mob dissolves. Bewildered.
10:55
Found out what happens to old taxis when they retire. They become cop cars.
23:43
This evening, I rounded the corner to see two gurriers with no shirts on hanging with their hoes. Straight in front of me cops, unmarked car, blue lights in the grill, backing up to have a word. Home, sweet, home.
Bless me Father for I’ve not thinned. It’s been 18 months since my last yoga session.
10:43
Saturday Dublin city civil war night of semi-conscious young women in boots and blonde hair prone to Grafton street, placed in the recovery position to await the night bus, so damn drunk they don't care what creep touches them where while vouching aid.
10:46
A hundred hooligans in an early-morning melee on O'Connell bridge at the left-ventricle of the modern economy. Half men and three-quarters women. Four cops show up folding their arms. In fairness I would call health and safety on that mass brawl if I was a cop. They eventually pick the bottom two guys off the floor and arrest them when the mob dissolves. Bewildered.
10:55
Found out what happens to old taxis when they retire. They become cop cars.
23:43
This evening, I rounded the corner to see two gurriers with no shirts on hanging with their hoes. Straight in front of me cops, unmarked car, blue lights in the grill, backing up to have a word. Home, sweet, home.
