Category: Writing
Bob Hope, Bob Dole, and Bob Hoff!
I have yet to see the movie “The Hangover”. However, I have been told it is brilliant, hilarious, and some other complimentary adjective which eludes my tired brain at this point. So, after waking up this morning, it is safe to say that the movie is in no way related to, or set in, Ireland.READ MORE
Successfully Frustrated!
Perhaps one of the best parts of today, just occurred. Whereby I just accidentally morphed two words into one. So I will start again, with my brand new word – that I am sure is used up and down the country already (although I never personally heard it in the past tense before) … TasREAD MORE
Waist Size?
As the title will clearly show, as you will eventually read further down, it might be fair to say, that in creative terms, the ball might not bounce as highly for me in Cork, as it might in L.A. 3 factors which I noticed are no longer as frequent outside my window are: The blisteringREAD MORE
Lets Not Get Physical, Physical
Earlier today I was going through some notes of mine, looking for something tremendously insightful and witty I presume. Which I could not locate. Instead, I saw the bones of this scenario, which I had forgotten about. Has this ever happened to you… You unexpectedly bump into someone you know. Small talk, long time noREAD MORE
Bring Back The Bubble!
For some reason, it occurred to me today, that people in Ireland are suspicious of a happy mood… “Why are you so happy? You should be freaked. You’re freaked to be back, right?” Which lead to my immense conundrum from the last post finally being solved. Took me long enough. The reason that people keep askingREAD MORE
Prison Break
Unless I am mistaken, Cork, as in the city itself, is not actually a prison. Except, obviously, for the actual prison that is here. Besides that though, there are no physical barriers to prevent one from leaving. Mental barriers seem to be the only problems that might stop somebody for leaving. I wasn’t out on probationREAD MORE
Red Or White?
I shall not lie, over the past few days I was unsure if the 100th mark would be reached, never mind broken. However, I have decided to prove myself wrong, and write on! The reason for this uncertainty, initially, was due to me being unsure how long more I could stay in America for, on thisREAD MORE
The Ton, Terry… Trumpet!
On a personal note, the words have not been flowing the past day or so. On a note which you will be happy to hear, as a result, there shall now only be minimum fanfare to celebrate the 100th blogaruu! Perhaps I should start with a poll. Especially seeing as the last one was so highlyREAD MORE
99 Luftballons
The following three adjectives might sum up why I am not yet back in L.A, typing this up… stupidity, impatience, and my inability to wait for the website page to load to confirm my flight had actually been booked, instead of me closing it down in a rush to leave the house. Maybe prolix should’veREAD MORE
Mechanic? No. Idiot? Hopefully.
There shall be no more long, looong posts giving writing advice, or any advice really being dished out, it has more or less been decided. The reason being, using this simple metaphor, is that if you wanted to find out about cars, you would probably go to a mechanic. Or someone who knew what theyREAD MORE
