The foos last week..well from what I remember were class as always..some bands ive seen soo many times then when i see them again all the gigs can sometimes blend into one, having said that, i had a bit to drink pre the show....and thinking two lollipops and a naggin of vokda was a good dinner didnt help..regardless..it was a great night all round ;)

The weekend started on a bad note, pending a migraine that wouldnt get the fucking hint and i spent all of friday under my bed sheets blocking out any shade of light that can in to view...i spent the day wandering around dalkey, a little seaside town in dublin in search of sand..all i found was seagulls and rocks..spent the rest of the evening arguing with dan about whether the new interpol album sounds like the slighty older new killers album...i still disagree

the athlonian gang came up in force then on wednesday, where as usual we got plastered and did some mighty fine rocking to the EAGLES OF DEATH METAL...more fun than you can shake a fist at.....if you havent seen them live...you have no soul

this weekend will no doubt be another rok n roll adventure, with blinks and scotty coming over for literally 24hrs from london to sample some mighty fine irish culture...which of course means a mammoth pub crawl

let the good times roll

keep on rockin
C
xxx

a sad panda bear

Writing to ones blog, on a Saturday night stoned with candles listening to Not myself for John Mayer...the irony is almost heartbreaking.

I've spent the day cooking cleaning and watching movies....i've watched little woman, the devil wears prada and countless episodes of friends....and its only 9.30...did i mention its saturday...i'd like to say more than I can in this blog, but Im afraid of hurting the feelings of some people that might read it...so I'll say nothing

im on a complete downer this weekend, i couldnt go home for personal reasons this weekend and all I need is some company and to be kept in high spirits, cept that I've been let down by many people...I dont know whether to laugh or cry at the situation.

I have two choices, stay at home, continue to smoke my brain cells away and drink wine alone in bed, or go out, spend what little money I have and get pissed and forget about it all..

At 9.34pm it might be a bit late to play catch up but Im willing to give it a try...i cant stand staying in anymore...thats it im out the door

keep on rockin
C

Brian and Alvins Dublin Adventure

Meeting with Brian and Baxter Friday two weeks ago, I thought it would take me ages to play catch up considering they'd been drinking all day while I was hungover at work....but the combination of having thursday nights booze still flowing through me and the fact that when i finally met them at 7pm on the friday and they were stoned as unicorns, meant i had a fighting chance and lord did i make the most of it

we started off with an elegant meal of pizza on o connell street, it being the closet place to fibbers where they spent the day in bat like conditions...after parading down o connell street and asking every tom, dick and harry to take our photo with the spike! we finally had the chow and started on a pub crawl...

we met with conor, and said goodbye to nici and ronan and made our way to my new favourite pub Sine, where Brian and I had some very grown up conversations about the opposite sex, and porn, the porn conversation was my favourite....from there we stumbled into temple bar, where we met my friend dave and perceded to trapse through the square on route to the hub or mezz or whatever the fuck its called...and after that it gets a bit messy

I decided shots of tequila were a good starting point, followed by vodka, whiskey, gin, beer and endless cocktail of booze...the music was questionable and my state of mind also...

alvin, being alvin and trying to be the good smaratian got kicked out of the mens jacks because he..... and ....... and ........ and .......and then got kicked out of the club...nothing new there...the good mixer anyone?!

fill in your own answers here kids!

we lost him then for the rest of the night, because he had no credit, no battery and brian and I were too drunk to remember where the hell they were staying!

the next morning i woke up looking and feeling like a badgers arse...brian, and alvin looked and smelt the same

we made our way to st stephens green and had a 4min snooze, chased away the pigeons and played some frisbee, followed by a hot chocolate in st georges st arcade and for the boys a lie down...i went home and stared at the walls for a while and watched some porn...as one does

anyway...next stop was a mexican restaurant for some great food, we kicked alvin of the fun train as we were sick of the sight and smell of him (he had to meet family) and brian and i went to a few bars to hang with his flatmates brother

after spending the guts of €50 on vokda, i went home cold and wet and sober having eaten too much at dinner..waste of money..brian stumbled back around 3am..i was out cold

sunday we decided to go to a local around the corner from me and started drinking at 2pm by 6pm we decided fibbers, pool and trying to find some weed was a good idea, i even managed to beat the number 1 pool shark at a game, it helps being drunk...luck in hand, we left for a party and from there we ended up in pal joeys...the music was shite and i sobered up again....we got home at 5am and had a smoke, watched some family guy and we all passed out...oh how i love bank holidays

so ok ive wasted 20mins at work, trying to remember all this, its lunch time!

keep on rockin
c

for once in my life...it's been boring and drama free

last weekend I made what was once a bi monthly trip home to the old folks home, aka my parents house....ended up watching ireland play a dreadful rugby game where we were beaten by the scottish?! WTF?! so to compensate for our dire game, i drank all day and was home, pissed and hungry by 7pm

however i got a second lease of life around 9pm and went out with my bro keith and his finance and her sisters, and it was the cheapest and a very drunk night, shots, vodka and red bull and an over 35's disco playing 80's music where you are the youngest person in the room = a very good night

the perfect way to spend a sunday after getting just 3hrs sleep? go to the cinema and watch the new simpsons movie, while slurping on some coke and eating your bodyweight in popcorn, followed by a driving lesson

this week in dublin has been very quiet for me...i managed to not drink since sunday up until last night where i merely had 1 pint much to the confusion of mary, leah and myself!

The weekend i have zero plans, although i've been offered tickets to see the rolling stones, by lack the funds, thanks to the two tickets i have in my possession to see ireland play argentina in the world cup..

i'll check back monday and let you know how the weekend pans out

keep on rockin
C