Unbearably Creepy

Am I right? Probs won’t make a lot of sense to you if you haven’t seen the ad, but trust me. It is.

Roaring Twenties?

I want the last half hour of my life back please.

Aggressive Entertainment

Christ. The last place on earth that needs a whole heap of shiny televisions is a bloody bookshop. Not the ideal way to get people to turn off the t.v. and read, is it?

Just when we’re feeling all warm and fuzzy

I interrupt the joy to exclaim my disappointment in Anna Nolan for actually lending her name to the televisual roadcrash that is the Katy-Frenchfest currently burning my eyes on RTE. Twenty, I feel your pain. You would think it can’t possible get any worse, but no, it also seems that the fucktard from Kerry himself, […]

Insomnia II – The Emmy Awards

Watching the repeat of the Late Late Show here and it seems Pat the plank, David McWilliams and Paul Reynolds have all decided amongst themselves that an air of depressing pessimism is just what we need after our wonderful summer-the-sun-forgot. Basic summation: State of Chassis. Quick tip Pat – no one believes you have “friends” […]