Ciarán

Auld farmers looking at you, going "sure where else would ye get it?"

An AI-generated poster for a flea market featuring a bus. The bus has no front wheel because AI is dumb.

Behold this poster for a pub in Kilkenny that has an old bus in its beer garden. The actual bus has 4 wheels. Kilkenny, a small town with two big animation studios might.. MIGHT.. have someone who could do a better job? But just writing the details with black marker on a blank page would be better.

There will be a renaissance of punk zine aesthetic. All the AI posters, leaflets etc look identical and are basically grand in a bland, yellow-tinted mediocre way. If you've something to promote: write the details in biro on a sheet of A4, take a photo with your phone and send it to the printer.

Hates Drogheda. Loves liquid meals.

I only had a child because a witch told me my daughter would lead a great army in a cattle raid on Drogheda.

So, in what sense are they a "labour" party?

Some people peak very early.

The protagonist of reality doesn't concern himself with the opinions of pigeons.

I'm enjoying how there's functionally no difference between me posting a thought here and going into the garden and shouting it at a pigeon.

😁 that's class

My daughters name continues to just tip away in the "rare but not unheard of" zone. Every year there's about 40 of them. Above relegation but never troubling the mid-table.

Chuala mé sin cúpla lá ó shin 😁 bhí sé ciút agus uafásach ag an am céanna

Shouting through the door at my friend who's writing an Irish in London novel:
"You better not be romanticising big escalators in there"

I have RnaG on when I'm driving and I love how one time in three (especially Iris Aniar) it's an interview with some auld fella who is very obviously outside for some reason, often struggling with climactic conditions.

Desperately trying to think of a guillotine/ "Mac Giolla (teen)" pun but it's not happening 😔

3 enchanted sisters and their familiar; a chaotic evil wee hobgoblin with dark powers of catchy composition.

Andrea
Sharon
Caroline
Jim

There's a road near me that's 30, but people think it's 50, even though it has a primary school on it and zebra crossings and I routinely see people either speeding or texting. As a frequent driver, pedestrian and cyclist myself; drivers are the fucking worst.

In primary school; Sesame Street and Look & Read (Wordy). In secondary school; Hamlet (Brannagh), Shawshank Redemption, "Le Café des Rêves" and cross-border PSA films telling us it's ok to shift Protestants.

Tuigim sin; leanann mé an spórt chuile bliain taobh amuigh de na cluichí Oilimpeacha. Ach is trua é (i mo thuairimse amháin) nach bhfuil siad ag imirt faoin bratach 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

The "Team GB" curling team is 5 men and 5 women. All 10 of them are Scottish. I don't know the politics of the individual players but, come on, that has to be a wee bit annoying, surely.

A poster in the window of a men's clothes shop that says "massive suit clearance" over a photo of an average size man

David Byrne-enthusiasts getting excited for a second

That's great. It really does feel like people are starting to leave the embarrassment and shame in the past now.

26 + 6 = Fifteens

*Neil DeGrasse Tyson voice*
The so-called "Milky Way" isn't actually..

There's a Valentine's ad running on Radio Kerry for a fish shop that basically goes "Like fish?Are you single? Then buy our fish!" Not a special offer, not a single's night in store, just a suggestion that fish are the solution to being single on Valentine's and you know what, I've heard worse ideas

Cill Chainnigh

And I know now I'm not imagining things. I'm definitely hearing more Irish randomly in the street these days. Mostly parents talking to their children.

My daughter has a pretty unusual, very Irish-sounding name, which means when strangers ask me her name, the conversation suddenly becomes peppered with Gaeilge and I get asked for recommendations about how to learn. She's like my wee fáinne airgid.

Have you tried been morbidly riddled with anxiety about the passage of time? Christmas 2025 feels like a decade ago to me. 2003 is pre-historic.