Everybody’s Gotta Live – Love
Ever look out the window and wonder who was the handsome feck staring back at you and then you realise that the window is actually a mirror??! That happened.
Ever been DJigging and a randumb Irish guy comes up to you to say “Are you the guy from Cork? Your GAA team is Continue Reading »
Float – KO KO
Ever get into a machine mode? As in you are Charlie Sheen’s Mum? (Ma Sheen. Get it? Hilarious.) Today was one of those days. Mighty. Dawn to dawn. (Nice girl.) Got some amount of buckets of work done. As in… Well, nothing concrete that I will bore you with now. But, let’s just say, it’s at least like wet cement at the moment. Let it sit. Let it settle. Let it go. Even now the gibber is still flowing. So. I made a video. Because I am an enigmanure. Obviously. Joke of the Day – Wahey!
Oh. And there was also this fine spread in an Irish paper today. Me naked legs spread wide over two pages. Mighty mighty. Although I was promised a seven page spread. But I’ll get over that. One thing that is odd to see is when your stuff is edited or quotes are just made up. Never really a fan of that. In case you ever wondered what goes on in the editing world, here’s an example of a slight edit… Continue Reading »
(This shall be the first part of a however-many-parts-it-takes-parter series about my recent mighty adventure to Heaven and Hell. Split it up. One blogaruu all on its own could be a tad long perhaps indeed. Read. On!)
This Sweet Love (Prins Thomas Sneaky Edit) – James Yuill
Like all mighty trips to heaven, I didn’t sleep much the night before. Packing. Shaving. Showering. Procrastinating. You know, the usual. Gibber. Maybe an hour and half worth of kippage. Woke up. Freaked. Oh dear God: Did I sleep in? Miss it all? Again? Phew. Nay. And then you hear the horn. Honk honk. Car service. At your service. Outside the door. Here. Ready. Let’s do it. Let’s go. Adventure. On!
As a wise owl once said: Private jets are Continue Reading »
Holiday (Madonna Cover) – Capital Cities
Sweet Lord. Just found out someone’s leaked part of my new book, RanDumber. No clue who? Or how they got the file? Hmm. Must’ve broken in. Swooped the chapter. And now it’s all over the web. Shared on Pirate Bay. Mediafire. BitTorrent. Twitter. Facebook. Myspace. Even Bebo! How did it end up on Bebo?! Ah well. Not much I can do about it now. Authorities have been notified. We’ll catch the feck who leaked it, don’t you worry at all. Until then, I suppose if it’s out there and people are sharing it, feel free to share it too so then we can all: Read on!!!
Click to Read -> RanDumber Chapter 1 Leaked
Rumour has it another chapter will be leaked sometime this week… What what!?!
Killing me.
Share on!
Read My First Wonderful Book – RanDumb: Click!
Although look what arrived today…
Sweet. Lord. Betsy. She is a real thing. And feels mighty! Big fan of the rear…
Only a pre-order, so not available yet to the public masses. Soon though. She shall be set free. And then. Demented. Headless. Chicken. Run. Dumb. Er. On!
Until then, I am off on a little adventure. Going to the Island of the Unknown down by the sea of sun, sand and rum punches. On a mighty device called a jet. Which are particularly mightier when private. If you know what I mean. Wuu. Clothes off. Carribe. On. Duu!
Here’s a mix to keep you company while I am gone. Made it in the back of my car today while stuck in traffic. Kind of odd. But. Dance. On. And on. And. On!
End of the year. Wuu. Great time. People copying and pasting inspirational quotes all over the place. So that’s deep and profound. Also a wonderful time of year for people feeling an immense desire to give you their Best of Year Lists. Top 100 Moments of 2011! Top 84 Songs of the Year! Top 34 of Nothing! Thankfully, I shall not be doing this. Nay, nay. I’ll just be doing the tip, I swear…
My list shall consist of mighty things that happened in 2011 that I can think of off the top of my head right now. In absolutely zero order. Pure. Gibber. Mayhem.
And we’re off… Continue Reading »
Robot High School – My Robot Friend
All has be quiet on the wonderful blogaruu. Head down. Editing on. So far, so mighty. Soon ye shall see and read and laugh and weep and dance and be merry!
Oh ’twill be a glorious day, to be true.
Besides that, I have kept my venturing out to a minimum. Bar some improv shindigs (mighty) and the odd Christmas shopping hunt (also quite mighty). Although, I did go out Saturday night. An odd occurrence: I was not DJigging. Blip in the system. Matrix messed up. Threw me for a loop. What to do? I know. I’ll just go to the bar where I was meant to be DJing, collect a cheque owed to me and have a pint or nine. Because people simply love going into where they work when they’ve the night off! Look-at-me-outside-of-work-hours, kind of thing. Clown. Continue Reading »
