Fighting On The Planet's Side

Dear God I'm much too hungover today to blog coherently. Also I somehow managed to bruise the palm of my hand. How does that even happen? A lot of fun was had last night though in celebration of Mazatron's birthday, what with the smuggling of Jameson into the pub (because it transpires that I'm actually a total knacker), trying to show T Cup how to Time Warp and conversations about how rubbish the "heart" power was in Captain Planet. Although the Bear later reminded me that there was an episode where they combined their powers without that irritating heart kid for some reason and as a result Captain Planet came out all mean and uncaring. So I suppose they did need him really. Anyway, hangover aside I will pull myself together just enough to say how much I love this ad for MAC's Viva Glam campaign with Cyndi Lauper and Lady Gaga. Of course, that's mostly due to the fact that it looks like it was shot in a cartoon bordello.

Gaga looks gorgeous altogether and Lady Lauper seems to be just the right side of Photoshopped-ta-Jaysus in that she's more or less recognisable at least. Hot stuff.

So just because it's amazing, here's the opening and closing credits to Captain Planet. Unfortunately it turns out that it's impossible to find a version of the frankly FANTASTIC closing song that doesn't have some announcer fucknut talking over it. Nonetheless, I dare you to try NOT to sing along. It just can't be done.

Playing House

It would appear that there's nothing like the impending visit of parents to get people to tidy, hoover and dust an apartment, hide the tangle of cables connecting the telly to the many things it's connected to, including the Bear's SNES console (incidentally, the original MarioKart is WAY harder than MarioKart Wii and Street Fighter II is just as good as you remember) and hang up the pictures that had previously been sitting on the floor. It doesn't seem like that long ago that I was faffing over whether or not I was ready to tell the Bear that I loved him, and now we've bought a canvas print from Grogan's, share a fridge and have Sally Jupiter hanging over our bed.

We trade Over The Rainbow and America's Next Top Model (don't you judge me) for Scrapheap Challenge and BBC4 documentaries about physics and then meet in the middle for Glee and 30 Rock. Saying that however, I actually did get quite into Wonders Of The Solar System which was mostly due to lovely Professor Brian Cox being so damn endearing and getting so enthusiastic about space and whatnot. I even had a dream the other night that I met him in Disneyland and we got on like a house on fire. I was pretty annoyed to wake up and find that I was not in fact friends with the Professor or even in Disneyland.

Harsh.

Look at him there, being brilliant. Apparently he was the keyboard player in D:Ream while studying physics. He's great. I think I'm a bit in love with him actually.

This post was supposed to be about how great it is to be living with the Bear but ended up meandering into how lovely and great Brian Cox is. Although the Bear did just rob a Yorkie from my Easter Egg and laugh at me when my foot went to sleep just now and I couldn't feel it. So that's what he gets. Ha.

Happy Zombie Jesus Day!

Apparently he's on Twitter and had an inkling earlier on in the week as to how things might pan out for him.
Anyway Happy Easter Egg Day to all!

Le LetterBox Dublin

I subsribe to "Le Cool" every week or so and it's pretty good. It has a good mix of what's on in dublin for the next two weeks like the chemist mentioned in Ulyses and what they are doing to try and keep it opened as a place of interest although if yiz are going to read from Ulyses in there then forgetta bout it, that just sounds like a bunch of douchebags with stripey scarfs trying to make themselves sound smart, if it were me I wouldn't do the reading except on Blooms Day as this would make it more of an event.

Anyway I also found this little gem in it too which i thought was really rather sweet.

The old post boxes of Dublin are full of history. If, because of road works perhaps, you ever get to see the foundations of one, you may find that its base is still painted red, since the days prior to 1922. When I lived beside a house that had once been the home of James Joyce, I often imagined that I was walking in his footsteps as I strolled to the post box on the corner, letter in hand. Post boxes are full of potential too. There’s a very unique post box on Dame Lane at the end of George’s Street. This special wooden box is the portal for the Interactive Street Art Project. Here you can post a letter to God, to a stranger or to the past, or even share a secret, based on a monthly changing theme. The current theme is ‘Your inner child.’ What does yours look like?

This weeks subscriptions can be found here.

Oi Vey

This is available as a podcast on itunes.

Yea I dunno either really, haven't listened to it just thought it was a bit of a peculiar title.

After Work Pints

Last Friday I was informed that I "had a head on me like a kid's TV presenter" and that I should've been on Bosco. Which I was pretty happy with, considering how badly a statement from a stranger that begins with "D'ya know what you're like.." can go. This observation was from a random guy called Deckie who had struck up a conversation with the Bear outside The Stag's Head, solely based on the fact that he too was a big beardy long haired man. In fairness to him, Random Deckie provided us with a good three and a half pints worth of rants, stories and shenanigans. He'd been out since two o'clock the previous day. I have no idea what was keeping him going but it made for some damn funny conversation. Especially the story about how he went to college with a guy whose mother was the voice of Bosco and a rant that involved the phrase "it'd be like sucking off Robocop".

I just wish I could remember what that one was about.

Kitty Galore

A while ago, I struck retro red anchor motherflippin' GOLD whilst charity shop shopping with the Bear. And I do believe I've done it again. Behold my lastest charity shop bargain, the sixties Bond girl wondergúna!

I was actually supposed to be chopping and peeling various vegetables for dinner in the time I was doing this, but decided this was much more fun.

And guess how much my quite short but pretty deadly new dress cost?

€2.50

That's right, two and a half eurobucks. Suck on that, recession.

Burninating The Peasants

A while ago VoodooLady posted this freaky little video which cracked me up a ridiculous amount in college. It reminded me of another one I loved around the same time. Oh Trog Dor. Let's be friends.

Fire in the Disco

One night back in November, after a few pints in The Stag's Head, the Bear and I sang (I use this term most vaguely for myself) backing vocals for The Dead Flags in a studio in Temple Bar. Followed by more pints in The Stag's Head. The Bear had been asked along to the studio because he's rather loud you see and would count for approximately 2-3 regular people noise-wise. I went along because I happened to be there at the time and figured if there was ever a way to get a credit on the back of an album this was probably a good one.

Anyway.

THIS RIGHT HERE is the new single Let's Start A Fire Tonight, which features me, the Bear and a group of people who can actually sing, providing vocals of the backing variety. The album is out on 9th April. Expect blatant and frankly shameless plugging of it when the time comes.

Oh yes.

New Website

http://tcup.carbonmade.com/

this is my own personal website

Coco Pops

These are from back in January, but just LOOK at the gorgeousness! Burlesque badass Miss Dirty Martini was featured in V Magazine's Size Issue running riot around the Chanel fashion studio in Paris and doesn't she just look like the best craic ever?




Bombshell!

I dunno.. i... am well i... ????? you decide

Watch this with the sound down it's even funnier! The suit is hanging off him! The mom is throwing some serious shapes in the background as well!