I found this on a friends Bebo site and I thought I'd share.

TODAY we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having, cultivated such valuable lessons as:

Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; life isn't always fair; and maybe it WAS my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 - year - old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a class mate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol, sun lotion or a Band-Aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live, as churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was predeceased by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Descretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

Common Sense is survived by three stepbrothers - I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm a Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on.





Now, I realise I'm sort of Double Blogging here, but I do need to sort out some pictures of myself. It used to be that I would upload them to Bebo, but I think I'll use Picasa Web instead... until I find I hate that too!

Sexy Irish Leprechaun

I'm in. Are you?



I don't usually go for stuff like this, but I figured why not? It's for a good cause. Some of you may decide to join me.




Blogs, The Killers and some pictures.

I don’t want this to turn into a blog about blogging, but how often is too often to Blog? Sometimes I have several things a day to post, but if I don’t post them before the end of my working day, I’ll forget about them. Is once a day too often? I know I get bored too easily when a blog doesn’t have a new post, but I appreciate it more when one DOES go up. If I posted one up a day, would people get bored with my constant dronings or would they come back? Does anyone even read this? I only know of one person for sure who read my first one!

I guess I’ll figure that out as I come to it. Maybe once a day isn’t enough? Who knows…

Anyway, we went to see The Killers last night in Marlay Park (yes, that’s the correct spelling, despite those who wish to spell it as MarlEy Park). We got there reasonably early, around 6:30pm, just as Louis XIV (14 ;)) were finishing up and camped in a pretty good spot for Bloc Party. I gotta admit, I wasn’t the biggest fan of Bloc Party until last night. They were pretty cool. I might even buy an album!

But The Killers. Wow. From the first note to the last beat they were awesome! Every word was perfect, they got the crowd going… amazing! They’ve really come on in leaps and bounds since we first saw them in 2005, at Oxegen. Back then, Brandon Flowers was a nervous looking front man, sitting behind the keyboard for nearly the whole gig and barely saying a word. Last night it was like a completely different band! He ran around, jumped up and down, chatted to the crowd. He really got everyone going and I think that’s an important thing in such a popular band. If I go see a gig and the front man doesn’t look like he’s enjoying himself, I probably won’t enjoy myself as much.

One of the best things about The Killers tho, is how much drummer Ronnie Vanucchi looks like Jason Lee from My Name is Earl! It’s uncanny!

The thing we were most concerned about was getting home. Claire’s due to go out tonight (Friday) and she still had to get her shit together, so we were eager to get home early (and our position in the crowd didn’t help matters, about 10 feet from the barrier, maybe 4 at our nearest point of the night!). Last week at Muse (another excellent gig, by the way!) we were an hour sitting in the queue (not moving an inch) before we turned around and drove back the way we’d come, doubling back at the top, essentially skipping everyone who had waited! I hated doing it, but no-one was going anywhere! Last night, we were right at the top of the queue when we pulled out and within about 40 minutes we were home and all! Bargain! One woman that annoyed me was, when we were all sitting in a big mesh and people were merging, she leaned out the window and yelled at me “You won’t get very far, will ya?” (I had inched forwards so she couldn’t merge past me, even tho I had let two people from her lane come through already! I can’t let everyone out love!)

Finally, as a request from a dedicated reader, here are some pictures of me. I’m not 100% sure how to add them in line with the text quite yet, so they’re going on the bottom. In the first one, see if you can spot me. That’s my whole family (my mam’s side) at a weekend away a few weeks ago. In the second one, no prize for guessing which one I am. That’s my graduation day last year (very proud day, I must admit). And in the third one, that’s me on one of those super cool OCC bikes from the TV show. Well worth a tenner!!!

Well, that’s it for another post. Feel free to comment. Who knows when I’ll get back to you about it tho ;)

Sexy Irish Leprechaun

Tricky second blog

OK, so it's not as big a deal as a second album, but the second post to my blog has to continue the same vein. By now you may or may not know me or feel you know me, so I have to pander to everyone by pandering to no-one.

I'm a pretty big fan of music. I love The Killers, MGMT, Scissor Sisters etc etc. Frankly, I don't have a particular style of music I particularly like, I am willing to give everything a shot. That's why I hate classifying music. Invariably, when I tell someone I like a particular band, their response is "What kind of music do they play?"

My response is, does it matter? OK, there are certain types of death metal I have no time for, and heavily re-engineered pop song rereleases aren't my cup of tea, but I'll still give everything a shot. By pigeon-holing a particular band, you may be prejudiced against them before even hearing them, simply on the basis of their brand of music (it happens with names as well, but that's another blog for another day).

So, if you have any comments, suggestions, tips or complaints (ok, no complaints), don't hesitate to shout me a message.

Sexy Irish Leprechaun

Bout time.

So I figured it was about time I started a blog. I write stuff up on my Bebo all the time but I'm never sure how many people read it. I realise that blogging is the internet equivalent of standing on a box on some street corner, waffling on about stuff no-one cares about, but I can, so I am!

To be honest, my biggest hurdle has always been starting something. I have enough Internet haunts to be able to find stuff to post, but starting a blog is intimidating. Do you assume everyone knows you? No-one knows you? Tell everything about yourself and maybe bore the trousers off everyone before you really get stuck in. I think I'll choose a safe middle ground and tell you about myself but try to keep it brief.

My name is Conor, I'm a 23 year old male from Ireland. I play American Football for a team called the DCU Saints, which in itself makes me fairly interesting, I think. This was my rookie season (details of which can be regaled here) and it was fun. I'm already looking forward to next season, so I can do more stuff like this and this.

I've been with my girlfriend, Claire, for nearly 5 years now and, while I love her, she's turned me into a bit of a sap. Tears well up when I watch videos like this and when I see cute puppehs or kittehs I ALWAYS go awww. That would have never happened five years ago ;)

Other interesting things about me

1. I can do a Rubicks Cube in 5 minutes.
2. Usain Bolt is my new favourite athlete.
3. I own over 200 DVDs.
4. I'm a pretty big reader but lately books have bored me. Anyone got any ideas?

Right, well, that's pretty much my first blog out of the way. Phew! See ye next time.

Sexy Irish Leprechaun