For a while i thought, whats the Fuckin' point

But there's a point, there always is you know, when you look hard enoungh, and i really didn't look that hard, but i did look, so with out further adu

The point, or just walking on your tippy toes, you have to admit, it is a point and a pretty lame one at that, but good photo




Cast your eyes on a barber shop in Poland

Oh look, she's calling me in for a cup of tea


Not too much off of the top


It's important to rinse


Could he be heading to the army ?


Great success, he feels like a man (with a man's haircut)



Step 2 Enjoy your life

Now that your enjoying yourself (If your not you might have to go to Step 2 again)


Interesting fellow i came across

Interested yet, i thought this was good, i might do the same if anyone else that myself read this blog (I did start this blog in case i wasn't feeling too good one day and could give myself a laugh) check his fans

Would you like to complain without getting too upset or pissing people off and get what you want. Want ? I want ! What do i want ? I dunno, what ever i can get ?
Thy shall be done


Interesting little thing about being happy

How cool, like music ? Me too check this music site with free streaming music


Still not happy ? Give this a go

I got that Monday feeling, I planned it, it happened and it's not over yet !

The Encampment ... each tent contains an art installation that recounts stories of the people that were once confined to
Roosevelt Island, New York




Plan your day


Saw a video on the net today (Nobody rents them anymore) about planning your day today and it was interesting, hmmm it was interesting, and it was much more, that that (searches brain for word brain says 'No, no word, try again later)

Here it is:


Well if you plan your day tomorrow the day before when you sleep, your sub concise and you concise mind will work to make it happen (Cool huh, i know pretty dumb word)

Makes sense, because that’s what i have been doing for the last few weeks (not including getting pissed, that just happened, because i let it happen, and i had fun, cant be sure if other people were having fun, maybe fun is the wrong word, Erra, fuck all the words)

The word 'Fuck', want to know something interesting? No? Well I’ll tell you anyway. I looked up 'Fuck' on Wicki pedia and got the following, check it out.


Uttering such profanities will never be the same, they never are, when you think about it, don’t think.
Listening to a Drum and Base Essential mix, reminds me of the 'Cheeky Mondays' in Amsterdam, i can just see the Scottish guy, what a laugh (Well not really, he made me laugh, he made the chemicals in my brain laugh, but this is not saying much, not much at all really)


Mitch Hedberg Spills His Guts



The end..... for now

Got the Tattoo finished, but that’s not the end of it….

This is how i looked hanging out in Quito Ecuador, one of my favourite stalls is behind me, Roast pork with potato cakes, yum yum !!!



Well I really do feel like George Bush with his ‘Mission Completed’ speech.

Went into the Sin E pub for a quiet pint only to meet a German guy enjoying Beamish and then I met a Welsh guy. The German guy went home for a sleep then he came back, then he went home then he came back, then he went again, where did he go you say ? Feck knows.

I went for a beer with the Welsh guy, one for the road, I walked, he got the train to Cobh, off I went home.





Called into the Cummins place, shouldn’t have done that, all is forgiven now I think, it was the wild west came to suburbia. Part of the reason houses in the area are worth what they are is that you’d think people like me don’t live there, but I do, well not full time, I have my moments and yesterday would have been one of those moments.
I let slip i was going to run though their orchard, er.... naked, and i still do, and probably will (But no one is supposed to know), it's true what Eminem says 'Maybe there's a little bit of Slim shady in everyone', i wonder if i can find my Slim Shady receipt, could i bring it back and get something else instead, like some knitting needles and make socks for homeless people

As Kurt Vongart would have said ‘…and then the bad chemicals in my brain came out’, they seem to live a life of their own.

To morrow I intend in doing more painting, a sort of ‘I wont be doing that again in a hurry, I’ll paint all that side of the house’ sorry, which is true (Around now, what ever time it is on some unknown, yet to be discovered galaxy, which shouldn’t even matter, because you cant go there anyway, looking no touching’, this much is true or maybe not entirely true, but maybe a bit truer than all the rest of the other stuff I’ve ever said in my life, or maybe I’m just writing all this garbage an what I really need is a full stop and move onto the next topic of conversation.


I've heard of the choreographed stuff they do in Korea for their great leader (He told me to say that, so it must be true)

Note, this is no animation, they are using their clothes, inside and outside of their clothes, unbelievable, just imagine the amount of time they spent rehearsing after work while people here are putting their feet up to watch 'Coranation Street' and have a cup of tea after the dinner (with a little chocolate biscuit, lovely)

Not for these people after work it would be noodles then off to the stadium to have someone up on high shout you (not god)

Tuesday's with Kieran

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Renowned aerial artist John Quigley, who has created similar aerial human images in the Artic and the Amazon, at the hill of Tara




Now for some interesting stuff about ireland.....oh yeah, that they want to destroy it, as we know it, or maybe as i know it and i'm not the only one, its what people do after all, i think it's called 'Human nature'

Well since i havent written much about the interesting stuff about Ireland and since i didnt know much about interesting stuff, i thought i'd be better informed before i woke up on Monday (Thats tomorrow) and i'm running out of time, so too is Tara, its literally the heart of Irealnd before St Patrick came on the scene causing trouble.

They want to build a road through it because to a guy in an office in Dublin looking at a map of Irealnd thinks it's just a load of fields belonged to some old farmers that would rather be drinking Guiness that putting on their welly boots and chasing after a load of heffers in a bog, No, no, no, no, no !!!!

This is the section i like to call 'Interesting things', which you'll find out is true, pay attention and sit up straight

In the 19th century, the Irish Member of Parliament Daniel O'Connell hosted a peaceful political demonstration on Hill of Tara in favour of repeal of the Act of Union which drew over 750,000 people, which indicates the enduring importance of the Hill of Tara.

During the turn of the 20th century the Hill of Tara was excavated by British Israelists who thought that the Irish were part of the Lost Tribes of Israel and that the hill contained the Ark of the Covenant

The most familiar role played by the Hill of Tara in Irish history is as the seat of the kings of Ireland until the 6th century

At one time, it was a capital offense to make a fire within sight of Tara.

Further reading can be found on the following:

Hill of Tara

High king of Ireland

Druids

Tara info site


Sign the petition: Online

More observations and maybe a little bit of truth

Well boys and guirls




I seen some things in my time but when i reached for my notebook to note 'Warm up the search engine' as a little bit of wit to remmember for a rainy day from Mr Tom Robbins i find the following, note the last line 'Life is unpredictable......dont fuck with it'

Yes boys and girl's i said that, me, Kieran James Patrick Christopher (I picked the Christopher name because of Dallas, but that's another story) O'Callaghan

I started the blogging because i thought if i ever was feeling depressed and i wanted a laugh, i could get one and read and watch all the kind of stuff i like and then things wouldn't be too bad, which they wouldn't be.

I will try and transcribe the note

HaHa, Do you know what i'm like, I'm like a fierce invalid home from a hot climate
Except i wasn't, not yet anyway

I woz..... where woz i
I woz in Denmark, I woz in Dublin, I woz in Wexford
I went home to only talk to rudest fuckin tattoo artist
(if you could call it that) in the world (yes...... i made it......
Anything in life is achievable )
'Life is unpredictable......dont fuck with it ?'

The end
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Interesting use of the ? at the end, is there a hidden meaning ? Hmmmmmmm

Anyway to OSHO

OSHO - Strange Consequences - Tom Robbins is a big fan

Observations on life

A letter i wrote to Jill who converted me to Mr Tom Robbins, this says some of what i want to say, so why rewrite it all again (Hi Jill, you've read all this, just read the pictures this time., then go for a little 'Nanny nap' afterwards, after all it's a free country )





I've been updating my blog (Up until i got home to Cork) after a few beers, since my brother sleeps in the room with the computer, this has not been the case.

Glad your happy about me being converted to Mr Robbins, now reading about a white trash character lusting after his step sister (Naughty Naughty) i cant even tell anyone about it (Even thought i do anyway) without sounding like a pedophile (i sound like a pedophile while telling this story, but it's funny the way he tells it, i just sound like a... well you know)

So anyway... i decided to make some notes yesterday after i got home, they told me i had enough in the pub, if only Guinness didn't taste so good...... anyway i decided to make some notes, and i did, today i saw the first page and thought 'Fuckin' hell' and threw it in the bin, and went for a walk to get a Jumbo breakfast roll (Irish breakfast in a roll) but after all my walking i didn't feel hungry (I had a big feed last night). After much pondering and amusing myself on a beautiful Autumn morning, i decided to go home pull the crumpled up piece of paper from the bin and re file it in my brain as 'Class' and 'Brilliant'

If only i could write like that without beer, i'd kick Mr Robbins ass, or get committed to an Asylum, or both.

Without further adue

My notes to you are on the blog, it starts out 'Hey Jill' and i haven't a clue what the rest of the rant is about.


Just a while ago i found the second page, i just got invited by 'some guy' to a blogging conference, sounds exciting doesn't it ?


Peace out


K

P.s.
I think my writing block has been cured..... i feel like the time i was in the middle of deep passion with my first girl F. and my favourite tape came to the end. I offered to change the tape over and all i could hear was 'Don't stop' and you'll be happy to hear i didnt, and i'm not going to hear either and you'll probably be happy about that too.

One of Tom R heroes is Osho, thats on the blog too, it's all on the blog

Tattoo so far

Yummy yummy, fish anyone ?

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Got arount too vriting and ut's not wery gut

Do yourself a favour and dont read any of this, if you have to, read the pictures, you might feel the better for it

Jesper for Kashmir















The other kind
Good guy Jesper



I know it's been nearly a month, but it's worth it, i hope

I know i am, i'm sure i am, i'm H-I-P-P-Y

I was going to update this blog, and going and never did, i did update the photos, more than half, very cool.

It all started with a tatoo, which i got extended today, bigger is better, for some
then I met a guy in the pub and he told me to go to Copenhagenm on the cheap, and i always thought i would have to go there on the not so so cheap (Which i didnt, in the end) and so i went. And do you know what, i like it, or it likes me, whatever, it was good, Oh so good.

Highlights would include:
Meeting Jasper from Kashmir (see photo's)
See Rocket brothers


Before that meeting another Jasper, that pointed the other Jasper out, started out having a chat and 12 hours later believe it or not we were still hanging out, or maybe not, but it's true
Going to Roskilder
Leaving Roskilder and going to Ahus
Taking photos of the festival party in Ahuas
Not Taking photos of the festival party in Ahuas
Cycling on the same free (City provided) bicycle in Ahus
Meeting good people
Good times and not remembering good times

Seeng the Viking ship in Collins barracks in Dublin
Going to Wexford
Going to Waterford and doing the tour and seeing the Viking history and not so Viking history

A picture will tell a lot of words, or even a 1000, i dont know, but i took over a 1000, so be your own judge, be my guest.

Got a tattoo and went West

KOI TATTOO - Probably surprising to many westerners is the large of amount of ancient myth that surrounds these beautiful fish in the Orient and their elevated status there.
Generally known here as the brightly colored fish that are common in public ponds and fountains, carp (koi is Japanese for carp) can be found in colors that include white, yellow, gold, a deep orange, and some are even calico-colored.

Particularly beautiful specimens have been known to fetch prices in excess of half-a-million dollars from private collectors who specialize in their breeding and showing. However, the koi is more than just a colorful and collectible fish. It is also one of the most popular and beautiful of Japanese tattoo symbols – a beauty which belies its symbolic meaning.

Although Chinese in origin, the carp is now widely celebrated in Japan, particularly for its manly qualities. It is said to climb waterfalls bravely, and, if caught, it lies upon the cutting board awaiting the knife without a quiver, not unlike a samurai (warrior) facing a sword. This theme dates back to ancient China, where a legend tells of how any koi that succeeded in climbing the falls at a point called Dragon Gate (on the Yellow River) would be transformed into a dragon.

Based on that legend, it became a symbol of worldly aspiration and advancement. Eventually, the stoic fish came to be associated with so many masculine and positive qualities that it was appropriated for the annual Boys' Day Festival in Japan where even today colorful, streaming koi flags are traditionally displayed for each son in the family.
In tattoo imagery, especially in combination with flowing water, it symbolizes much the same: courage, the ability to attain high goals, and overcoming life's difficulties.

Start playing this
The Higland Sessions (2): Suil A Ruin


Well, boys and guirls, since I last left you, hang on, I need to check this one…
Right, Cork got beaten by Waterford and the following week Waterford got beaten impressively by Limerick, well done Limerick.



Then I went West, turns out it works out cheaper than going to Amsterdam and places like Spain, way cheaper and lived like I was 70 years old and retired, but not quite dead, manys a good tune was played on an old fiddle, never really quite imagined meself playing the fiddle or violin, the only difference I think is the type of music played on them, but anyway for 6 days I was retired out west and the difference between having a good time and a wet time is a golfing umbrella, all you need is to get one and you’d never know what a rainy day is about i.e. not getting wet.




My daze consisted waking up, having a pot of tea, putting on the shoes and strolling over for the paper, coming back reading the paper and consuming more tea, having a bit to ate as the man said, going for a walk around lunchtime, maybe 10 kms to the next village listening to music no 70 year old would listen to having a Guiness or 2 (or maybe 3) and strolling back, lighting the fire, reading one of many books, then watching a movie, then see you tomorrow world, which I always would, I’m not that old you know !



Walked to Inchegela 3 times, walked back twice and over the O’Leary way, very nice.
The barman and proprietor, Joe Creedon put me on to a book I’ve always wanted to read about Celtic Spirituality ‘Anam Chara’, translates as ‘Soul friend’, I’ve always understood ‘Anam’ to be name, but it means ‘Soul’ and I suppose when you dive in, it makes a lot of sense, don’t go changing into your swimming attire just yet though.

Called to Art, the old Dutch guy up the road who as he describes it, his own piece or paradise, yep I’d have to agree, just yourself and a few goats, no cars and the like.
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Got the first part of my tattoo done, getting it finished tomorrow, got some stuff together for that, so if it comes out good, it won’t be a complete fluke.
Started reading Zola’s ‘General’, very good, need to set a bit of time for that task.



Saw John B Kanes ‘The Matchmaker’, it’s about courting for boggers before they had nightclubs and you could pay a guy and he would tell you which person would be good for you, without even talking to them, and it was staring ‘Miley’ from Glenroe (Old irish soap opera series)

Across the road they had ‘Music on the hill’ (Good title) but for me it was ‘Music across the road, which it was, well anyway they had the ‘Black sea don cossocks’, some really amazing voices, has to be the best part of ‘Multiculturalism’, you get to see different things, not just the guy down the road singing after a few pints, because they were from Russia, so they wouldn’t know anything about the Irish goingons, because they’re not from here, the’re Russian, didn’t I just say that ?

Went to see ‘The Importance of being Ernest’, great show, which it was, I knew that, if memory serves me, Susan was being a bit under the weather because she is a bit of a ‘Daddys little rich girl’ and wasn’t going to be entitled to a grant, awwwwww. Flash backs of Annie ‘…the sun comes out tomorrow’, get on with it !!

Went the Bantry masters festival and saw Steve Cooney among other’s, quialty, quality, quality is all I can say, ok so, quality, do you need to hear it again ?

Put some ‘Magic beans’ on my Facebook profile and I did get an offer from some guy
Goodday to you Seller, I want to know if this particular Item is still avaliable for sell, If yes then i will like to buy it from you and you should he me send it to me sister In california. She is handicap, so i will like the item to be ship to her door step. Please calculate the shipping cost and add it to your Item fee. I will pay for it as well.

This is how i would look on the Simpsons


Didn’t think that would come to much, how much are Magic beans worth these days, especially with the world markets being in the state they’re in ?


Now watch this, it doesn’t have any sound, the boys order a shot in barcelona



Vivian from the Galapagos on the beach

The Spanish connection

Little miss Queensland and meself


Well after transiting through Holland and Paris I arrived in Spain, Gerona to be exact and since I didn’t call ahead, made things a bit complicated, only a bit mind you.

I learned quickly that there is no prefix of [0] in mobile numbers for Spain and hence couldn’t get through to Carlota, the girl I met in Columbia.
I found the hostel recommended by her, it was full, I went next door, it had rooms.
I went for a walk and found an Irish Coffee bar, haven’t seen one before, so it was special, I went in and didn’t order coffee.

Graffiti in Barcelona


Went kite surfing, or should I say I tagged on and that I did. After the dinner date number 2 and getting an earful all day about how I snore it was time to part ways, and off I went, I was free from other peoples problems and it felt so good, I was free.

You: So what did you do with your new found freedom you ask?
Me: I went and had a beer ‘The solution and cause of all your problems’ as Homer might quote

Then I went off and slept in an Orchard, there was a tractor roaring around, so I went for a walk, when I came back I saw this tractor with full beams come tearing up the orchard spraying and was off another way, it only took me about 10 seconds to locate my bag (which should now be insect free for the next 6 months)

Next day I went strolling expecting to find a bus, no bus, walked a long way, it was nice, easy to see I had left Holland, if you don’t have a car in Spain you’re a big nothing.

Ended up at a costal town called L’Escal, dived into a field along the way and had a sleep in a Hay field, it reminded me of a book I once read called ‘As I walked out one midsummer morning’, the book is about an English guy who walks around Spain, eating bread and cheese and drinking red wine and sleeping rough.

English girls on the party bus


The weather won’t kill you, its 28 degrees at night. Sort of European Beat generation with lots of very descriptive explanations of the Spanish countryside, Fuck off, it’s all Brown, there’s only so much you can say, it’s brown, all of it!

The next night I thought, ‘Erra I’ll rent a tent’ and so finally found a place, the charge was going to be £56, bit steep, but show me the tent, finally someone pointed at a bit of brown dirt on the ground and said ‘You can put it there’, yeah but where is the tens, no we don’t have tents, Ahhhhh, I was out of there.

That night I had a £1.80 bottle of table wine, went and had a beer in an English pub where everyone was watching and commentating on 2 dogs playing in the bar and left, they did forget to charge me too.

Slept under the stars again, I was free as a bird.

Next morning I went to Barcelona to meet Jon from Sydney, he was in Madrid. I got a basic room in a place called ‘French Hostel’ and hit the streets.

‘What a city’, ‘Fuckin’ hell’ were but some of the thoughts flashing through my brain.
I love the back streets and squares and old city, couldn’t help but think, how can 1 city have so much and we’re starving for this in Ireland, and probably just about everywhere else in the world too, truth be told.

Highlights would include
I booked a cycling tour and all times I could go, they couldn’t go, and the last time I was supposed to go, I got lost and missed them and as it turns out, I could have went a shorter way, if I could follow a map, which I really cant, so I didn’t, and I missed the tour ok ?

French guys on the party bus


Went on the party bus, good craic, met lots of people and ended up at a club (For everybody) where even the DJ was bored out of his tits, he really was, I laughed, but we all have to make money somehow, hmmmm somehow.

Went into a bar where all the drinks were displayed like the stock exchange and drinks not selling well came down in price, great idea, I’d be hanging out for a bargain, ‘Corrs light has hit rock bottom, errrrr Coors Light is hitting rock bottom, you’d have to pay me there to drink that love’

Had Coffee (Cheap too .90 cents, not like rip off Ireland), Tapas, Watched he rad skaters and boarders and practiced a bit of Spanish

Tommy Tiernan

Went on a pub crawl and met a couple from Cork who thought I looked like Tommy Tiernan, ahh, no lads, i couldnt, but he is popoular, so i suppose it's not too bad.

What else, met some Irish boys that thought they were going to be mugged by the hookers on the Ramblas, yeah nice by day, dangerous by night.
Went to the Picasso museum, lots of naughty pictures, naughty, naughty!!

Finished reading the City of gods novel, epic read

Missed the Cork V Waterford game, I was transiting through London Stanstead, got to the hostel in Dublin and tried to watch it in the hostel.

Upstairs they were watching Ferris Bewlers day off, downstairs this chick was watching CSI Miami and then informed she wanted to watch ‘Criminal minds’, I did well to say nothing, it was only the best game of the year that everyone was talking about and the game itself is our national game and is 2500 years old and oh yeah is the fastest field game in the world ( nearly forgot that bit)

I was scratchin me nuts walking through the Kilnenny Castle grounds and i looked up


I wonder will they be watching CSI Miami in 2500 years, will Miami even on the map?
Flash back to ‘Catch 22’ conversation between and old French man and a young American guy "The frog is almost five hundred million years old. Could you really say that America, with all its strength and prosperity . . . will last as long as . . . the frog?", further reading ?


Back in Dublin, went to Kilmainem Jail, Saw Bully’s Acre

and then I went to Kilkenny and stayed for 2 nights, great night life and managed to see the Cork V Waterford game.

Longest running session in Kilkenny, every Monday night for over 20 years



I was very happy, the score of that game was 3-16 each, the replay is on today, today will be a good day.

Peace out

Something in between that i've wanted to do for a while part 2

Photos i found on Found Magazine

Seems like a nice fellow, sometimes it doesnt hurt to try new things


Now i starting to hate Tim too


Good one, i like


Tell it how it is



I would say 'Obey and conform'


I love this one about the Stud, only because it's true


Sometimes you have to advertise for business

Something in between that i've wanted to do for a while

I call this piece 'Photos i've found that i need to stick somewhere and i'm sticking them here, Ok?'



This one is called Vivian on the beach, and as you can see that description is pretty accurate, eh ?









Shots, dont forget to wash your mouth out !!!





I like stories too, Very true indeed




We're all friends, you can tell by some or all of the smiles


I feel like this sometimes