Archive for November 24th, 2008

Nov 24 2008

Liveblog Fail

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Okay, they may have made up for it this week, but that doesn’t detract from their massive fail.


G & C, you’re fired!



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Nov 24 2008

Apprentice Week 10 – The Live Blog

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This week, Gav over on EveryDayIsElectionDay is running the live blog. I’ll be there, wearing bells. Will you?


Reminder: this week’s Apprentice starts on TV3 at 10pm, which means if you are planning to watch 24: Redemption tonight on SkyONE, you’ve got a problem. I say root through your attic and find some old dusty VHS tape and see if that video recorder still does its job. Of course, you could also try using that new fangled SkyPlus remote you got last year but are afraid to touch in case you break something…



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Nov 24 2008

Why, Oh Why, Oh God Why?

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Nov 24 2008

Heath Ledger – Best Supporting Actor?

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Heath Ledger as the JokerWell, we knew it would come, but now it’s official – Warner Bros. has begun pushing Heath Ledger‘s performance in The Dark Knight as a contender for Best Supporting Actor at the Academy Awards. I happen to think he deserves the nomination and perhaps even the win. I loved the movie and his performance in it was nothing short of spectacular.


So, now that the dust has settled on his demise and the movie is heading towards DVD, do you think he deserves the Oscar?

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Nov 24 2008

The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of

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DreamsOn Friday, a colleague of mine told me about a dream she had the previous night. I was in it. As was Lottie and strangely, so too was Darragh, who she has met only twice.

 

Doyle had gone missing and was possibly kidnapped, so Lottie, Co-Worker and I headed off to America to find him. When we got there, it turns out he was in hospital. Seemingly, to help people, he had donated some unusual organs that only he had. He died, of course, and this made us furious. We were angry with all Americans and blamed them for the death of our friend. So, to seek compensation, we went to one of those places that turns the ashes of the dead into jewellery (this service actually exists) and demanded that they turn the ashes of Darragh into a ring.  They apologised and, to make amends, agreed to do it.

 

They created a giant diamond ring (the size of a large watch) and with that Claddagh Darragh Ring, I proposed to Lottie and she said yes. Incidentally, all of the Americans looked like stereotypical Irish people – pale faces, curly red hair and freckles.

 

So, there we have it. What do you make of it?

 

Btw, this morning I see that my co-worker isn’t the only one dreaming about me – Jo is having dreams about us too.

 

 

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