Flying Ant Day 2010
Whenever I encounter Flying Ant Day, I stick it on the blog to check the date's movement from year to year. Today was flying ant day in Artane and the Docklands. The rest of the country presumably keeps to its own time.
Art, media, opinion and ideas
Whenever I encounter Flying Ant Day, I stick it on the blog to check the date's movement from year to year. Today was flying ant day in Artane and the Docklands. The rest of the country presumably keeps to its own time.
At the end of My Liveblogged Year, I promised a follow up on my evolving opinion of Liveblogging's form and promise. This post is not that article. Instead I'm reacting to the announcement of the GoogleTV service.
I have recently spent more time than is healthy flicking through the suggestions proposed to Your Country, Your Call, Ireland’s latest doomed exercise in Magical Thinking. They are hilarious, of course, but there’s a desperate edge to much of my laughter. Because the ideas are not just stupid.
My mother will be exhibiting at this along with the other Fine Art Printmakers who work out of the Print studio in Airfield House. The exhibition details areAirfield Studio Exhibition of Fine Art Original Prints at Airfield, DundrumExhibition opens at 11am untill 5. 30pmSaturday 12th December.
Harry McGee is the hot young thing of the Irish Times political reporting staff. Having proved his thrilling modernity by running a blog while working for the Examiner, he moved to the Times and was one of their founding Politics bloggers. He lists amongst his interests on his new site 'New Media and Technology'.
You know how it is. You get up every morning, wanting to make a difference. You slog through day after day, scanning the horizon for any sign- any clue- that your work is having an effect.
Last week, a Judge in Louisiana refused a marriage license to a mixed race couple. In the ensuing furore, he was careful to make clear that “I’m not a racist, I just don’t believe in mixing the races”. To which one can really only respond, “But that’s what racism is, Jackass.
In contemporary Ireland, when one beer-sponsored festival has barely ended than another begins, to the extent that one is barely aware of their existence, it is easy to remember that these things used to be a big deal.
I don't usually post about my day job here (or at least not about the inner workings of the McGarr Solicitors office) but I did want to say something about the launch of Personal Injury Ireland. com this week. You can read E.
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