Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Thoughts from Ireland

I'm over here for the week, taking some great photos and enjoying Guiness's home court advantage. Here are some thoughts:

  • I keep looking the wrong way when I'm crossing the street. It won't be long before I'm hit by one of those double decker buses.
  • Black and White pudding isn't pudding. I'm not sure what it is, and if you know don't tell me. I have a feeling it's like Lamb Fries from Funny Farm.
  • The women here are beautiful. Maybe it's the lilting accent or the pale complexion with the raven dark hair. I think they're just being nice to the dumb American.
  • Watching the Olympics from a Great Britain point of view is weird. I've never seen Badminton on in primetime before.
  • The train crossings here stay down for a long time before a train goes by. I mean like at least 5-7 minutes. This wouldn't stand in America as we're impatient bastards.
  • Something about seeing an Oscar Wilde play in Ireland is cool.

Off to the Horseshoe bar and to meet a bloke for an interview.


The Ten Angry Men said...

In Ireland, pudding = the Soylent Green of the animal kingdom

maikib said...

holy crap... badminton? and i though the olympic coverage in sydney was weird... at least they were world dominant in swimming (thorpedo, anyone?). oh, good times to look forward to indeed.

Hero to the Masses said...

Thanks for the heads up on the pudding. Of course this is after I've eaten it, so maybe I should consult you before leaving for any trips.

Anonymous said...

Uuuhhmmm! Tasty black pudding! How good those oats taste with that blood from a pig.