On a note

Many happy returns to the Gearys, who celebrated another F Paul anniversary just yesterday, and to Duganovic.

Triple Chron

Drico had Nickatina on the iPod throughout the whole dinner. Refused to eat the chicken maryland. Just kept rolling these monster blunts and blowing the smoke in Dallaglio's wife's face, just smiling away. Shaggy very nice to everyone, doing card tricks and all. They lost Darce in the tunnel after the game. O'Gara flew out to Tampa. O'Connell was still fighting English fans in the stand this morning.

It's important to be nice, but it's nicer to be important

Ask not what you can do for the streets; rather ask what the streets can do for you.

That there may be a job in the city

The deepest crates reside in the dome, and the hottest track of our age was uncovered in just one such warehouse a few weeks ago by a Dun-dog evidently operating at maximum dig. Wishing I Was Lucky is the killer app the game's been waiting for since another young Dubliner discovered the Easy Lover 12 inch w/ Phil Collins "sublime drum programming" in a thrift shop next to Rhythm Division on the Roman Road, back in the days of UK garage. Dunners, your community salutes you. IRA! IRA!

MANUFACTURING INDUSTRY

When you wear a suit, you want that style to be matched by the sounds in your ears. The office is all around you. For this reason I'm starting a new "record" label, called MANUFACTURING INDUSTRY. Anything that sounds made for wine-bar and/or cocaine, especially white and neo-soul, is what we'll release. Inspiration should come from the Level 42 of Looking out for Linda more than the Level 42 of Children Say. Bear in mind, "Staring at the Sun" was written entirely in Ireland