Oh it’s-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night we’ll hear the wild dingoes call
But there’s-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer ~ Dubliners
Passport to misery
So last week – Friday – the people working in the passport office went on strike because they feel they are been hard done by when the government cut their wages (they are public servants). Now I’m not going to go into my views on them and their actions. Instead I am going to comment on what I deem to be a great stupidity.
On Friday there were people queuing to get passports sorted – passports for a trip they were taking that evening/over the weekend/early this week – and then the office closed at 12pm as they promised. Then people started to get cranky and staged a sit in. The only people I heard/heard of on the news that night was the idiots who failed to plan their impending trip and then proceed to moan when this glitch happens. Hands up those who ever got a sudden present of a trip and needed to sort out your passport in a day? My hand’s not up! 99% of people know well ahead of time that they need to get a passport renewed. SO DO IT NOW! Not in the last few days.
This just showed to me that we still have a healthy population of stupid people, who also turn out to be moaners, in this country. What would they be saying if the power lines got dug up by mistake and no electricity? Moaning at some other angle. Now I am not blind enough not to notice that the media deliberately went out and found these people, but counting at least 4 ‘urgent’ cases on Fri and at least another woman on today mentioning something about her/her daughter being arrested if she didn’t get to her daughter, off foreign somewhere, I am assured that there were enough stupid people out there on the streets of Dublin and that I should avoid Molesworth street in case it is contagious.
Tag it!
This my motto for the next few days. Because I just don’t tag enough things, photos/blogs etc., and this does not help to get them noticed. I was made aware of this during a discussion on most viewed pictures in peoples flickr/pix.ie accounts. One guy had a picture of what looks like a pickled penis in a jar and as such had tagged it ‘penis’, along with other tags, this had got him 25k hits. I think this might work the same for posts – not that I am just going to mention ‘penis’ or ‘nipples’ and then tag it as such to get traffic, though I will just this once
– and so I should go back and tag my posts in the hope of other people viewing my posts, commenting and then me looking at theirs. BTW I do look at others, follow 4, not just blab on as if I am the most important thing in my world. I am always looking for new people/thoughts.
Experiment with failure!
Yes my ‘artistic idea’, I saw in London, fell flat. Not giving up on it yet but will have to think long and hard about how to get it to work…. watch this space.
More misery!
And there was more disappointment in the Rugby part of my life on Sat. Well it started good, my mother, her S.O., my sis, my S.O. and myself drove up to Dublin to watch the first 2 matches in the Porterhouse – enjoy a few drinks and good food – thanks Sis!
Then it all went shit, well ok not that fast – Wales v Italy… meh – we were taking on Scotland, beat them and we would win the Triple Crown. Now we should have been able to do that. Were we? Were we *^*^! Ok step back, 6 teams with Italy and Scotland generally being the worst teams, so we should have been able to beat them shouldn’t we? Grrr. And it was made worse by the 3 Scots standing behind us, becoming more and more delirious as the match went on, should point out we only lost by 3 points, but at the end of it all we lost and all I could think was “What the *^*^ were we at making such stupid mistakes?” But now it comes out as ‘Meh!’ Will worry about it next year!