I can’t make her real
Two of the deadlist music videos i have seen in a long time i post below. Their deadly (damn living a few weeks in Dublin has got me saying Deadly, arg) in the sense that we are brought through a journey from part one and part two and how fucking emotional and tearful would you feel after listening to them, well i feel it anyway.
Wipple
A Wipple, i think that’s what it was the doctor called it. It’s going to be where part of the pancreas is removed, the gallbladder is removed and some other stuff like some of the intestine is removed and then what’s left of the bowel is reattached to the stomach.
I wish it was as simple as just writing it above there.
What a fucking year!
The third one
3. I dropped my toothbrush down the toilet bowl.
Suffice to say i didn’t brush my teeth that night or in the morning until i got a new one.
3 things
Since Friday three silly silly things have happened which has led me to believe that the Sandy as i know her is yay Sandyish again.
1. I burnt my finger on a hot coal by stupidly putting my finger on it to move it as the fire had gone out and
i wanted to relight it…duh!
2. I ended up losing my car keys somewhere in my Dad or sister’s house.
3. There was another one i just can’t remember.
So anyway i left Sligo, had a great time, gigging Sandy is back, went to her first live pub gig in like it must be
years (where was i) and to start it of, it was back home in the local McGarrigles. The band Ezio were really entertaining, Scooby Doo impression was great 
Thanks to Rob for been so informative. Oh ya Rob’s latest post is deadly so go read it, the sexist and proud one.
A little something prickly from the weekend
