Alanna and I climbed the Great Sugar Loaf last Saturday, then hiked down into Enniskerry. Great afternoon!
The title, uh, says it all.
Blue eyes, red hair, big heart.
I have it, so eh, why not flaunt it?
Converging anticrepuscular rays and a forming lenticular cloud photographed from Churchtown, Dublin.
And this during our ‘conquest’ of Knocknarea.
We climbed up, got lost in a cloud, then climbed right back down. Then we had a seaweed bath which caused me to have a panic attack.
It’s been four years since I last processed a black and white image. Be gentle.
Spoiler: there were dolphins, and the views were as cold as they were spectacular. Naive and stupid as we were, we didn’t dress for summer on the Atlantic west coast. By this I mean that we should have dressed for winter on the east coast.
These photographs are presented with only light consideration given to their proper order.
We had showers and wind and rain and sunshine and rain and sand and rainbows and sunshine in the space of ten minutes. Strandhill is a truly gorgeous spot. Pointless cross-processing effects for the win. \o/
We shot in opposite directions, each telling the other to frigging move.
These are panoramas taken over the past few days in and around Strandhill, Co. Sligo.
There are seals and dolphins and Fastnet Rock in this photograph if you look!
I subscribe to the idea that we are the byproduct of a dumb, deterministic universe, although I stop stop of acceptance of full-on causal determinism. Everything, everywhere came about because the physical constants of the universe all permit stuff to happen. Worlds form, stars fuse hydrogen and galaxies fly away from one another into the […]
Subtitle: literally a white guy wearin’ a virtual reality headset. Google Cardboard is expensive as fuck in Ireland for no good reason. There are no Irish vendors who sell the cardboard headsets, and the single Amazon vendor who sells them demands €20 + shipping. Ebay? Four euro if I wait an extra week for delivery […]
I like my office.
Big cheers to Aafke, Eric, Petra, Sinead, Vlastik, who joined Eadaoin and I for a gratuitous start-of-summer dinner at the Cedar Tree Lebanese restaurant.
It’s saturated as fuck, but who’s counting? Killruddery House, Bray, Co. Wicklow.
Luas strike: Getting a bus like ‘The Hunger Games’ Mark Grealish, Windy Arbour, said his previous experience of getting the bus during a strike was like “The Hunger Games” and “way too hard”.
Influenza, the black death, the red death, greyscale, galloping crotch rot, cooties, leporsy. Call it what you will, death is nigh.
Every programmer writes this at least once in their career. def kill_orphans orphans.older_than_a_week.map(&:destroy) end
“Intelligent,” declared one. “Clever and driven,” said another.
In need of a beard trim, I entered a trendy new barbershop on Exchequer Street and requested one. They asked me for my name and email address.