I had aspirations of running a marathon since my mid twenties but every single time I got into the rhythm of training my knees, back, or hamstrings, or something else got screwed up and my running came to an abrupt end. (more…)
Standing on a bin in Shop Street waiting for the Galway Girl street performance to start, I spot local author Ken Bruen with his daughter, Grace, in the distance. Excited, I crack off a shot as they walk towards me and then veer into McDonald’s. … Continue reading Bin Standing, the Bruens, & Galway Girl Street Performance
Instantly captivated by the sight of this little family of swans, I resolve to observe them for a bit. They are: mommy, daddy, and four babies.
“I forgot the tickets,” he cried in a voice thick with a desperation akin to someone helplessly watching their beloved about to be ploughed into oblivion by a tractor. “Are you f***ing kidding me?” I ask. “No,” he says, “I’m serious.” Seeing as how I … Continue reading Brotherly Love, Leo Varadkar, & Bruce Springsteen