January 31st – Party time
Ok so here’s the story. We had planned to go to Derry, meet up with Becky (Pictured later) and head out to the pub with her, and any of her friends that had decided to arrive. The details she handed out, we’re slightly sketchy.
However, when alcohol started being passed around… and cigarettes were abundant, when the music started being turned up, and there was a pistachio shell fight… it seemed very unlikely that we were going to leave the house. So we all settled in, drank ourselves silly and had a fantastic old time.
And I got pictures.
Thomas and Mary (And sort of Becky, right side of frame)
Stu and Lorraine. Might not be Lorraine… I’ll check it out and let you know.
More drunken madness after the jump. Its totally worth it.
January 30th
And now we’re up to date again. I’m not starting fashion week again, I just thought I’d show off one of my suits, I’m going to a party tomorrow. Might wear this, might not. A dark shirt would look better and twinned with a light tie… perfick.
Want to know what I was doing today? Then read on after the jump.
January 29th
Thursday. Still cockeyed, mad at the social welfare board.
If anyone from the social welfare happens to be reading this, I need another means test, I’m living on 30 euros a week here. Fuckin’ broke as shit.
Hair had a bit of funk to it… shower time.
January 28th
Wednesday. Backdated, the same as every day this week.
A little crazy eyed.
January 27th
This is Tuesday.
Was in a bit of a mood on Tuesday. Again in the kitchen.
January 26th
Backdating all of this weeks pictures. This is Monday.
I’m in the new kitchen. Like it?
January 25th
Oy… This whole 365 project is tough, and moving is really screwing up the schedule.
Here’s today’s picture.
Beard growth is coming along well isn’t it?
Filler Day 7, 24th of January
And for today, have one of my favourite pictures of me.
I call it the Prize-fighter.
“I’ll have at you, you scoundrel!”
Guess who got mentioned on national radio?
That’d be me. I was mentioned on the Ray Foley Show yesterday.
On Today FM, one of the national radio stations of Ireland.
So there you go. Minor fame. Don’t discount local publicity outside of the internet.
Hundreds of views in a single day, due to a little mention on the radio.
Thanks Ray.
Well… that was an interesting week
Ok so first off, I haven’t been able to take pictures this last week, haven’t had a camera or Internet. I’ll do something to make it up to you in the coming weeks, I’m open to suggestions. It has been a seriously tough week, being without Internet, scraping by on what little money we had, just trying to stay warm in the coldest house in Letterkenny during the worst weekend (weather wise) in years. It’s been hard, but it’s been worth it.
I’m out living with friends, we’ll have Internet very soon, and a phone, and my money will be sorted out very soon. It’s all going to be ok…. I’m sure of it. Right?
Oh yeah, my pocket watches arrived during the week. They’re nice. A little small, but nice. Good, solid… bullet proof.
When all my shit is sorted out, and I can settle down for 5 minutes I’ll get everything back on track.
-The Mad Carpenter
Filler day 6
It seems as I get more and more into this, I realise (No American spell check I will not put a Z in realise) that I’ve missed quite a few days. I’m really going to have to take my camera with me everywhere.
Yesterday A shaved head, today; a shaved face. Opinions?
Filler Day 5
So here’s the debate of the day, shaved head with facial hair (Me)
…Or shaved head and face, Christy – on the right.
Filler day 4
Stupid friggin’ formatting.
This picture of an example of why you shouldn’t take pictures during a drinking contest, when you have a vendetta.
Filler Day 3
This is one of my many faces of frustration.
My hair looks great doesn’t it?
This formatting is pissing me off.
Filler day 2
A decanter that only holds a pint? A military Beret?
Are you mad David?
….Clearly.
Filler day 1
Ok, so I hate blank spaces on the callender. And I said in a previous post that I’d fill in any blanks with pictures from my past. So The 17th.
I look like a leprechaun, and I have a bottle of delicious whiskey. So goes the 17th. Maybe the 17th of every month should be Whiskey day… must write that one down.
Flying car off to Timbuktu
Oh you are going to love this one. I know I do.
A FLYLING FUCKING CAR is setting off from London to Timbuktu in Africa.
Some complete nutter decided to build himself a flying car. And it works so, naturally, he’s flying to Timbuktu to prove his point. This is a fabulous innovation and crazy people always get the best things done. I’m immediatly a big fan of this guy, because he’s a self tought engineer, and I’m trying to be a self tought carpenter. I’ve got an affinity to this dude in a big way.
The nutter element of society: those guys trying to build the space elevator, flying cars, the fellas farting about that designed atomic bombs and neuclear fusion…
Men in Sheds: Changing the world since the wife told them to stop using the kitchen table as a work bench.
January 16th – Moving Day 1
Rushing around, packing shit up. Getting together some essentials to take with me for tonight. Then I move the bulk of my stuff tomorrow. Oy… It’s gonna be a long weekend up on Long Lane.
Might be incommunicado for a while. I’ll update whenever I can.
Don’t break anything while I’m away.
Day before moving day(s)
Hello there. I’m moving tomorrow, and Saturday.
So here’s today’s stressed out packing picture. I may be offline for up to two weeks. I’ll keep taking the 365 pictures, but I may have to post them in bulk.
Wish me luck. Fuck me… I’m going to need it.
If you happen to have a few hundred dollars lying around…
Feel absolutely free to buy this for me.
No pressure or anything, just mentioning it in an off-hand sort of way.
Isn’t it just fantastic? Picture me riding around Letterkenny on that, wearing a top hat and tailcoat. Help make the world a weirder place. I’m performing a public service really.
