Carl [kahrl] -noun
1. A strong, robust fellow, especially a strong manual laborer. 2. A miser; an extremely thrifty person. 3. A 25 year old Irish guy with too much to say and not enough people to listen.
No longer shall I trudge around on my brothers piece of crap bike. I gots me a new one!
Comes with all the usuals, from alloy break things, to full suspension, to self-launching rocket pads. Well… I actually know nothing about bikes, but it does look pretty cool!
It came boxed up and needed assembly.
Thankfully, my dad was on hand with his magic tools to help! (Sorry dad)
20mins later… it was ALIVE!
I’ll probably remove this bell. It’s fairly pathetic. I need to get a horn off a monster truck or something…
And now, for some random angles and close-ups.
I’ve taken it on it’s maiden voyage, on my 2mile track. Didn’t kill me, so I guess we’re gonna be friends now.
20 followers may be a small number on the grand scale of the internet, but considering I don’t know most of the people following me, it’s a great honour to have you on board, following some unfit irish guy.
So thanks to all of you, and a special thanks to all those who have recently been “recommending” my blog via this link.
I guess there’s only one way to thank you guys right now… with a thank you photo. :o)
Apparently, the ash covering Ireland and the UK is making our sunsets look more spectacular. You judge for yourself.
The quality isn’t great because I took these on my phone while cycling, and the landscape isn’t the best since I was cycling in what is basically a dump, but when you look to the horizon when it’s like this, I think you can excuse that.
… and decided to steal my sisters’ hairband. Most of you on here wont know I used to have longish hair, then had it all shaved off. I’ve hated it since then and have been waiting for it to grow back to its old glory.
So to reflect on my lack of exercise yesterday, here’s a bunch of photos of my hair, totally unrelated to what this blog is supposed to be about. It’s also a post to please the 2 or 3 members who have asked me to show myself more often.
Lots of you have posted close-up photos of yourselves today, did I miss a memo? It’s cool seeing y’all look so smiley. I can’t take those photos without looking like a pretentious twat.
Replying to all these messages from people asking to see more photos of me is getting a little tedious. So I’m doing the 30 Day Photo Challenge all in one go and leaving a link to it on my blog. After this, NO MORE.
1. your facebook profile photo
2. a photo of yourself a year ago
3. a photo that makes you happy
4. a photo of the last place you went on holiday
5. a photo of you
6. a photo that makes you laugh
7. a photo of someone you love
8. a photo of your favourite band/musician
9. a photo of your family
10. a photo of you as a baby
11. a photo of your favourite film(s)
12. a photo of you
13. a photo of your favourite book
(Not actually this book, but the whole Hitchhiker’s series)
14. a photo of one of your favourite family members
15. a photo of you and someone you love
16. a photo of you at the last party you went to
17. a drunk photo of you
18. a photo of one of your classes - frisbee class
19. a photo of you on a school hiking trip
20. a photo of something you enjoy doing
21. a photo of you standing up
22. a photo of your town
23. a photo of you posing
24. a photo of you that your hair looks nice in
25. a photo of a night you loved
26. a photo of your favourite week
27. a photo of last summer
28. a photo of what you ate today
I CANT BE ARSED.
29. a photo of someone two people you find attractive
30. a photo of you when you were happy
From now on, if you want photos, LOOK THROUGH MY BLOG.
As stated yesterday, I have decided to go hiking every day for the next 40 until I head off on holiday.
So… what do you wanna see? I’m going to bring my camera with me as often as possible and take a few snaps to share on here.
About 80% of the Americans I know claim to be Irish in some shape or form and tell me of how their families “are from the O’Connor clan in county Cork”, as if we actually have clans here. :o/
Do any of you think you have Irish heritage? Any counties here you’ve been told your great grandparents lived? If so… let me know, and I’ll take the train there and take some photos and show you what the place is really like.
Either reply to this message or drop a note in my Ask Box and I’ll see what I can do.
I’m paraphrasing a couple of questions in my ask box, pretty much asking the above. I wanted to answer in a new post instead of a reply, because it’s easier this way to post photos.
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The one time I ever made any effort was when a friend of mine needed a model to turn into an old man for her make-up design college exam thingy… well, she made all the effort, but that’s not the point!
This is how it turned out (I even got to wear old man clothes!)
The 2nd part of the exam was giving me a fake burn.
I then went on to spend the rest of the day with the hair as it was. I loved it.
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As awesome as it was, that was just a once off. My favourite usual costume is my hippy/jesus/indian/weirdo thing.
First time I wore it, I showed up as a hippy, but there was a guy dressed as a priest there and he kept referring to me as Jesus, so it stuck.
You can see my hippy drum thing resting on the table there, while I beat up this young lady. I also had hippy satchel-thing and hippy flute-thing. Oh and hippy jewellery. You can only see my neck, but there were tons of things on my wrists. They’re actually right in front of me on my cork board… i’ll take a photo…
At this particular party, I went around stealing everyone else’s stuff.
Lollipop
This guy
And then I stole a pirate hat and become hippy-jesus-alcoholic-pirate guy.
But it all got a little too much for me in the end…
