Ok maybe this is a more fitting end.

your all fuckin wild.

sorry for upsetting you danny.

eoin.

An open letter to Eoin Murphy.

Sandymount,
Dublin 4.

04 October '07

Eoin Murphy,
Toronto,
Canada.

Dear Eoin,

What the fuck man!! I've said it before and I'll say it again... I am finished with this website and no amount of virtual bullying is going to change my mind. However, I do feel I need to comment on the lovely image you have so kindly decided to share with us.

The picture is a very disturbing glance at a side you have obviously hidden very well for years. While i don't think that this particular site was the appropriate place for you to expose your forbidden pleasure (something like www.imabitofapuff.com may have been a wiser choice) the fact is that you have and it does raise a number of questions, such as;

• where did you get that mask?
• is THAT how you roll in Toronto?
• when did you learn to read?
• when did you start wearing womens underwear?
• when was the last time you washed the underwear?

Lastly -and i really cant stress this point enough, If your girlfriend doesn't mind you wearing that mask to bed you've got much bigger problems than not having a blog to read.

OMG! like.... zing.

Your friend,

db.

not golden mate... tarnished

Danny is a CUNT.

It appears that the long summer of drink drugs and womanizing has caught up on troubled writer Danny Browne (db).

Rumor has it he is off to a rehab clinic in Nevada to recover and regroup with some of Hollywoods A-list rehabers.. Danny who has been known to polish off 6 bottles of Heineken and a pack of cigarettes with great ease.. is truly in need of a break, NOT.

get a grip man.... you lazy cvnt.

You've been great but I've been fucking golden.

There's a lot to be said about quitting when you're ahead -although technically I'm not really ahead of anything so I'm just going to quit before this all gets too tedious and repetitive. In case you find yourself feeling a little nostalgic I'll keep the site up and running for as long as possible.

Summer's over douche bags, deal with it.

Painting (which i really like) is by Jack Vettriano (who cant do faces) and has something of Sandymount strand.

It's been real -peace and love bitches.

db.

Electric Picnic.

I Finally got around to uploading a few images from Electric Picnic.

More here.

db.

Ruaridh, Laura and Kate.

I don't really do sincerity all that well but in this case I'm going to try and break the habit of a lifetime because this is a really big deal.

Ruaridh has a habit of making everything he does look easy. He is an imensly talented guy with a very bright future in front of him who also happens to be one of the funniest people i've ever met. Although i don't see him nearly as much as I would like to these days he remains one of my favourite people. So sincerely... congratulations, best wishes and all that jazz to an old friend and 2 brand new ones.

db.

Paul Finan full stop.

At least we hope he can manage a full stop. Paul (courier code name: 'Orange Bastard') starts work as a bicycle messenger today.

As with his driving he is useless on a bike unless he is heavily intoxicated so he has picked up a blender and come up with a rather unorthodox eye-opener for consumption on his way to work: 10 pressed oranges, chickpeas, lentils, seaweed, 2 bottles of Buckfast, a gram of MDMA and a pair of shredded tweed pants. Apparently it's a similar brew to the one Floyd Landis was sucking on last year as he ascended the French Alps at an average speed of 72kmph. Breakfast of champions -and cheating kvnts.

db.

Exotic Tree Trail.

Thanks to Ben Mullen for the image and Gerard Adriaan Heineken for the booze.

db.

Happy-out.

David Morgan (Ben Mullens B. Arch-nemesis) had his second-first day at UCD yesterday. Another really great guy on another big adventure.

For those about to spend the next 5 years studying architecture, we salute you. Now go steal Bens notes.

db.

It's how he rolls.

Ben Mullen (B. Arch?) had his first day at the University of Limerick today. Best of luck to a truly great guy. We're all very proud of you dude -now go get your geek on.

db.

E is for Electric Picnic.

Where to start? What a weekend. Everything and anything and more. Electric Picnic 2007 was pretty close to the perfect festival weekend. Tip of the hat to Aiken (now only part-time evil bastards in my eyes) and everyone else involved for what was a very well organised and orchestrated event.

Pictures to come -I'm still too tired.

Peace out.

db.

Yo la Tango!

Now this is more like it.

It's one whole year this saturday since Declan Giles picked up this little piece of football history -in portlaois of all places. Thanks for the image Deco and a vey happy birthday Mr T Pasadena.

db.

High excitement.

Electric Picninc has everyone running around like a bunch of 12 year olds on a trip to Clara Lara. It also means that September is almost upon us -scary how quickly time passes.

Coincidentaly this is the 100th entry on the 'blog'. To celebrate here is a picture of Astrids arse.


db.

The aurora rising behind her.

Courtesy of Rachel Browne. Pier lights and carnival life on the water. The Boss would be proud.

db.