Sunday, April 18, 2004
Good Afternoon my Irish Friends and Good Morning to the Army of New Yorkers my mother has been whipping up. A lovely Sunday afternoon here in Kilkenny. The River Nore flows below my window and the birds are singing in high Spirits. What a tranquil scene. What a contrast to last night. I had another of those lovely Irish nights where only drunkeness and mayhem happen around me. I won't moan as many are sick of it but I will tell you that while I was in a particular late bar in the city here a man who seemed to get a little pissed off I was around smashed a bottle on the table and started telling me to fuck off. Then he kept going to grab the bottle and then having second thoughts and going back to the verbals. In the end he ran off. Whatever, nothing happened in the end. But I could not help looking at the scenes around me as I walked back to the hotel of sloppiness with a critical eye once again. I have come to the conclusion that if you do not drink in this country there is really no place for you in a social setting after midnight.
On a lighter note. I love the smoking ban. I am a huge fan but I have a major problem with the odors. I know everyone is going on about it but as I have now gone out two nights in a row I am starting to notice that it is a real problem. Night clubs and pubs stink. It is amazing how much the smoke was hiding. The farting is now out of hand. I love a good fart but every 5 seconds you can smell farts in clubs now. It is disgusting. The BO is worse on the dance floor. I could not imagine what Sir Henrys would have been like during the smoking ban. Thank god that place is closed down.
I think we need a new ethic to come into the social way of being and that is that you must go to the toilet to have a fart and wait a minute before you come back out. You won't have to queue or anything just walk in drop one and give a little wink of relief to the various people in the room who will be doing the same thing.
My message to the Pub owners is that it is now time to burn essential oils or something. Spill a bottle of olbas oil or something because Puke just don't do it for me as an odor and that was a huge presence in my night last night.
Maybe I am just getting old. There were a bunch of 17 year old lads at the gig last night and they had never heard of soundings the poetry book. I am finding it hard to believe that there are people coming to my show that are from the next generation. Yikes.
On a lighter note. I love the smoking ban. I am a huge fan but I have a major problem with the odors. I know everyone is going on about it but as I have now gone out two nights in a row I am starting to notice that it is a real problem. Night clubs and pubs stink. It is amazing how much the smoke was hiding. The farting is now out of hand. I love a good fart but every 5 seconds you can smell farts in clubs now. It is disgusting. The BO is worse on the dance floor. I could not imagine what Sir Henrys would have been like during the smoking ban. Thank god that place is closed down.
I think we need a new ethic to come into the social way of being and that is that you must go to the toilet to have a fart and wait a minute before you come back out. You won't have to queue or anything just walk in drop one and give a little wink of relief to the various people in the room who will be doing the same thing.
My message to the Pub owners is that it is now time to burn essential oils or something. Spill a bottle of olbas oil or something because Puke just don't do it for me as an odor and that was a huge presence in my night last night.
Maybe I am just getting old. There were a bunch of 17 year old lads at the gig last night and they had never heard of soundings the poetry book. I am finding it hard to believe that there are people coming to my show that are from the next generation. Yikes.
