Die. Virtually. Reanimate. Be a full-time advocate for Zombie culture and traditions.

My friend has caught some evil flu or Covid situation so I have a spare ticket for this if anyone’s looking for one

Anyhow. Trust always makes me feel better. open.spotify.com/track/05fdo4...

Thus far and no more. Beards and me don’t get on. I’ll donate a few bucks to cancer research. yoi can do the same for my pain.

One of those months when I’m at odds with the world. I’ll post a beard pic when the sun returns. Stay safe and be kind. Slán.

Good for him… but seriously, the age limit? It’s an anathema in the 21st century. People are living longer, writers are emerging in their 50s, 60s and older. And more importantly, women who take time out of their careers (and aspirations) to raise families are adversely affected by age limits.

Used the last of Steve McQueen’s floor just now. This is a piece of information that literally only three people on the planet will appreciate. And one of them is me.

You should be. Most of us were proud and thankful to call him our president.

So long Miggledy. You woz the bestest president of any country ever. Go raibh míle mhaith agat.

Bagged six 1960s solid wood, six-panel doors for €120 and I’m so happy. One for the new en-suite, two for the new press downstairs, one and a half for the new built-in wardrobes and one for the door to my secret dungeon where I keep the other of half of my brain… the dangerous half. Mwah ha ha.

Welcome to my world. #actuallyautistic

Drove through Ballybofey this evening, traffic slow as usual, meant I had time to look at the shop signs. Andies Supermarket needs the apostrophe that The Game’s Room doesn’t.

Found this plastic bait pot on the beach yesterday. Googled and it turns out there are quite a few arriving from Canada. Apparently, when contacted the owner had a good laugh. If it were me I’d be mortally embarrassed that my plastic shit is being washed up 2,500 miles away.

Poolbeg chimneys swathed in a smoke plume not of their own making.

And being sound, kind and on the right side of history, unlike the governments he had to work with.

Ah sure, judge, he’s a great supporter of the club and he coaches the under-fives and his father was a great GAA man and sure look it, ‘‘twas only a mild disagreement with the umpire and he’s from a fine well-regarded family and sure look it judge, the machete was his poor deceased mammy’s…

Being happy.

My Viking hands are itching like f*^k. Dupuytren’s is no fun. Damn genes.

Got mansplained when I suggested they weren’t straight enough. Ha! Who’s the loser now… random internet person.

With aromatic in one hand and basmati in the other.

Made some lovely sticky rice just now. Going to make some provo rice tomorrow in the interests of balance.

Went out for the day to Five Fingers Strand on Inishowen. Breathed deep the salten Atlantic air, walked the beach, let my mind drift .The dogs are exhausted, so are we, but we are happy. Peace to you all, may you find a Five Fingers Strand in your world.

I’m pretty sure my Great-Grandfather Francis would be apoplectic with the poppy shaggers. It would have been silent rage, though. After living though 4* wars, he was a quiet man who drank too much. *2nd Anglo-Boer, WWI (Ulster Division), Irish War of Independence, Irish Civil War. #remembrance

Went up the mountain in the twilight. The dogs were so happy. The Swilly looked stunning, little lights all the way up the shore to Port Salon. Inch was silhouetted and the air was still and mild. Didn’t take a photo. No point. You can’t capture Donegal with a camera, doesn’t matter how good.

Hey kids, we are a small Irish family business. We make lovely things by hand. Could you buy something so we can pay for our Christmas packaging? Thanks a mill. #Boycottamazon #shoplocal slated.ie Reposts would be fabulous. #SLATED

I’m sure beards get past the ‘tear your skin off’ itching phase. I only hope it’s soon. Anyhow, progress selfie on Monday. If you’ve a spare euro/pound/dollar/goat, please donate to cancer research for my troubles. Thank you.

There are only so many episodes of House you can watch before you want to shove his walking stick where it belongs.

What did Watson and Crick discover? Rosalind Franklin's notes.

Made leftovers soup so good I think I can die happy.

Aw, Swilly Bus

Does one deploy oysters or does one simply replace them?

He’s alive Jim, but not as we know it.

I guess he should know, seeing as he has one surgically attached to his arse. www.thejournal.ie/leaders-ques...

Ok so. I’m going start a podcast for autistic folk. Half an hour episodes of soothing sounds and silence without any irritating people talking about anything.

Oh. And the play is now called Robot Boy. For obvious reasons. I’m going edit and then I might do a digital version of it for online viewing. That would keep me out of trouble for a week or two. #actuallyautistic

You’d think, at the age of sixty, I could eat a bowl of soup without burning the roof of my mouth… you’d think that but you be wrong. It’s like I need someone to stand over me… Careful now, it’s hot. Blow on it. That’s it. Now you can put the spoon in your mouth.

One dog. #Cerberus wants sniffs so I better put my boots on. Might have to get Connie’s mink scar tattooed or maybe a black marker if the hair doesn’t grow back.

#FirstDraft. Woohoo #writing #playwright #Theatre

Autistic dude here. I might not be a medical scientist fellah, but in my own opinion which is just as valid as the medical scientist folks seeing as live with it, Autism is not a disorder. To me it’s an evolutionary pathway that diverges from the norm as much a blue eyes do.

Ah ha ha ha ha ha… spits coffee across room… ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… chokes… ah ha ha ha ha… vast sums… ah ha ha ha ha ha ha… Gobshite.

Much the anger this morning there is. The anger take and good use put it to.

Moon walking. Wandering in the dark, knowing no more of music than what you hear the air carries the sound of the oystercatchers and you think: Music! Your breath steams, hangs heavy and yet you don’t feel cold. Just the dampness. And the moon shines bright over the spirits of the air.

Oiche mhaith

Lovely quiet and peaceful evening… Feckin animals.

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F**k me. AK is on the right side for a change. Colour me shocked.

I hope you’re listening Simon Harris and Timmy Dooley.

Just had a lovely woman in our shop in Donegal, searching for her lost twin sister. Appreciate it if my Irish followers would retweet this. Thank you.

Back at it.

A bunch of militant terrorists including foreign mercenaries, arrested for planting a massive IED in an attempt to assassinate the king and his government at the State opening of parliament. That’s a great idea for a movie. Pity they got caught. Could have changed history.