This corridor of sinks fucked my head

Who thought The Strokes would be the most political band in 2026?

Here we are so. I haven’t watched the finale yet.

I’m at a wedding rehearsal next to The Pitt hospital. I’m going to go walk there. Stay tuned.

I was at a very Glasgow wedding yesterday where it felt like they played about eight Gerry Cinnamon songs. I had a really itchy nose all day and was paranoid people would be asking me for coke.

Artemis II was great because it was just scientists doing cool things and no dickhead egos figureheads or profit as the end goal.

Do you know… nobody listened to The Cure 20 years ago. A big lull in popularity. I remember getting made fun of. Ok bye.

A moon mission and the looming threat of nuclear war is very 60’s of us.

I want to be an astronaut.

One of the things I like about Artemis II is the complete lack of capitalism involved. Just a mission. In space.

Watching smart scientists support astronauts break records whilst naming new craters on the moon after loved ones versus “he used to call Biden retarded” all at the same time.

Absolutely buzzaldrining with all the moon stuff honestly.

“I was in Japan for six days. Here’s what I learned… “

Just shut the fuck up and enjoy your holiday.

Biblical hailstones on Easter Sunday in Dublin. Inshallah.

I like how they start a rocket ship like a gas cooker with the spark plug.

Nearly physically bumped into the Taoiseach of Ireland on the streets of Dublin earlier. I had just purchased a couple of chicken bites from a Spar deli, but was slightly aware that 9:20am was a bit too early in the day for them so I was quite tense during the encounter.

I’ve been saying Inshallah a lot recently as a bit, but I think it’s been working 🕋

In the fancy coffee place and startled myself and the barista by saying “Guatemala bean” in the strongest Glaswegian accent. Factory settings restored temporarily.

Some Irishslop for ye

Some nice uplifting reading in my wee holiday cottage.

Japanese web design is the exact same as it was 15 years ago when I lived there which was already the same as it was in 1996.

My wife doesn’t seem to realise that I’m funny.

Sssh they can hear us talking.

I’m not into generic marriage patter, but 100% a wife will wait until a husband has *just* sat down to request them to go fetch something like a donkey boy.

Oh baby got myself a big work promotion and a business class honeymoon coming up in the next few weeks. Everything is completely fine and will go according to plan.

Skin melts down my face in a nuclear winter as I watch an AI slop video of Epstein dancing to Espresso.

Going to start referring to Spar as the bodega. Good bit.

Fucking hell got drunk teenagers already pissing outside my door at noon on Paddy’s Day.

Back in my day we would at least wait until the parade was over.

Two best actors weren’t even nominated.

Ireland should let Scotland win once.