just to clarify, when you are splitting the G on a pint of Guinness you are not splitting the harp. it‘s called splitting the G, the G of the Guinness needs to be split.
go to the bar, get a draft guinness in a branded pint glass and drink to the middle line of the “G” in 3 sips. if you miss the line, you can get another one and try again. If you get it dead on you can celebrate by getting another one. -Corey
the simplicity of exploring around on Google Earth meets the infinity of local radio from every single pocket of the globe. the thrill of the hunt and the joy of just hanging out. it doesn't get better than this folks
it's only like 11°C outside in Dublin right now but the sensation of sunlight helps to elevate the cruel existence of Computer Work. so, fuck it! balcony season! allowing the Macbook to experience its true natural habitat of Somewhere That Isn't My Desk has made me a bit more appreciative of its possibilities. last summer I took the idea to its logical end point and brought my cheap usb dj controller out on the balcony with me, recording DJ sets for nobody in particular on my headphones as the sun sets. those days approach once more. now if only I could solve the glare problem
