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	<title>Tales Of The Gurrier</title>
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		<title>Crossing Paths</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ Wandering in the city today, tasting the air. Down Henry Street you can feel this thing gnawing down on the citizens. Grinding down the haircuts, shortening skirts, exposing skin and prejudices. Watching the drunks, the junkies, the pickpockets. The Henry Street hawkers and walkers.
This street vibrates at a crossroads. A heat exchanger for the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/08/26/crossing-paths/</link>
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		<title>The End is Nigh</title>
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Photo owned by  Gene Hunt (cc)
Well, that about wraps up my month of daily postings here on the blog. It was fun and a bit taxing, but a good way to kickstart the year. It cleared out the old brainpipes and purged some half baked ideas I had floating around in there.
I&#8217;ll be posting [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/02/04/the-end-is-nigh/</link>
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		<title>Welcome to the family</title>
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To the newest Murphy.
Eldest of this next generation, you will glimpse the future before all others who follow on.
You will hear us give advice and make your own way anyhow, and be all the better for it.
You will grow up in this new century and think us throwbacks from the last one, old and quaint.
Your [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/02/03/welcome-to-the-family/</link>
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		<title>Snow, Snow, BLOODY SNOW!</title>
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It&#8217;s proper snow here in Dublin tonight, the first proper snow in these parts for many a long year. Other more momentous events are happening too, but more of that anon.
Snow always reminds me of this clip from The Young Ones. The one where they are broke and Neil makes &#8216;risotto&#8217;.
Good old Youtubes, dontcha just [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/02/02/snow-snow-bloody-snow/</link>
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		<title>The Cabinetmaker</title>
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Photo owned by  back_garage (cc)
Him upstairs is drilling again. He&#8217;s been drilling for five years. FIVE BLOODY YEARS! Chris thinks it may be body disposal, but that bastard Struthers has put it in my mind it&#8217;s some gimp suited horror and his perverted sex drills. I was ok when I thought he was carving [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/02/01/the-cabinetmaker/</link>
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		<title>The Dark Brat</title>
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Of course, it is well known that before my  space program days I spent some time in the U.S.  Until now that period in my life has been classified information. I can now reveal to the public my involvement in a top secret super-soldier program run by the Reagan Administration to create an army of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/01/31/the-dark-brat/</link>
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		<title>The Single Malts &#8211; Talisker</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8216;Single Malt,&#8217; were there ever two more beautiful words in the English language? The single malt is the king of whiskeys. True appreciation comes only with long years of intense and strenuous practice. I present my small collection of single malts in no particular order of merit and my tastes and experiences are purely subjective.

Talisker, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/01/30/the-single-malts-talisker/</link>
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		<title>One giant leap</title>
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It is little known that in the early 80&#8217;s I was selected to become a member of the Irish Child Space Program. Here you see me about to embark on our first mission to the Moon on the lunar orbiter LÉ Muirchú.
The catastrophic results of those early missions are still classified material and the the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/01/29/one-giant-leap/</link>
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		<title>The Eyes Have It</title>
		<description><![CDATA[SCENE: A cafe in Tallaght.
THE GURRIER and THE GIN LADY sit at a table, drinking coffee. A conversation drifts over the quiet hubbub of the cafe.
LADY 1: Yeah, I&#8217;m gettin&#8217; mink eyelashes put on.
LADY 2: Mink?
LADY 1: Yeah, they&#8217;re mad expensive so they are, like €200.
LADY 2: €200?
LADY 1: Yeah, I want the pink ones [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/01/28/the-eyes-have-it/</link>
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		<title>Political Perversions</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have avoided posting on Irish politics these last 18 months, as it has been far too depressing a topic to face. During that hiatus many, many, grossly unpalatable and disgusting behaviours have been proudly exhibited by the shower of clueless, lumpen, fuckstibles on Kildare street and foisted upon the unfortunate public as evidence of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2009/01/27/political-perversions/</link>
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