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A fight between bodybuilders and transgendered women.. I had to see it sometime.
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Corporate Dubai
On the 18th of June I am heading to Dubai to intern for a company called The Hay Group. I’ve decided that it is a good time to buy some new “work clothes” for the occasion. I’ve been informed that the dress code is smart casual, but I am never really sure what smart casual is. If I wore something that I thought was smart casual, but in a really outlandish colour, is it still constituted as smart? The reason I ask is because I came across these legendary chinos sold by Ralph Lauren in this great red colour, but I am not sure if they would be acceptable. What do you think?
One Thing For Now
So the tables are are up and I’ve officially fallen behind in the post count. There’s some photographs I urgently need to upload but that is a bridge I will cross when I get to it, which could be soon. Summer’s nearly here and here’s how I’m going to usher it in:
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WITH THE QUICKNESS
Not everyone’s idea of a nice day out but parts of this burn too hard not to drop. FEAST!
Now, calm down.
Easy
Need a new Bow Tie?
Came across these sweet bow ties thanks to Swagger360’s post. These ‘ties’ are just insane, check them out on Mr Talented’s website (the designer)
THAT NEW NEW RATATAT
Herrrrrre it is. B Bear has been playing some real quirky nice electro, and with that spirit i lucked on coming across this new track from mad scientists Ratatat. Pushing it again, they’ve picked up SKILLS on their drums.
Apparently, there’s a question mark over whether this nutso video is real or fake. Figure?
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LE GRAND MAITRE FRANCO
Franco Luambo, the giant of Congolese RRRRRRRRRRumba has come to tower over many other heroes of mine as an absolute king. its worked on many a friend of mine as a soother, takin away that all-work-no-play blues all the kids seem to have copped lately. whether its total mastery or just chill is up to the discerning listener. But this is the first of many uplifters by Franco & TP OK Jazz. This week, Franco says “Be wary of AIDS.” A sound man is our Franco..
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COWBOY SOUL
Cowboy poetry? Yessir, cowboy poetry. One of my favourite websites – folkstreams.net – a must-check-it-out for american folk mystics, yeilded to me in my state of 6 am ale-induced haze an old documentary on some real cowboy culture. There’s definitely something mystic about it, these solemn, simple people. but not hick-simple, more simple-pure. Their way with the wide-open spaces around them, their way with women, their way with words, becomes real appealing through this. And the wit, its charming. Simply put, it’s too, too nice.
If your eyes and ears are keen ones, smack that link up and have a search for the ‘cowboy poems’ film. Its there. For the less bothered reader, read on for a poem by one savvy, beardy cowboy by the name Wallace McRae. It’s worth a Yeehaw.
The Sick and Indecent (Indigent) Roomkeepers
I was recently in Dublin for a lacrosse tour, and fortunately I got to spend a day walking around the city before the mayhem commenced. I basically walked aimlessly around the city, and looked up at the buildings, something I normally do, to get a feel for the city. One of the more interesting buildings I came across was this one.
I looked at it for a while and didn’t notice the (what I would have thought) was a spelling error. What really drew me to it was the typography and the way that they used the whole building for the information. I can imagine lots of people walk that route every day and don’t give it a second glance, which is a shame.
I looked it up when I got home to see exactly what a ’sick and indicent’ roomkeepers is. What it turned out to be in fact, is an Inn, for the sick and indigent, the oldest charity in Dublin, founded in 1790. So a very worthy cause, housed in a very cool building. Have a look here if you want to find out more.
So next time you are walking your normal route, take a second to look up, you might be surprised.
Keep it UJU
Master RAS
Fixing the Outdoorsman
I can’t tell if the title sounds like a euphemism or a metaphor or something, but I promise it’s not. All it means is that I got my mom’s old Ray Ban Outdoorsman fixed. These have literally been sitting in my room for 7 years and I just never got round to fixing them. Since I already owned two pairs of gold rimmed Aviators, I never got round to getting them repaired, but on one gorgeous sunny day I decided that these outdoorsman were different enough to warrant walking into town to see what I can do. Turns out it was easier than I thought. I walked in, asked if they had a screw for these, came back 10 minutes later, fixed, cleaned and looking beautiful, all for free. So really I had nothing to worry about all these years, apart from the sweet marks they leave on your nose.
