You could offer to bring her go karting and tell her your definition of Irishness. That would work.
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I was thinking more along the lines of saying "nice day", "busy?" or "any plans for tonight?"
Or if I was feeling adventurous, "you have a really nice smile".
But I think the first three options would be wiser.
Ask her hows her growler.
Then dance for her, incorporate at least two slut drops in the routine.
Then lick your top lip & give her the gun fingers.
and dont forget the wink
https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/i...2KBIbY-BJrVhWA
She kind of looks like Jessica Chastain.
Anyways, I'm not going to keep going on about it.
I'll have all of you driven mad.
The George defaced with homophobic graffiti and swastikas.
http://www.thejournal.ie/the-george-...00304-May2017/
Still remember when my mother thought it would be a good idea to bring me in there because I needed to use the toilet.
All these years later.
I like cake. Cake is good, and I like it. I thought you all should know, lest someone should ever enquire of you "what did he like?", and you can respond "cake. He liked cake."
I have decided to go with "How are you?" , as the other options sounded too rehearsed.
If she responds positively, I will move in for the kill; if she responds with monosyllables, I will cut my losses and retain some semblance of pride and self-respect.
I will let you know how my attempt at seppuku goes the next time I see her.
Warts and all.
After the gun fingers, there will grow a silence.
Embrace that silence, become it.
Hold her gaze, silently.
Then as it reaches nervous levels.
Nod at her, nod once.
She'll follow you outta the place.
I went to the George once, as an adventure, scope out something I simply didn't understand. Walking into the toilets and finding a endless row of entirely unused urinals, and an endless row of extremely busy cubicles, was just weird. I bucked the trend and went for a urinal.
I wasn't raped or anything.
Went there once because a friend of mine knew the bouncer and got us in for free.
Only thing that struck me was the wide range of age of people in the bar, from late teens to approaching retirement. Wouldn't see that in too many other places in Dublin city centre.
Oh, and someone pinched my arse at the bar. I'm counting that as a win.
I wish women were as assertive as gay people in letting you know they like you.
Remember going to the gay bar in Cork one time - only time I've ever been to one. Can't remember what it's called - The Oyster? The Ostrich?
Anyways, twas after a UCD game in Cobh a few years back. Went back into Cork to meet up with @ndy's - once of these forums; he's living in Cork for years now - for a few pints. Anyways, it was Hallowe'en, and Andy had this idea to go the gay bar cos it was fancy dress, and would be a bit of craic. He and the girlfriend - going to a gay bar, as you do - went as Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungen.
UCD, of course, wouldn't be known for our stellar away support. There was two of us meeting up with Andy after...in matching UCD jerseys...suddenly dragged out to a fancy dress gay bar...
Actually the other thing that struck me about the George was how polite everyone was, I was able to get a drink at the bar without seething with anger at being snubbed by the pr1ck barman ignoring me, people didn't bump into other people in that obnoxious way they do in the cattle markets, and people actually said "excuse me", "please" and "thank you". It was a long time ago now, mind, after it was weird, but before it was "cool".
I also went to a club in Leicester Square one night, with a sister-in-law and her friend, who were either bi-curious or raging lesbians (my gaydar is virtually non-existent). We got stocious drunk on shots and they buggered off and left me, and that was fine, I love people-watching. The only place I could hang out was by the cigarette machine though, which resulted in my getting hit on a couple of times. I was never hit on by anyone, soI also counted this as a win. :)
The barman was pretty apprehensive when my mother ordered a Coke for me, because it's the done thing to order something if you are going to use the facilities, but then he was probably wondering why a mother would bring their 12 year old son to the George.
I've often wondered about difficulty values in recreating dance music songs using normal instruments. Something so digital and so programmed could provide a challenge.
So, at the weekend, I got a spare two hours or so to see what I could throw together quickly before heading off to work on Saturday night at a gig.
Of the hundreds of massive club classics I could have picked from the last two or three decades, I decided to pick 'Children' by Robert Miles seeing as it was recently posted on here after he died and it was already in my head. Sort of a perfect chance to test it out really.
Today, I got off work early and picked up the kids early from their Grannys and thought it would be a nifty idea to base the 'Children' video around them 'playing' the instruments.
This is what I came up with. Every sound is played by an actual instrument and nothing is programmed digitally. There's drums, bass, guitars, mandolin and keyboards in there. See what you all reckon to it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iT_wd0Z4aZU
Details man, don't leave us without the full fallout.
What did you end up saying ? What did she say ?
Electronic instruments and digital means of musical production are every bit as normal as non-electronic instruments. :o
Anyhow, this may be of interest:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xs3BXVTF7mw
It's a nice cover. Coincidentally, I was at Jenny Greene covering '90s dance anthems, accompanied by the RTÉ Orchestra, in Dublin a few weekends back (the concept was similar to the BBC's Radio 1 Ibiza Proms) and they actually happened to cover 'Children' as well. Here's an earlier live version from Electric Picnic:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jh3m_NfWHOw
There's still some digital production in that, as well as in the BBC Radio 1 show above, but I thought it might be of interest anyway. The Radio 1 show's version of 'Children' is at 11m30s, by the way.
I didn't say anything. That's the problem! We're never alone. There's always another member of staff there, and it's a tiny off license as it is.
Momentum is important in these situations. It's a whole week since she stared at me and I haven't got the opportunity to gauge the situation further.
I feel the momentum has been lost and cannot be recovered.
What really annoys me is that the only reason I didn't flirt with her after she stared me out is because her friend was there.
Now, every time I go in there when she's there, there is always another staff member there, so she's more bashful.
It's always her and somebody else or somebody else on their own.
It's cruel!
Nice one, yeah I was aware of the orchestral versions alright. Pete Tongs are a million miles more impressive than Jenny Greenes. I don't like that she used digital drumming in it. Sort of killed the live vibe for me. Still impressive though.
I have great respect for someone who takes on a task as big as that where it could really fail miserably quite easily.
Sort of like TOWK and trying to speak to a woman.
Just talk to her ffs...grow a pair of balls.
yep, friend of mine knows the producer on Nicky and Jenny on 2fm, she told me.
There's another possibility in play here though that maybe TOWKs doesn't realize. Perhaps. Is it that she is just nice to everyone? That it's in her job description? Did you ever see the South Park episode where Butters goes to Raisins? Kinda like that.
Having a working brain cell or two, I did think she was just being polite to me the first few times I met her - until I caught her mentally undressing me.
That may very well be.
But to be reasonable, let's put you on the couch for a second if we may. I've often thought over the years of reading your comments that you may be a person who sometimes engages in a Psychological heuristic known as "Anchoring".
I have concerns that you assess things to fall within the constraints of how you want to see them, as opposed to the actual reality of the situation. I would also say that you sometimes have issues with your Amygdala. You seem susceptible to certain things and I wonder if it is always working properly. None of this is even remotely a criticism, and I'm rooting for you here. It's just good that we all know the truth about ourselves and how we perceive things. I would like to see the situation for myself. She may be in a totally other realm of reality within the same situation that you are. Frankly, I do fear it's possible. You should be aware for that possibility is all I'm saying, but also maybe treat it as a harbinger of a more serious issue if it does not play out the way you want. CraftyToePoke (Or IceMan to his friends) is a genial, well respected wing man. Maybe he could be present for this at some point and offer his own diagnosis in person. Or, we could just call Dr.Peepee.
Just some things to consider.
Tl; dr
You're probably the last person I would solicit advice from on this issue.
I'll have you know that in between posts on here, LeTang whiles away the days visiting sex acts upon a string of booty call beauties, acts the likes of which most fellas would be embarrassed to ask a sex worker for.
That and blazin' blunt after blunt.
In the sun.
Kris's sexual prowess is the reason I stopped going to Crackbird. I've seen things in that place I can never unsee.
I'm not going to psychoanalyze someone who holds no discernible interest in football yet spends an inordinate amount of time commenting (or trolling) on a football site, coming back under a different pseudonym in order to do so - suffice to say it doesn't look good.
If he spends this much time talking to himself here, imagine how much time he spends talking to himself on forums for things he actually holds interest in.
#justiceforcrosby
#nocraicbird
Just back from 3 days in Vegas. Has anyone been recently?
What industries thrive in Vegas apart from gambling?