morning.
Sometimes December 30th approaches and we feel like we need to reflect on the year that is just coming to an end. Not this time. I am not in the mood to reflect or reflect. If I were deeply involved in the mirror industry, I wouldn’t be able to escape, but since I’m not, no one can force me.
But that’s not the world I want to be a part of. We’ve all taken for granted how the Big Mirror has become such a fundamental part of our lives. Bathroom, hallway, living room. They are everywhere. automobile. Even bicycles these days. Some of them anyway. I reluctantly admit that the guy who made side mirrors for bicycles makes me smile. This may make some sense, but as someone who has ridden a bicycle for a long time, I understand it.
I think back to the days when I would cycle from my home in south Dublin to the gray business park in the north and wonder how I didn’t get into a serious accident. I certainly didn’t have side mirrors, but I can tell you that the city’s cycling infrastructure wasn’t what it is today. There were no bike lanes or anything like that. It’s a road that battles cars, buses, trucks, vans, articulated trucks, motorcycles, mopeds, ambulances, other cyclists and pedestrians. And taxi.
Have you ever seen a scene in a war movie where a fighter pilot commits a murder and then stencils the plane next to him? I swear there were taxi drivers who did the same thing but had bikes on their car doors. I know some people who ride bikes don’t really pay attention to the rules of the road, but most of us (mostly) do. And here’s the problem. I am a very fragile human being who uses the strength of my own muscular thighs to propel me. Commute – If you drive a Toyota or Peugeot and smoke John Player Blue, you can sit there and pedal lightly to go at high speeds. Just relax.
I can also say this: a taxi driver almost knocks you off his bike as you’re pedaling on the dock, but you catch up to him and knock on his window, and he tells you to fuck off, and then you You can say it. Open the door and go in. He doesn’t really like it when you tell him to ‘relax’. If you ever find yourself in that situation, here’s some advice. I hope not, but if it does, boot him real hard because he’s stupid and deliberately swerved at you.
Anyway, look at my reflection. Those mirror bastards have done it again. I said I wouldn’t do it, but without realizing it, I went all in. At least not in 2024. If I were to pick a year for this period in my mind, I would say 1997 or 1998. It’s fair to say it’s been a good year for Arsenal. Especially the last one. 98.
Do you know what was number one at the UK box office when we won the title that year? I don’t know either. I will look for it.
Scream 2. That’s enough. The film knocked Titanic off the top spot after being number one for several months. I’ve never seen it. I feel like I know how it all ends, and to be fair, it’s not good for a lot of people. When you send a submersible to the ocean floor to photograph the wreck of the Titanic, what’s the one thing you never see? skeleton. Where have all those people gone? Food for thought, right?
Anyway, that’s a very morbid way to end this blog post. So let’s go back to May 1998 when Martin Tyler scored Tony Adams’ goal with ‘Can you believe it?!’ As if he couldn’t wrap his head around the idea of ​​a great professional soccer player scoring a goal. Should we blame him for the continued tendency of commentators to come up with lines that go viral? maybe.
I mean, when some people were on the field and thought it was all over, it wasn’t even a concept. For now it is. I think 1966 was a simpler time. There were probably a lot more chandeliers than there are today, although not as many as mirrors. And if that doesn’t sum it all up, I don’t know what will.
Have a nice time.
