It was Shit...
-T
Monday, June 15, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
My 4D Experience
The scene was set. The Building works had finished, the refurbished building standing tall, proud. Poetic in its own right, free from its shackles of scaffolding. The words "4D Cinema!" emblazoned across its chest....
It was in fact Irelands only 18 seater 4D cinema. 4D, is the combination of 3D and what is advertised as moving seats. Still enthusiastic, I, we, entered and paid our due, received our 3D glasses and entered the screening room.
There was most definitely 18 seats; big tall yellow ones, two crescent formations of nine. We buckled up. Literally, there were car seat belts on the seats. We were told to hang onto the bars on the sides of our seats for a better ride experience.
Its at this point things go from unknown expectations to shit. The screening started, but the lights never went out, so I was constantly seeing the seats in front of me. Apart from the distraction, this ruined the illusion that I was actually in any way moving, as I could see the seats in front of me motionless. I have had more need for a seat belt in a reclining office chair. The cunning ploy of only tilting the chairs backwards, in order for them resuming their normal positions to equate to forward motion did not humour me at all... A baby kicking the back of your chair on a flight would cause more motion and excitement, and oddly less annoyance.
The glasses were terrible, the fact they fell off constantly didn't seem to matter as they didn't work in the slightest and didn't even fully cover my eyes. The unenthusiastic murmurings of fellow riders became quite distracting, but as they grew into conversations, they became more interesting than the "ride" itself. In fact I began chatting myself, but not to myself.
It was after a minute I realised I was still holding onto the side bars; after letting go, the ride did not dramatically decrease in quality. Liars. Its also worth noting, puffs of are were sprayed into your face, as if to imply speed... it was just cold.
The ride lasted less than three minutes, and cost five euro. And was shit. But the sheer hilarity of sitting in a room with vibrating chairs, music blaring, blurry images in your face, trying to talk to someone made it all worth it, at least for the story to tell...
How tacky the writing on that building is now....
PS
We were meant to be in a race hover car thing in a futuristic hover race, with huge jumps and such. I presume we won.
It was in fact Irelands only 18 seater 4D cinema. 4D, is the combination of 3D and what is advertised as moving seats. Still enthusiastic, I, we, entered and paid our due, received our 3D glasses and entered the screening room.
There was most definitely 18 seats; big tall yellow ones, two crescent formations of nine. We buckled up. Literally, there were car seat belts on the seats. We were told to hang onto the bars on the sides of our seats for a better ride experience.
Its at this point things go from unknown expectations to shit. The screening started, but the lights never went out, so I was constantly seeing the seats in front of me. Apart from the distraction, this ruined the illusion that I was actually in any way moving, as I could see the seats in front of me motionless. I have had more need for a seat belt in a reclining office chair. The cunning ploy of only tilting the chairs backwards, in order for them resuming their normal positions to equate to forward motion did not humour me at all... A baby kicking the back of your chair on a flight would cause more motion and excitement, and oddly less annoyance.
The glasses were terrible, the fact they fell off constantly didn't seem to matter as they didn't work in the slightest and didn't even fully cover my eyes. The unenthusiastic murmurings of fellow riders became quite distracting, but as they grew into conversations, they became more interesting than the "ride" itself. In fact I began chatting myself, but not to myself.
It was after a minute I realised I was still holding onto the side bars; after letting go, the ride did not dramatically decrease in quality. Liars. Its also worth noting, puffs of are were sprayed into your face, as if to imply speed... it was just cold.
The ride lasted less than three minutes, and cost five euro. And was shit. But the sheer hilarity of sitting in a room with vibrating chairs, music blaring, blurry images in your face, trying to talk to someone made it all worth it, at least for the story to tell...
How tacky the writing on that building is now....
PS
We were meant to be in a race hover car thing in a futuristic hover race, with huge jumps and such. I presume we won.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Now's the Right Time for a Good Song
There's no other way to say it: The summer holidays are almost upon us. For some, it means nothing. Just three months of endless work during days of untold beauty, when the sun shines on all living creatures, or at least those not in a cramped, grey office.
Yes, truly, the summer is hell for people who aren't me.
This sumer I plan to do some light work, mixed with going to some gigs and who knows, maybe persue a project or two!
Aaaaaaaaand I've nothing left. Good bye.
Yes, truly, the summer is hell for people who aren't me.
This sumer I plan to do some light work, mixed with going to some gigs and who knows, maybe persue a project or two!
Aaaaaaaaand I've nothing left. Good bye.
Friday, February 27, 2009
You walked right into that one...
The Samsung Blue Earth Phone, I want one.
Its solar powered. But it begs the question, how charged can it get, if its always in my pocket. So that could lead to potential unreliability and uncomfortable calling positions (like the one I was in with your mam! OUCH!) and you'll probably have to take into the account whatever completely unreasonable price they'll charge you for it... But, It'll all be worth while when it tells you how many trees you've saved.
I'll leave you with this question.... "Are there intercom systems and bells in schools for the deaf?"
Adieu,
IRSocrates.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
What the....OW!
I made the tea. For those, everyone, who doesn't know I love for and off tea. I crave it. The day was spent waiting for that first brown drop... So I made it. I then sat down. Got comfortable and was about to sip, the first sip(which is later relevant) when I felt a hair in my mouth. That's just terrible, and it was getting worse and worse and I couldn't get it out and it was even sliding down my throat. Horrible.... BUT THEN! My dog jumped onto the couch, knocked my elbow and knocked the, evidently as scalding as it was unsipped, tea onto my chest. It really hurt. AND I had to arse myself to change. Jesus. what a day. But I'm beginning to become disappointed that that is the most eventful thing that has happened to me in the past while.
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