the nomness

So if I’m celebrating all things Irish (and by things I mean menfolk, and by celebrating I mean thinking-naughty-thoughts-about), sooner or later I’ll have to deal with the U2 question, so why not now. U2 is an outrageously good band, but a band that has remained completely asexual in my head. I take [...]

“Liam Neeson, quite frankly, is sex on legs. Always has been.” Halle-bloody-Irish-lujah. (btw…say irish-lulah outloud, like right now. awesome) Somehow I do not remember him from Husbands and Wives (one of my favorite of Allen’s more serious ones), but IMDB tells me he’s in it. No, it took Schindler’s List [...]

I figured it’s only right to start with a controversial choice. Peter O’Toole is, quite possibly, not even Irish. Perfect; this is the sort of Irish I can ease into. Ahem…
A lot of my noms are of the black & white variety and you just can’t deny what some men look [...]

So Effbit has all eff’d back to the motherland for a wedding. The fact that neither of us is in NYC right now is making me crazy even though I obviously have no purchase with which to cause a ruckus. Still…with my crazy recent britfest (now entering the Netflix TV mini-series phase), if [...]