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Feb 14

Win money in a casino – without cheating

Posted on Thursday, February 14, 2008 in Little known facts

The following is taken from the book ’211 Things a Bright Boy Can Do’ by Tom Cutler.  All information taken directly from the book is marked by quotations, otherwise the material is summarised by Yours Truly.

Mr. Cutler gives the following advice;

  • “Learn the odds, which you can easily discover with a computer search.  Once you know them upside-down you’re ready to go.”
  • “Bet only when the odds are in your favour: so avoid the tables and target the gamblers.”
  • “When you do win, keep very quiet but when you lose, make a big noise about it.  This is known as the reverse fruit-machine technique.”

Find a loudmouth at a craps table who is yelling about fives and seeming to be in a gambling mood.  “You know that, out of the 36 possible combinations from a throw of two dice (6 X 6), there are four ways to roll a five.  The odds are therefore eight to one that he won’t roll a five, so you say: ‘I bet you four to three is isn’t a jolly old five.’ Chances are he’ll forget the odds and bet on his superstition, and you’ll win again.”

Mr. Cutler also provides tricks which you can base certainty bets on.

  • If you take a cigarette and wrap it in flattened cellophane leaving extra cellophane at the ends which you twirl shut, you can then tie the fag in a knot against belief.  You can also stamp on it and dip it into a pint without damaging the ciggy inside, thus earning you your winnings!
  • Ask “Lady Luck” to choose who picks up the bill after a meal, by getting her to put several matchsticks (snapped in halves) in an ashtray.  Get your fellow diners to each take a stick in turn, the last one to pick up being the one who has to pay.  “The secret is simple: always pick first.”
Feb 14

How to do a five minute show with just a blade of grass

Posted on Thursday, February 14, 2008 in Little known facts

The following is taken from the book ’211 Things a Bright Boy Can Do’ by Tom Cutler.  All information taken directly from the book is marked by quotations, otherwise the material is summarised by Yours Truly.

“The Shrieking Monkey”

This is the best known trick that can be done with blades of grass.  Align your thumbs parallel to each other, then place a thick blade of grass lengthways between them.  The knuckle and heel of your thumbs hold the grass tightly in place so that it is taut.  Form an ‘O’ with your mouth, then blow through your thumb knuckles hard to make the grass vibrate, thus producing “an ear-splitting shriek.  It’s not very musical but is excellent for attracting the attention of your chums across a millpond – and for annoying your sister.”

“Magic Climbing Grass”

If you look closely at a blade of grass, you’ll see thousands of tiny hairs which all point the same way.  Holding the grass at one end very lightly between index finger and thumb, stroke the hairy side of the grass rapidly with your thumb.  “The grass will climb mysteriously upwards. (If it goes down, you have it positioned the wrong way.)”

“Catchum”

Find a blade of grass “not longer than your finger”, and attach a wee glob of mud to one end.  Dangle the grass glob side down over a friend’s extended thumb and forefinger.  “Bet him he cannot catch the grass by closing his thumb and finger if you let it go without warning.  Nine times out of ten he will fail.”

“The Nose Cannon”

Roll a blade of grass into a ball and shove it into one of your nostrils.  Draw attention to yourself, then close the empty nostril and blow the grass out, hopefully with enough velocity to carry the balled-up grass a good distance.  “Make sure your sinuses are clear before trying this; people dislike being struck by particles of extraneous nose-matter.

Feb 14

How to drive a nail into a plank with your bare hand

Posted on Thursday, February 14, 2008 in Little known facts

The following is taken from the book ’211 Things a Bright Boy Can Do’ by Tom Cutler.  All information taken directly from the book is marked by quotations, otherwise the material is summarised by Yours Truly.

                                                                                                                     

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                                                                               ”Like the ability to burp at will, this is one of those things with almost no practical application.  But if you take the trouble to learn how to do it, you are always ready to wow people with a demonstration of your skill… Unlike burping, it’s more important here that you follow the instructions precisely and with care, otherwise you will hurt yourself.”

What you will need:

  • An 8 or 10 inch nail
  • A large piece of soft cloth
  • A short wooden plank (Choose a softish type of wood such as pine)
  • 2 chairs

How to do it:

  1. Show the nail to your audience, holding it by its tip.  “Wrap your rag… so that it lies in the centre of the cloth, which is balled up and held in your right palm, the nail protruding between the curled middle and third fingers, at a point between the first and second knuckles.”
  2. Ask an audience member to set up the plank between two chairs.
  3. “Steady the plank with your left hand and raise your right hand slowly and dramatically, as high as you can reach.”
  4. “Suddenly bring your hand down hard, absolutely perpendicular to the board.  You must strike it with the nail perfectly straight or it will not penetrate.”
  5. “Remove your hand and unwind the wrapper to reveal the nail in the wood.”
  6. You can then pass the plank around and ask people to remove the embedded nail… this should be a tough task.
Feb 13

211 Things a Bright Boy Can Do

Posted on Wednesday, February 13, 2008 in Humourarse, Little known facts, Quickie, Something to think about

I found a most excellent book today on the ‘please take me I’m free!’ bookshelf in the Murrough recycling centre.

It’s called ’211 Things a Bright Boy Can Do’, by Tom Cutler.  It’s not as old as it looks, in fact it was only published in 2006, but there is still very much an old-school sort of style to it.

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The book answers questions on ‘How to be a real man’, gives excellent science experiments, teaches you how to give speeches and behave at parties, explains tricks and cons, has pretty decent recipies… it even has an ‘everything you want to know about…’ section. 

I’ve been pouring over it for the last while and have found that there is way too much good material in there – it’s just too hard to pick my favourite questions.  So instead, I thought I’d post some of the questions here, then answer which ones take your interest in following posts!

1 – How to light a fart
2 – How to appear more intelligent than you are
3 – How to impress a girl on a budget
4 – How to cure a hangover
5 – How to drive a nail into a plank with your bare hand
6 – How to win money in a casino without cheating
7 – How to blag your way in philosophy
8 – How to do a five minute show with just a blade of grass
9 – How to make a boomerang actually come back
10 – How to fold an origami gift box
11 – How to make a glass harmonica
12 – How to stop a train with your bare hands
13 – How to cook for a girl
14 – How to tell when a girl fancies you
15 – How to judge a woman’s bra size at a glance
16 – How to walk through a postcard
17 – How to get by in Pidgin English
18 – A guide to DIY funerals
19 – How to make a pair of trousers from pub beer towels
20 – Four diversions with a banana

And… if you find the above of some interest, I might even make this book a prize for future caption competitions… YAY!

Feb 12

Humbled and Bummed

Posted on Tuesday, February 12, 2008 in Awards!, Family, Jobs, Rantings, Strange and Unusual

My life is freaking me out, man.  This taxi lark?  It just keeps sticking it in and breaking it off.  Remember when I was harping on about my disabled vehicle taxi license falling through?  Well, the new application form arrived yesterday, and instead of them charging €270 for a hackney license, guess what?!  They’ve hiked the price up to just over a thousand quid since February 1st.  400% increase!!!  Apparently they weren’t ‘obliged’ to tell us when we were on the phone inquiring about it.  Is this a bad sign?

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So what do we now?!  I’m sick of sitting on potential resources and not having a clue what to do with them.  There must be something out there we could be good at, and I’m not talking about buying lottery tickets.  The blue-collar job is looming, but we are two reasonably educated people stuck in council housing due to bad circumstances and can’t think of any other way out.  How tough those baldheads make it for people like us to dig ourselves out of this dependancy hole!

That’s how the bummed-out side of me is talking.

The unbelievably happy side of me is bubbling over at the idea that a lot of you people out there like my blog!  I forgot to breathe for those few seconds after I saw my name on the newcomer shortlist, I was so humbled that I made it through, out of so many excellent writers out there.  Delighted too that Hails is with me!  She’s one of my mostest clicked links.

Thank you so much to my nominators and sponsors (buys cocktail for Deborah), and to the judging readers too.  So much material to read and so little time to do it, with such enormous diversity of reading matter- this cannot make for an easy job.  Thanks most of all to the one dude organising all of this… you’ve given so many bloggers great kicks just to see their names up in lights, just to know their ramblings make a difference – the bloggosphere is electric thanks to you.

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Feb 11

Victoria's Secret

No, not underwear models… this is much more interesting.

There is a well kept secret here in Wicklow, it’s buried in the countryside, halfway between Roundwood and the Sally Gap.  It’s a very wierd peace-haven called Victoria’s Way.

If you want something different, whether it be a picnic with the family, a quiet stroll or just some good old fashioned food for thought, you’ll want to visit this place.

It isn’t very well marked, but you’ll recognise it by the painted sign on the road.  Its carpark is usually bare apart from a wooden shed with a coin slot on the side, for any donations you feel like throwing in.  From the carpark, the entrance is through the gates of hell, into a huge field full of these fellows:

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Each has their own musical instrument, their music is only bound by your imagination.  From this field you have several options – there are extensive walks dotted with random sculptures to freak you out unexpectedly, or there’s an open maze, which is not so much a maze really as a set of random paths intertwining around small signposts.  Each signpost is obscurely worded and will confuse you utterly, but still manages to provoke alternate levels of thinking, which is pretty much the overall effect of this sculpture park… absolutely everything smacks of ‘WTF?!’

When you’re finished meandering, you’ll eventually find yourself back at Victor’s house, which is a tiny cottage attached to a mighty garage.  Inside this garage, are statues the likes of which you would never forget… like this starving chap:

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Or this mildly upsetting but vastly intriguing couple:

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Once you’ve signed the far wall, you then advance to the shop where you’ll find a wallful of totally unique hand-made jewellery.  This is surrounded by Buddha and Ganesh statues, incense burners, books and ornaments.  Everything is extremely well priced, unless you count a conversation with Victoria himself the extra cost, for it’s a conversation full of arguments like; is 1 + 1 = 1? Are you really a ‘self’ or an expression of ‘self’? 

Absolutely everything is confusing in an unexplainable way.  To give you an idea, here is the story behind Victoria from his book ‘Making your dream come true’;

Victoria was born Victor Langheld on April 29th 1940 in Berlin, Germany.  On Ash Wednesday, 1945, he emerged from the firestorm of Dresden a dead man walking and began a second life.  He came to Ireland in 1946.

At the age of 12 he decided that enlightenment would be a goal worth sacrificing his second life for.   So he took to heart the advice of so many spiritual masters to go east.  He arrived in India in 1964 and there studied and practiced relentlessly to make his dream of enlightenment come true.  He eventually became a Buddhist monk and, on December 1st, 1980, much to his surprise, he achieved the peak experience of awakening and release.  To his astonishment he realized that reaching the peak is easy, but that the return home is difficult.  Indeed, it would take another 18 years of toil and an encounter with a fully realized spiritual mistress before he began to glimpse the way home.

It was in honor of this extraordinary woman and in submission to her unsurpassed knowledge and power that he changed his name to Victoria.

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Mr. Cool – The Nirvana Man

Feb 10

How do girls pee?

Posted on Sunday, February 10, 2008 in Humourarse, Little known facts, Strange and Unusual, Taboo

It’s been troubling me lately that one of my most popular posts is ‘Why do girls pee in pairs?‘.  The reason that it’s so popular is that people keep googling ‘How do girls pee?’ and finding me.  I have a feeling that this post isn’t what they were looking for, and I don’t want to let them down.

Who googles ‘How do girls pee?’ anyway?  Dodgy question, that.  You just never know these days.  It is, however, a frequently asked question apparently.  So, for the benefit of you curious young people out there who are genuinely wondering, I’ll explain it for you.

If you fall into the ‘just lookin’ for kicks’ category however, then I suggest you skip the biology lesson, and go to the end of this post.

So how do girls pee, then?

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As you probably know, girls don’t have penises.  They sit down to pee because they don’t have this specialist aiming equipment, however there are several inventions out there that can help with this problem.  Very handy for long journeys and rock concerts.

The same process happens with males and females.  Food and water is put into the body, then processed by the stomach and liver.  All waste liquid then passes through the kidneys and ends up in the bladder.  When the bladder fills, a tube called a Urethra carries the pee to an external opening.  In men, the urethra runs through the penis and also carries ejaculate and pre-ejaculate during sex play. In women, the opening of the urethra is above the opening of the vagina. The opening of the urethra is very small and is not easy to see.  Here is a gratuitous drawing, which makes excellent use of the word ‘Sphincter’.

You’re probably wondering how girls handle the dripping problem, right?  The answer is toilet paper, and lots of it, after every function.  If you want to keep a female happy (apart from leaving the toilet seat down), always replace the toilet rolls when they run out.  We are lost without it.

You might also be wondering what girls do when there are no toilets around.  The answer is that they squat, usually getting a friend to provide cover. 

For the very very ultra modern girl, there is the SHENIS.  It is the ultimate equaliser.

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There.  That was embarrassing.

So anyway… what were you saying?

Feb 9

Innocent Ireland

Posted on Saturday, February 9, 2008 in On the box, Something to think about

Are the Irish more innocent than the British, or do we just get sex education later on in our school years?

I’ve noticed a very common feature on DVD boxes lately.  You might have seen this before:

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What does it mean?  I’m picturing cinemas full of British kids… maybe the odd Irish kid with a fake ID, while the rest of the poor innocent Irish kids are forced into the pubs who will, let’s face it, accept any age group now that the smoking ban and price hikes have diminished their punter numbers so dramatically.

Last night for example, TAT and I indulged in a comedy fest and watched both ‘Superbad‘ and ‘Mr. Woodcock’.  ‘Superbad’ is rated 18 by the Irish Film Censor’s Office, but also rated 15 by the BBFC.  ‘Mr. Woodcock’ is rated 12 by normal standards, but rated 15 for the Irish.  Doesn’t this make us look a bit pathetic?  Are Irish children that naive?  I don’t get it!

I bet that if you approach any Irish 17 year old and ask them what ‘fellatio’ is, they will probably not only be able to spell it backwards correctly the first time, but will also be able to quote references to its performance in at least 10 different films.

Why don’t they do this with speed signs if this is the case?  If you’re foreign, you’re probably a better driver so you may travel at 120kmph along this stretch.  If you’re Irish, you’re probably still on your third provisional license and over the intoxicated substances limit, so you may only travel at 60kmph. 

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I’m Irish, and I feel special.  I just haven’t figured out whether it’s a good or a bad thing.

Feb 8

Cold blood

Posted on Friday, February 8, 2008 in Strange and Unusual

My conscience is heavy.  I murdered Audrey III

Where once there were eager young claws pulsing with the blood of bluebottles, there is now a mouldy brown carcass.  Ironically enough, she is now being eaten by little fat flies.  How beautifully poetic is that?

I researched winter care, and it specifically said:

LET THE SOIL DRY IN COLD SEASONS AS THE PLANT BECOMES DORMANT

I watered it anyway, I couldn’t resist it.  She looked limp and dry, probably because she was asleep, and then I came up in the dead of her night and drowned her – I feel like such an evil bitch, thinking about the pretty flower she grew for me.  She even tried to grow another one in her desperate attempt to prove that there was still hope.  The tiny bud looked so pathetic surrounded by withered leaves, making me believe that she just didn’t have it in her to go the full hog so I cut it away.  This was the final straw before she gave up completely, poor thing.

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R.I.P. Audrey III, I will miss your deliciously evil and twisted nature.

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I feel there is nothing for it but to drown my sorrows in Age of Empires III for a few hours.

*snif*

Feb 6

Stinky Nickel Fingers

Posted on Wednesday, February 6, 2008 in Quickie

Ha ha! K8 the Gr8 may be officially broke, but she will not be found scruffy at the Irish Blog Awards.

I cannot wait to see yer one’s face in the hairdressers when I throw these at her;

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This just in: 

Paper planes found to be more than just classroom fun.  I love the Japanese.