Harvey Norman ads may have gotten significantly quieter in recent times, but Dublin sketch comedy troupe Ghost Train Willy keep the spirit of Power City going with this spot from a discount drug depot.
We've all been there while driving - you see the pothole too late, only to swerve out of the way and send your axles up into the car's chassis. And the chassis into the car seat. And the car seat into your rear molars.
Ouch!
But the crusaders at Potholes.ie have begun fighting the good fight with a website that catalogues the innumerable potholes across the country and campaigns to have them repaired.
At the moment Cork is leading the league table with Meath coming in at the Manchester United level.
Dublin pops up in at third, which can only be explained by the lack of reporting from our capital's lazy motorists. Get reporting lads - we need to regain our rightful position at number 1.
Remarkably, Cavan has only one pothole reported on the website. Although Donal Lunny and these Japanese Kodo drummers seem to think the place is lousy with 'em.
We have: Fragile by Aaron Rogers. Now we're as straight as a line drawn by Frank Butcher, but we had a blast. The play captured the excitement and fear and energetic mayhem of what it must be like to come out of the closet as a teenager. And even managed to squeeze in a cute baby at the end.
Fantastic to see strange venues like the Cobalt Cafe utilised as theatre spaces as well. And the play boasted definitely the best use of an apple in theatre since...nope, can't think of another one.
The point is, you haven't missed your chance to see some gay theatre. The Absolut Gay Theatre Festival and the Dublin Gay Theatre Festival are both running still, so go see something!
RTE have been reshowing Maeve Higgins' fantastic Fancy Vittles in recent weeks, making their license fee suddenly seem not quite as extortionate.
If you haven't seen it, there are a few leftover bits of the show lying around the Youtube fridge to snack on.
Oh OK, some people will probably hate the show, but low key surrealistic homespun meanderings - mixed with cooking - are never going to be everyone's cup of cha.
In the clip below you can also spot (friend of The Dubliner) Eleanor Tiernan and hear mention of the incomparable Josie Long.
There seems to be a general consensus that Irish comedy is getting worse and worse (on TV at least), despite the fact that an Irish comic won the most prestigious award there is as recently as 2008.
But if you think the shenanigans are bad on this side of the Atlantic, prepare to spill your spuds in horror at Mr. Patrick Keane, an Irish-American "funny" man.
To paraphrase Jerry Seinfeld, it doesn't offend me as an Irish person, but as a comedian.
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