Who is the Gurrier?
3 years ago, I created a “My Yahoo” page that I used when I was abroad, to access a few personal things, like weather forecasts in Delhi and Hong Kong, my Yahoo Briefcase with an incomplete novel about my pathetic life in India and my bank account password. All very important things.
A few week ago, I used it from the office to access my bank account (I can never remember the codes) and there was one feed in my Yahoo Page. Just one feed, that I had added at the time, when I never read regularly any blog, nor used a feed reader.
This feed was Thegurrier.com. I have a vague memory of reading something from there in Delhi once in 2004. But maybe I am wrong, because his archive go back to 2005 only.
Anyway, I had this link in my yahoo page and I started reading this story:
I had one of those rare moments the other day. You know the ones, epiphanies, I believe they’re called. I was standing in the kitchen making coffee and all of a sudden I felt a tingling in my arms and legs.
Well for me it’s one of those very rare internet pages you first scan through and in the middle, you want to go back to the beginning and start reading really. It’s perfectly catchy, concise, real. Except it’s not, but you only know at the last sentence. (It was actually a fiction based on a Flickr photo). I recommend reading it.
Irish people know how to tell stories. And now I am one of his readers.
Meet the Gurrier:
Donal “The Gurrier” Murphy has lived in Dublin all his life. He lives in the abandoned tunnels beneath the Phoenix Park and survives off stout, Liffey water and the occasional jogger. He does not believe in personal hygiene, Jesus or Fianna Fail.
March 27th, 2007 at 1:46 am
Cheers JFB.
I guess ‘The Gurrier’ is that place in all of us we fear may bubble to the surface one day and run screaming through the streets, gnawing on our neighbour’s prize azaleas and hurling hot excrement through their windows. In another, more accurate way, it’s just little old me.
It gives me great pleasure to know that people enjoy my occasional tirades and humble fictions. Amongst the bedazzling and bewildering array the web has to offer, thank you for taking the time to read them and being kind enough to point others along the way.
March 27th, 2007 at 9:42 am
Hi,
Thanks for dropping a line.
Cheers to you in Dublin.
March 27th, 2007 at 11:50 am
Off the topic but of interest to me, I think you are quite bold to keep a bank account password like that… It makes me strongly believe that there is a need for a totally secure and reliable (and probably not free) service to keep personal info you want access from anywhere, organize your contacts… all the data you need at hand but do not want to store in an unsecure server….
March 27th, 2007 at 1:06 pm
Good idea. I’d definitely be a good prospect.
Except that no one knows I store my bank passwords in a My Yahoo page… Oh, wait…
April 19th, 2007 at 1:49 pm
[…] EDIT: JFB over at 365 Questions (who has posted kind things about me), has an interesting post on getting Dug by Digg. He got Dug over the weekend which caused his traffic to spike at 38,000 hits. My little Stumbly invasion was a modest 500. Digg is currently the 500lb gorilla of social bookmarking sites and getting Dugg is the equivalent of slipping the one true ring onto your blog and having the great Eye of Sauron swivel on to your little spot on a file server somewhere, causing it to be instantaneously immolated in an inferno of TCP IP connections. (I wish I could claim credit for that particular image, but it was the talented Tycho over at Penny Arcade) […]