Around the peninsula

Scoil Mhuire formal 2010 Teachers and committee

Scoil Mhuire formal

iCare Moulin Rouge night

Current Board of Directors for Buncrana Credit Union

Past Board of Directors Credit Union Buncrana

Past Board of Directors Credit Union Buncrana

Staff of the Buncrana Credit Union at the 2010 AGM

Crana College Buncrana - Teachers

Cat Cakes

Oh, the comedy and the hilarity of cat themed cakes. There's some crazy ones out there! I made this one a while back, Harold the cat...

my little buddy Harold the cat, based on a real cat...

Separated at birth! Or separated by a computer printer!

This little black and white kitty cracks me up so hard... Great cake and great cat...

This is soooo grody too yet fascinating: THE CAT LITTER CAKE. Made from cake, tootsie rolls, crunched up crackery things... ugh so sick. Here is a link to the recipe and how-to. In case you want to gross yourself out super hard by eating "cake" out of a litter box.

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 91

One Cottage Burning

Years ago, a fishing fleet went out from a small harbour on the east coast of Newfoundland. In the afternoon there came a great storm. When night settled down, not a single vessel of all the fleet had found its way into the port.

All night long, wives, mothers, children and sweethearts paced up and down the beach, wringing their hands and calling on God to save their loved ones. To add to the horror of the situation, one of the cottages caught fire. Since the men were all away, it was impossible to save the home.

When the morning broke, to the joy of all, the entire fleet found safe harbour in the bay. But there was one face with a picture of despair - the wife of the man whose home had been destroyed. Meeting her husband as he landed, she cried, Oh, husband, we are ruined! Our home and all it contained was destroyed by fire!"

But the man exclaimed, "Thank God for the fire! It was the light of our burning cottage that guided the whole fleet into port."

Laptop Sound Fix

If you're like me, the biggest problem on your laptop computer is the volume knob. It's always getting in the way when the computer is in your lap, changing the volume way up or down without you knowing. And mine is even worse because for whatever reason, it's messed up and turning it both to the right AND to the left will increase the volume. There's only one choice: to destroy it.



The main issue here is that it's way in there and hard to get at, so you're going to need a few tools to do this. Pliers may seem like what you need at first, but they're just too big for this job, so you should get your hands on some curved arterial forceps. You might think to move down to a thin tweezer like from a swiss army knife, but those just won't provide the kind of grip that you'll need even though they're just about the only thing that's going to fit in there.



So what needs to happen is to cut open some more working space around the top and bottom of the volume knob. A wood saw is pretty good at removing some of the plastic, but you might want to file it after you're done to get rid of any jagged edges. Once you've done that, just take your forceps and get a good grip on the knob, then bend and pull until you bread off enough pieces of it. You're probably not going to be able to remove the core of it unless you actually open up your laptop, which may not be an option for you if you're already ground out the screws on the back in a previous operation. Also, opening up the back will probably mean you should turn the power off first and we want this to be a simple outpatient procedure.



After you're satisfied with how much you've torn apart that volume knob that has been causing you endless torment all these years, it's time to close up the wound. Caulk might be a good choice, but chewing gum is a lot more prevalent, in fact you probably have some in your mouth right this second, so just take off a piece of that and fill up the hole you've made. Once it's dried up, you'll have a nice battle scar to impress chicks with.

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 90

Dust if you must

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture, or write a letter, bake a cake, or plant a seed.

Ponder the difference between want and need.

Dust if you must, but there is not much time, with rivers to swim and mountains to climb! Music to hear, and books to read friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain, this day will not come round again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go, and go you must, you, yourself, will make more dust

Burt Geneology

The Burt page on The Donegal Genealogy Resources website has recently been updated to include extensive details of Burt Cemetery.

A large number of headstone inscriptions, including photographs, family links and also some links to the 1911 Census have been added.

Every effort has been made to catalogue and identify as many graves as possible in the Burt Graveyard, in an effort to help preserve the identities and locations of the people buried there for future generations and also to enable emigrants from Burt to find and see their family graves.

Check out the site....

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 89

ORANGES

A man was selling oranges in the middle of a road. He was illiterate, so he never read newspapers. He put some signs along the road and spent the whole day praising the flavour of his wares.

Everyone bought from him and the man thrived. With the money he placed more signs on the road and began to sell more fruit. Business was growing fast when one day his son - who was educated and had studied in a big city asked him:

"Father, don't you know that the world is going through very hard times? The economy of the country is in an awful state!"

Worried by this, the man reduced the number of signs and began to sell fruit of inferior quality because it was cheaper. Sales slumped immediately.

"My son is right," he thought. "Times are very hard."