I Don't Know Her

This week on I Don't Know Her we're gunning for a tight 45 minute episode GO GO GO. It's a party & we're celebrating birthdays, equality & terrible lifetime tv movies! Libra season may be out of whack, but who cares when our sisters in Northern Ireland has new rights coming out the wazoo! This week's Karen is so excited about it they could jump out of their skin!

Our gals are big ol thespians today as Bláithín enjoys her Céilí injection and Aoife enjoys what frankly sounds like a nightmare experience but who are you to judge? BACK OFF! Ah no come back. On the chopping block this week is BEAVERS. Well, pubic hair, as our pair discuss the discussions around it. Are you werkin that merkin? Sorry. Also sorry that you’re SAD this season, but look that’s natural, they’ve even got a name for it! We don’t like that name.  Karen this week is flapping away like her dad owns the place.

If you thought you'd had enough nun puns this week well you've got anunder thing coming (sorry not sorry, Aoife is here to teach you that old habits die hard WINK WINK okay that's enough). Bláithín proclaims frankly too much love for adult-themed cartoon Big Mouth which at this stage is more educational than real life. Irish culture is under the hammer both literally and linguistically with our pair coming to de-stipple your homes and... the Irish education system by asking you to sign a petition to make Irish better taught in schools. That's genuinely wholesome so we won't joke about it.   Karen this week is one salty dog, or something we still don't actually quite know...

This week on I Don't Know Her disaster has struck your favorite duo as faith has ripped them apart! Aoife's body has succumbed to the pressures of being a constant badass and has left her bedridden but worry not as Bláithín is joined by producer Andy to chat dating The Rock, why fast and furious is a masterpiece and people need to step off talking crap about the legend that is Greta Thunberg. Plus with Karen also in her sick bed Andy takes a page out of his own podcast Be Grand and throws some exam exams at Bláithín. We shall overcome. 

Music and musicians! Sleep and sleep monsters! Cardi B, natch.  On nthis instalment of your favourite podcast that doesn't know 'Her' - Aoife is breaking down songs and Bláithín is JUST trying to SLEEP goddamnit jesus why won't you let her sleep. She wouldn't be the only one that's lazy with a certain singer on the line for not singing her... lines. And she's not the only celebrity getting a mention! This week's Karen seems like they deserved it tbh...

We are alllllll about IRISH ART AND CULTURE this week with Bláithín giving us the post-show scoop on her Fringe show, even if there were some drawbacks in that she is a HUMAN (she is still upset about not being superhuman); Aoife celebrates Irish film and both lament the death of Dublin city's once-vibrant landscape since it's being eaten up by greedy vultures - who smells? Hotels! Yeah we know it's a stretch. Karen this week is a place you can see your favourite 90s Japanese cartoons AND Mount Fuji, what could wheelie go wrong?

All aboard the skelecopter! Strap yourselves in for an episode of I Don't Know Her that's as delirious as ever. Aoife & Bláithín reveal that they've been moonlighting as taxi drivers turned magical Victorian nannies. We say no thanks to rebrands and hello to a Karen who's having a bit of an identity crisis *moo*

Crack open a box of shite euro store sweets and let's get to business! We're pulling a switcheroo on the podcast this week and giving ourselves new names because WE'RE IN CHARGE. So join your new hosts Kate Middleton (Aoife) & Fart Diarrhea (Bláithín) and their white noise machine for chats about couches, glittery teenage TV, podcasts and more! Finally, Karen this week definitely ISN'T a vampire.

We're back babies! After a week off, Blá & Aoife are on a serious festival comedown, but we're party people and this is our party podcast! Bláithín talks the highs and lows of her Edinburgh Fringe experience and Aoife gets a serious dose of Self Esteem. We're scared because the world is on fire BUT at least we can listen to some soulful pop along the way! Our improv segment this week is structurally sound (we'll cross Karen's bridge when we get to it).

Say it with us: we're 30, flirty & THRIVING! That's right, we're 30 episodes in and things are more bananas than ever. Our producer, the original Werthers Original, Andy Gaffney joins us for this landmark episode & Aoife celebrates by getting stuck in the microphone.  We talk inspiring sentences, booby statues, the Irish language and bad men being bad again. This mega episode takes you on a journey into the deep dark depths of our minds, only to reveal that in the end, Bláithín's a  *snack*.

Here on the I Don't Know Her Podcast we are big fans of Love, and that is a Sensation (eh? eh?) that a festival coming to Dublin soon will encourage, with the help of our very own Aoife! Bláithín is joining her local library because if you tell her something - anything - is "the last true bastion of Communism", she will do it no questions asked. Please don't take that as an invitation to say creepy things like some kinda gross online dater because that is on the chopping block this week, as well as bad sexers and men who don't carry condoms. Learn how to LOVE, learn how to READ, learn SOME RESPECT, learn how to RIDE FOR GOD'S SAKE this is getting ridiculous.  Karen isn't even trying to hide her identity at this stage but she's just as weird as always. Oink.

This week on I Don't Know Her ...They want to know Shauna Scott becoming Ireland's Indiana Jones and also the warm comforting hug that is when your parents support you. It's not all good things though as much like the regular format suggests they also don't want to know some stuff such as men apologising for other men and live action remakes! So enjoy this temp description that if you're reading ..hello!

This week on I Don't Know Her, Bláithín's in the Fringe and Mercury's in retrograde! Our dreams are all over the place and Aoife wants to understand what it all means. And as always we complain about things without the chance to change them, like other people’s behaviour and other people being allowed things they don’t deserve. Other people! Finally, Karen is down with the kids this week so prepare to make a great new MATE, brap etc.

Haaay (fever)! This week on I Don't Know Her it's humid and we're muddled and that's okay. Why? Because the Little Mermaid & 007 are black and New Zaytoon is back and better than ever! Aoife's buzzed for colourblind casting and Bláithín is all about those banana peppers bby.  Special guest Ryan Murphy phones in to talk about how much Jessica Lange dislikes Bláithín and how terrible Aoife thinks Glee is.  To finish it off, Karen brings us the holy gospel of Matthew McConaughey.

Why hello there! It's episode 25 and we're feeling foooooine. This week, John Cena contains multitudes and so does this podcast. Aoife's only mildly losing her mind and falling head over heels for Scandi pop sensation Tove Lo. Bláithín loves Easy & Marc Maron, but not as much as we BOTH love sweets *nom*. Jealousy turns Bláithín into the sea, and Aoife has all of her worst snake related fears validated & won't be visiting Cambridge any time soon. Plus, Karen loves bras.

We're gooooooooooooin, through chaaaaangeeeees! Yes that's right, but not really like the podcast is the same but Aoife is an advocate for change in this installment. Okay? Okay. Apart from that, nothing changes as Bláithín is staying dirty as ever with the help of James Joyce and Nora Barnacle. But alas! Breaking up is hard to do, so things get a little deep in this episode before moving right back to the moldy mildewy reality check that is bathrooms, and Karen shows us all of her Shabby Tiger.

Guess what we discovered this week? It's Charo's favourite band! No not a MUSIC band you IDIOT ugh, no it's obviously an acupressure band because Charo cares about Bláithín's sinuses and doesn't want her to have HAYFEVER! That should be obvious honestly. Fear not though, music isn't completely lost this episode as Aoife discovers empty orchestra for one and how to sing when you're....not winning, actually, but that's ok, you got this! All topped off with a frank and cynical yet hopeful discussion about one of our favourite things - PRIDE! And one of our least favourite things - corporations piggybacking off PRIDE! What is virtue signalling and why are the gardaí so tone deaf? When should we accept support and when should we be wary?  We're asking you like, we have no answers honestly.  Finally, Karen is not Doctor Seuss but is still acting like an absolute Sam I am. What? Exactly.

What do we want? Free healthcare! When do we want it? Now pleeeeease! Yass babies, we're back and as concerned about our health as ever. This week on I Don't Know Her, Aoife's feeling the divine feminine energy of Booksmart and Bláithín's feeling the power of the people! We've had enough of giving sexy doctors our money, and don't need any more seasons of TV shows please and thank you. Plus Karen is...a bird of somesorts.

Do you have teeth? Do you even know what your teeth can do to you? Well you’re about to find out, BUDDY. Sorry, that was aggressive.... like the DENTIST! Aoife hates the dentist, as does Karen.  Additionally: Daniel O Donnell is good; letting Henry the Hoover enter you is bad - and Bláithín will tell you how you should you be using all that unrecyclable soft plastic! INSULATE, bitches.  Save the turtles, brush your teeth, follow @the_eco_ho! PIG ON TAP

In 1947 Dylan Thomas wrote “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night” about humanity’s need to rage against the perpetual and relentless passage of time and on this week’s I Don’t Know Her we echo this moving statement - but also talk about how banging John Wick is so frankly you’re wasting your own time reading Dylan drone on in his Wick-less like way. Elsewhere this episode is all singing and all dancing as we hit the high notes with My Crazy Ex Girlfriend but the potentially low notes that is the modern musical.  Plus, Who Is Karen this week gets caught up in a Web of it’s own making but goes down hill from there - two amazing puns about this week’s segment but you won’t get them till you listen which makes this preamble completely pointless. Who know what else is pointless? Time. Take that Dylan Thomas.