Kung Pow Pig

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63913202011-04-21T16:41:14.297-04:00Kung Pow PigA spicy dish of indescribable beauty and horror that may cause bouts of happpiness or unutterable contempt.Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.comBlogger5081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1111076962440285432005-03-17T11:20:00.000-05:002005-03-17T11:29:22.443-05:00The Last Post: Something Ends, A New Beginning

I have a new site called: Adrian Stroy - fantastic stories and other lies. This site will be different in that I will not be posting everyday and will mainly being using it for place to store story ideas, post short fiction and poetry, and eventually, start posting excerpts from my upcoming novel.Yes, novel.This is the reason I stopped Kung Pow Pig (well, that and the fact that there's only so

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110809271718857372005-03-14T08:21:00.000-05:002005-03-14T09:57:15.256-05:00Later

There once was a boy who found a new shiny toy and he played with it until it was time for him to do his chores, like feed the many colored fish in his fresh water fish tank or clean up his room or even just sit down for dinner at the dining table with his family.But as time moved forward and the boy moved through his world, he started to think about the toy when he was not near it. Then he would

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110567052328257902005-03-11T13:48:00.000-05:002005-03-11T15:34:19.043-05:00Wedding Ring On Penis

Doctors had to remove a man's wedding ring from his penis. Read more to know the rest of the story.This story does have the *ring* of truth to it.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110565385120707062005-03-11T12:20:00.000-05:002005-03-11T13:44:01.363-05:00A Beautiful Tragedy

We're going to the opera! And I'm pretty excited about going to see Aida. We had a choice of Gibert and Sullivan's operetta, The Mikado, but chose Verdi's Aida, and I'm glad since I heard that Aida is the Mother of Operas.Aida is a love story that takes place in ancient Egypt, and being an opera, it will not end well for those involved.Tragedy.That gnawing part of our human nature that is drawn

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110486336348393402005-03-10T15:25:00.000-05:002005-03-10T15:25:36.350-05:00Intelligence Up

LVX23 has a link to this site that discusses how you can increase your intelligence in a very matter of fact way without any corny bullshit. So go up that intelligence of yours. This is the brave new world and the mind is the best weapon/defense you have for surviving it.PS - You'll also find a bunch of other pretty interesting links on this LVX23 post beides this one.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110380037133252662005-03-09T09:05:00.000-05:002005-03-10T09:20:49.440-05:00Respect, Fear, and Love

I've been told that when you get to prison, you should shiv the first person you see, because then they will respect you. And, as seeing that prisons are a very concentrated microcosm of the world, I wonder just who do I have to shiv to get some respect around here?The recent attack by a group of chimpanzees on a man was based on jealousy. Two of the apes were not appreciative of the showering of

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110291444803371942005-03-08T09:08:00.000-05:002005-03-08T13:08:41.376-05:0010 a Day Ain't Bad

Sure, 10 women being raped every day is not such a bad number - At least that's what the world seems to think.Buy, sell, trade, oil is up, Charlie Sheen goes down, and Trump tells someone they're fired, again.But in the Sudan, we've given the monsters free reign over there. Over in Darfur, men with guns can rape a child the age of your first grader and nobody does a thing about it, except for the

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110290655041007942005-03-08T08:54:00.000-05:002005-03-08T09:04:15.043-05:00The Devil's Haircut?

You've seen the haircut; the one that likes like a lame mohawk.The haircut that looks like a rooster wanted to be noticed by his plumage, sort of. That silly little haircut with the extra length along the middle of your head sticking up like someone put a half-erect penis on your head and combed over some hair on top of it.I've seen it so many times that I've wondered what I'd look like with

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110211091205395652005-03-07T10:12:00.000-05:002005-03-07T11:22:38.606-05:00Before There Was a Fight Club

My friend MM and I would go drinking in our youth in the early 1990s, and by saying going drinking, I mean we would go into bar after bar and drink a beer and a shot of whiskey and when the money ran out we ould either hit up a bartender friend of ours or break out a credit card. That is what I meant by drinking. We'd start at 10 Pm and go until we got drunk enough to punch each other. This is

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110205391808050672005-03-07T09:16:00.000-05:002005-03-07T09:23:11.810-05:00It's Called Excessive Force

It's also called an abuse of power.The police will probably just say that it was poor judgement on their part. But did they have to shock a choking teen 16 times with taser guns until the teen had to be hospitalized for three days and lost his memory?And the words of Alan Moore pop into my head: "Who will watch the watchers?"

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1110204826815958462005-03-07T08:27:00.000-05:002005-03-07T09:13:46.816-05:00Like a Big Dumb Animal

So exactly how is the world to perceive the U.S's military strength and organization?With the numerous "friendly fire" incidents that have killed soldiers allied with our forces, the numerous killings of innocent men, women, and children at checkpoints, Abu Gharib and other torture and humiliation incidents, and now the shooting and killing of an allied intelligence agent who died protecting a

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109962825782400782005-03-04T13:15:00.000-05:002005-03-09T14:56:42.833-05:00Writing that will fuxx with your head.

I've been thinking about the books that have most influenced how I look at the world and how I think. Now the books can be either fiction or nonfiction and I've been making a list, checking it twice, etc.Animal Farm and 1984 by George Orwell: Two books I found in my father's infamous and magickal cupboard in the garage. Dad suggested I read them and I devoured them for book reports in sixth and

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109953116628563312005-03-04T10:54:00.000-05:002005-03-04T11:18:36.630-05:00The Motorcycle Diaries

We watched the movie The Motorcycle Diaries, which is about Ernesto "Che" Guevara, and his friend Ablerto Granado, traveling across the South American continent in his youth, experiencing little road trip adventures and seeing the beginnings of his desire for justice and revolution. And it is a very good film.Actually, the film should have been nominated (And another film that should have been

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109950440412496192005-03-04T10:16:00.000-05:002005-03-04T10:49:26.050-05:00Voices

I hear voices. Like in the eighties song by Russ Ballard, used in the Miami Vice Episode where Crockett and Tubbs travel by speed boat to kill the murderous drug dealer Calderon, Voices, I hear voices.I was on Jason Louv's site and saw the headline: "Many Machines on Ix."I've heard that sentence repeated in my head before. As I've also heard , "He who can destroy a thing controls that thing," and

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109860893466792482005-03-03T09:01:00.000-05:002005-03-03T09:41:33.476-05:00Pain Weapon

Say you're at a protest that has gone from peaceful to slightly aggressive. Suddenly the police pull back and the protesters cheer in thinking that they have shown the fascist-like riot police in their black helmets and shields a thing about democracy and freedom and the Constitution.You cheer along with them and suddenly you feel excruciating pain from within your gut and radiating throughout

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109787749507088552005-03-02T13:00:00.000-05:002005-03-02T13:22:29.510-05:00Damned?

In the movie Constantine, based on the Vertigo Comic Hellblazer, John Constantine killed himself and was dead for a couple of minutes, in which he glimpsed Hell. After he was revived, he knew, in accordance with Catholic dogma, that he had damned himself to eternal torment for commiting the sin of suicide and throwing away god's most precious gift.By the way, the movie was pretty damn good; a

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109786428082643842005-03-02T12:49:00.000-05:002005-03-02T13:00:28.083-05:00Killing Ourselves

With Hunter S. Thompson in the news, the truth about suicide has been brought back to the forefront of the news. And it seems that Americans are killing themselves, a lot. Even more that we are killing each other.I don't know what's more disturbing: That we're killing ourselves (80 a day) or that we're killing each other (around 50) in such high numbers on a daily basis.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109711863143219112005-03-01T16:13:00.000-05:002005-03-01T16:17:43.146-05:00Happy Birthday is Intellectual Property?

Time Warner owns the rights to the song Happy Birthday to You, so by all that is holy and lawful under copyright and intellectual property laws, you or anyone else can be fined for singing Happy Birthday to someon.And all around the country, the RIAA's stormtroopers await the "go" word so that they can bumrush a 2 year olds birthday party.Does that mean you can't say Happy Birthday to someone

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109622493062877042005-02-28T15:21:00.000-05:002005-02-28T15:28:13.063-05:00Catwoman

Halle Berry showed up to receive her Golden Razzie award for Catwoman. So Halle Berry regains my respect and admiration, unlike Sean Penn's humorless comments about Chris Rock's jokes about Jude Law.Penn is a whiny little bitch.And I'll probably recieve a letter like the South Park guys did when they made fun of him in their epic puppet movie, Team America.Sean: it's puppets! Take it easy, man.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109621861707252142005-02-28T15:12:00.000-05:002005-02-28T15:17:41.710-05:00May I Suggest a Night of Heavy Drinking

And some cheap sex?This poor stupid bastard in India castrated himself because he couldn't find love. Which leads me to believe that this guy is real idiot. Who the hell wants to go out with, much less fall in love with and marry a moron dumb enough to cut off his joy stick?I say they don't try to reattach this dickless wonder's penis. We don't want people like him breeding and raising more

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109350253026375282005-02-25T11:45:00.000-05:002005-02-25T11:50:53.026-05:00Black Boxes and Human Conciousness

Around the world are little black boxes that generate a random stream of numbers through programming in a run of the mill microchip.And people believe that human conciousness on a micro and macro scale can affect the randomness of the numbers generated by the boxes. They also believe that our mass conciousness can also allow these boxes to predict future events. Read all about the tiny boxes and

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109342537786030772005-02-25T09:36:00.000-05:002005-02-25T12:25:23.843-05:00A Scanner Darkly

Boing Boing has a link to the preview of Richard Linklater's interpretation of Phillip K. Dick's story, A Scanner Darkly. The movie was first filmed, then animated over the film to give it that very cool, surreal effect that Linklater first used in one of my favorite movies, Waking Life.You can see the preview for A Scanner Darkly here.Good, thought provoking Sci Fi - when executed properly - is

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109341877535150382005-02-25T08:53:00.000-05:002005-02-25T09:31:17.536-05:00Talk to Each Other

Sometimes we turn on the one's we love because of their faults and mannerisms and actions that we dislike or disapprove of. And strangely enough, these same faults and mannerisms that we can't stand in our loved ones and blood relatives, we are perfectly fine accepting from those we do not love as much. So why do we fight with the ones we love over these things? I think because we all secretly

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109255234367949892005-02-24T09:05:00.000-05:002005-02-24T09:29:14.906-05:00Mistaken Identity

While attending his grandmother's funeral, an innocent man was arrested by the Broward County's Sheriff's Office. The Lightbourns differ with Graf about what occurred at the cemetery. Family members and witnesses said they had just buried Brenda Lightbourn, 65, and the Florida Sunshine Band was finishing its final number, when at least 10 deputies stormed the gravesite, grabbed Donovan, slammed

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109253900065981852005-02-24T08:48:00.000-05:002005-02-24T09:32:57.160-05:00Please Stop Breeding, Mongo

We have rose bushes along the front patio of our house, near the front door. The roses are beautiful and make the property look very nice, and of course, I take them for granted. My wife does not.And, apparently, the little thieving destructive shits they call children in my neighborhood don't take them for granted either, since we've been finding the occasional blooming rose broken off of its

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109171713497889772005-02-23T09:51:00.000-05:002005-02-23T15:37:32.983-05:00Mythologies

While I was sick, I watched a little more television than I should have. During a few of my moments of idiot box watching, I saw a commercial about the "myth of seperation of church and state." And this ad bothered me for a few reasons.One reason the ad bothered me was because it was so damn heavy handed - the equivalent of a used car dealership ad for religion. Another reason was the frequency

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109169293503387272005-02-23T08:29:00.000-05:002005-02-23T09:35:56.280-05:00Time Falling

This is why I'm going insane. (And I can hear you all saying, "Well that's a short trip.")So I'm in the shower and it's really hot because I like it that way and because the steam helps with my breathing when I'm sick. So I'm watching the droplets of water fall from the spout above my head and thinking about time. About how every moment more water drops fall to the floor of the tub and gather and

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109091732717068572005-02-22T11:38:00.000-05:002005-02-22T13:10:51.756-05:00Belated

"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me." - Hunter S. ThompsonI know I'm late with this, but I'm sorry to hear that you checked out early, Hunter S. Thompson. If anyone deserves a Viking Funeral, you do. And although I'm sure you had a good reason for the suicide, I'm still...Well, you know...And all I can hear is Filter screaming, "Hey

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1109015426509835682005-02-21T14:31:00.000-05:002005-02-23T08:28:23.696-05:00Feeding the Curse, Conclusion

continued from Feeding the Curse, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 4Shortly after we pulled D from the water, both boats headed back to the dock at the condo for lunch and a break from the powerful Key Largo sun. Again, J's mom prepared food for all of us, and after we finished, we slowly moved back toward the boats.Back out at sea, J attached a large, black innertube to the water-skiing line

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108999781384458312005-02-21T10:17:00.000-05:002005-02-21T10:29:41.386-05:00I am a Nasty Little Germ Monkey

I've had the flu since last Wednesday. And you must believe me when I tell you that you do not want any part of this sickness.So this germ monkey is still lying on his chaise lounge surrounded by water, hot tea, empty medicine packaging, tissue packs, and fun reading techno-thrillers while he neglects his blog.Later, I will post the final installment of Feeding the Curse - Sorry for the wait, but

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108732290198768302005-02-18T08:07:00.000-05:002005-02-18T08:13:29.713-05:00More Documents on Torture

The ACLU has obatined docments showing just how systematic and prevalent prisoner abuse is for terror detainees.And I wonder if this will appear on the front page or the six o'clock news?via Raw Story

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108730805087724112005-02-18T07:08:00.000-05:002005-02-18T07:48:02.366-05:00Feeding the Curse Part 4

continued from Feeding the Curse Part 3, Part 2, and Part 1After the accident, J looked no worse than when his Cuban born Vietnam Vet father had punched him up a bit after mouthing off at dinner one night; that is to say pretty bad. J's lips were smashed against the steering wheel and he had a good sized bruise on his cheek below his eye. J said that he didn't know what happened, that maybe he

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108565248167275912005-02-16T09:20:00.000-05:002005-02-16T11:04:06.996-05:00The Perception of the Flesh

There are many reasons not to eat meat. Among them are the mostly inhumane mass slaughtering of animals for our consumption. Another reason are the poor effects of having too much animal protein, and as a by product of meat, chemicals like steroids, entering your system.Now I'm not going to tell you how to live your life; that would be hypocritical and I try not to be a dirty hypocrite - I enjoy

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108562337643269602005-02-16T08:56:00.000-05:002005-02-16T08:58:57.646-05:00The Kyoto Protocol

The Guardian has a very good piece on what the Kyoto Protocol is, who is and is not involved, and what it means for the world.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108561793726833822005-02-16T08:48:00.000-05:002005-02-18T07:48:50.773-05:00Feeding the Curse Part 3

continued from Feeding the Curse Part 1 and Part 2A had been driving down the causeway from the party when he had lost control of his car on a curve on a road that was famous for people driving like maniacs on account of its long intervals before lights and curves. As A lost control of the car, he headed straight toward a long strip of parked cars along the roadside. A regained enough control not

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108484948204684082005-02-15T11:19:00.000-05:002005-02-15T11:47:00.426-05:00Size Matters

Several men are suing companies that offer to expand a man's girth and length in the penis area because - Surprise! - The pecker pills don't work!Imagine that: A penis growth pill that doesn't actually work...Maybe they're approaching this from the wrong way. Instead, they should be trying to shrink vaginas. Is your life so pathetic that you would actually buy and take pills to grow your penis to

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108476478656246502005-02-15T08:51:00.000-05:002005-02-15T09:15:26.510-05:00Stonhenge Aotearoa

The Pheonix Astronomical Society has built a Stonehenge-like stone circle to show how ancient technologies were used to accurately predict and observe the seasons and the stars. It is built with the ancient obelisk Druid-influenced stargazing techniques, as well as those of the ancient skills of Polynesian tribes.I remember when I went to Stonehenge in England. I was dissapointed that I could not

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108474635396658312005-02-15T08:36:00.000-05:002005-02-15T08:37:15.400-05:00Feeding the Curse Part 2

continued from Feeding the Curse Part 1That week during spring football practice, in the locker room after practice, our friend G noticed the string on mine, D's, and A's wrists. He started making fun of us and called us fags. And as he reached for A's wrist to rip it off, A pulled his arm away quickly and covered the string with his hand. And as this happened I covered my bracelet as well. So

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108403232605679052005-02-14T12:29:00.000-05:002005-02-14T16:05:41.376-05:00C.O.D and the Spoils of War

So they're trying to tell us that millions, and perhaps billions of Iraq reconstruction money was delivered to American contractors in cash from off the back of a truck? And this was done because the banks weren't operational and funds could not be transferred electronically? Bullshit.If you're falling for this lame excuse, let me explain something to you: These are all American companies that

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108392815215719522005-02-14T09:04:00.000-05:002005-02-14T15:54:36.786-05:00Feeding the Curse Part 1

You can call it a self-fulfilling prophecy, I guess. We were on the beach, five of us, walking near the surf as the sun set. The tide was going out and the sound of waves always sound like a lullaby when you're tired and buzzed after drinking in the sun all day. M, J, A, D, and myself were finishing the last of our cheap domestic beers and the dusk when we found a piece of string draped over some

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108226432174952312005-02-12T11:30:00.000-05:002005-02-12T11:42:24.593-05:00Arthur Miller is Dead

Arthur Miller, the playwright, is dead at age 89.I remember looking through my father's old books from college. The books were kept in a cupboard in the garage that I needed a ladder to reach. I remember how my nose would always itch from the smell of mildewing pages and dust. And out there among these old, yellowing pages I found Arthur Miller's Death of a Salesman in my eighth grade year. When

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108133703595009732005-02-11T09:52:00.000-05:002005-02-11T10:12:09.833-05:00Trampoline of Death Part 2

Continued from Trampoline of Death Part 1So D lets the dog out through the side door of the garage and runs and jumps back onto the trampoline. We all slowly start to jump. Then we start to pop each other into the air (popping is when, if you have more than one person on a trampoline, one person can time their bounce to have the trampoline hit you on the way down before you expect, sending you

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108069396503951232005-02-10T15:13:00.000-05:002005-02-11T10:06:18.170-05:00Trampoline of Death Part 1

I used to play a little game called Trampoline of Death (can't you just hear the announcer's deep bass voice as the words reverberate, "Trampoline of DEATH...DEath...death...death...).I'm only going to tell you about my experience with the game because I will not be responsible for any damn fools out there trying this very stupid, dangerous game. And with most things that are stupid and dangerous

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108050429943718952005-02-10T10:41:00.000-05:002005-02-10T15:12:19.463-05:00Gannon's the Fake Name, Gay Escorts and Gaining Access to Top Secret Documents is His Game

Rising Hegemon did it better than I could so please go there to read about how a man involved with gay escort companies and who gave a fake name got access to the White House, Bush, and top secret files under a fake name while pushing the Bush agenda and betraying himself, his country, and his sexual orientation. Wow, truth is stranger than fiction.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108045582589790512005-02-10T09:05:00.000-05:002005-02-10T09:29:26.616-05:00Let's Play Dead Celebrity

If you're bored and looking for something fun to do that doesn't cost too much money, you can play Dead Celebrity. Here's how I do it: First run out to a novelty shop or a bookstore and find one of those postcard carousels with all of those artsy black and white photos of celebrities and buildings. Buy a few of them (they're about a buck a piece), but make sure that their dead. Then pass them

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1108044204033765182005-02-10T08:31:00.000-05:002005-02-10T10:52:16.100-05:00The First One That Comes Near Me Gets It!

North Korea's got something in its pocket for you: A nice shiny nuclear weapon and the capability to make more. And everywhere around the US, Apocalypse watch christians get a little bit happier as they can feel the coming of the lord hasten to a joyous quick-time trot. Also in the news, Iran asks the very pertinent question, "Who wants some?" Looks like Iran wants to serve everyone a meal of

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107967706945070862005-02-09T10:09:00.000-05:002005-02-10T09:04:37.753-05:00 Thinking About the End of the World (Again) Part 2, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Apocalypse

In Thinking About the End of the World Part 1, we discussed how the End of the World, no matter what century or time period, always seems to be hovering in the distance, just over the ridge of time and getting so close that we can hear the gallop of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. There is strong evidence for some kind of apocalyptic-like reckoning on the horizon. And the media just can't

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107960688782342622005-02-09T09:49:00.000-05:002005-02-09T13:20:54.953-05:00State of the (insert name here) Address

I think we should all have State of the Union Addresses for things that matter to us. There could be a lot of pomp and circumstance and an official announcement letting everyone know that you are in da house, awwww yeah. You could have a State of the Sex Life Address to let us all know if you're getting any or not. Or you could have a State of the Mental Health Address to let us know if you've

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107877511802612052005-02-08T10:38:00.000-05:002005-02-08T18:58:42.700-05:00Gay Penguins

Yes, male penguins that like to go dancing all night to the baump baump baump beat of techno and go home with other male penguins. Actually, these gay penguins are trying to be turned straight through tempting them with some really hot female penguin ass. Maybe they should take the gay penguins to Holy Land, that beacon of holy shining light in a land of theme parks, that is more than ready to "

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107873221197289132005-02-08T08:55:00.000-05:002005-02-08T13:43:23.490-05:00Thinking About the End of the World (Again) Part 1

End times. Ooooooooh...Time to break open crazy mushroom eating John's Book of Revelations my little Mad Max Road Warriors! I say fuck the end of the world. Like Jim Morrison said, "I just want to get my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames!" So, is the end of the world around the bend, just out of sight? I think it's been just out of sight for the last 2000 years. After Jesus

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107808402360360452005-02-07T15:02:00.000-05:002005-02-07T16:11:58.876-05:00Virus

The sickness came over me a couple of weeks ago. Mystery Man gets it from time to time. Melissa had it last week. And now Larry has succumbed to it, also. I have friends who aren't bloggers and they're feeling it, too. Some kind of ennui-like viral infection that affects your anxieties and your fears and general well-being. A thought and emotion infection brought on by dissatisfaction with

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107785989089278662005-02-07T09:08:00.000-05:002005-02-07T10:08:39.753-05:00The Plan to Get Rid of the Lower Class

Check out Bush's new tax cut recommendations. I guess by cutting food stamp programs, public housing, and other health, education, and general aid programs that are related to the poorer people in the US, Bush is saying that there is no room for the poor in an ownership society. I wonder if he'll bring back debtors prisons? And did I mention how much he's showing support for the troops by

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107784760994018742005-02-07T08:53:00.000-05:002005-02-07T08:59:20.993-05:00Tech Future

I need your help. If I'm going to pursue a certification, would the MCDBA or MCSE be better? Or should I not even bother with certs and concentrate on a programming language? If I should concentrate on a language, which programming language should I become proficient in? C++, Java, or VB.Net? Any suggestions would be welcome as I'm trying to make some important career decisions. Thanks.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107530549611718042005-02-04T09:49:00.000-05:002005-02-04T14:47:45.756-05:00Ready to Armageddon-It-On

There's a lot of talk about Jesus coming back. Passion of the Christ brought anti-semitism back en vogue. A great deal of our elected and appointed officials believe Jesus is coming and the more we destroy the environment and each other, the sooner the sweet lord will raise all of his true-believers back up to heaven in a "rapture." Yeah. And may the Force be with you, you cooky crazy

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107527457027164232005-02-04T08:28:00.000-05:002005-02-04T10:38:49.483-05:00"Insomniac Daydream OCD" from Awake

Couldn't sleep last night because I was up making lists. I was making little databases on notebook paper while lying in bed with only my nightstand light on. J asked me to either turn off the light or take it out in the livingroom. Outside in the livingroom, with dogs on either side of me just lying there begging me with puppy eyes to please go to sleep like sad furry Sphinxes, I continued. This

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107441259841393852005-02-03T09:05:00.000-05:002005-02-03T10:38:31.843-05:00Running Scared

The bloggers at Toner Mishap may be on to something kind of very fucking scary. It seems that Halliburton has announced that it is pulling all of its people and assets out of Iran. Not Iraq; Iran. Now why the hell would they do something like that? Could it be because we are...going...to...invade Iran? And as you all know, we don't have enough soldiers in Iraq. So where are we going to get

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107372394115269532005-02-02T14:18:00.000-05:002005-02-02T14:26:34.116-05:00Garden State

Although I haven't seen the movie yet, I love, love the Garden State soundtrack. That's it. Random thoughts. Sorry.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107359814823165172005-02-02T10:23:00.000-05:002005-02-02T13:22:17.133-05:00Volatility with Zero Intelligence

Moving through life we make decisions all day long based on what we know and what we want or need. And these decisions affect us all day long, rippling out across our life and pointing us in new directions. Say you go to buy stamps on your fifteen minute break and the line is longer that you expected and one of the postal employees behind the desk decides his shift is over and leaves, closing

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107355847778431922005-02-02T09:47:00.000-05:002005-02-02T09:50:47.776-05:00When the Colors Come Out

Once, a long time ago, I came out of a club as the sun was rising. I was forced out through the doors like some birth, all of us were - ejected into the morning onto the streets after it had rained all night. The city looked like god had washed it for us so we could have something shiny and clean and all the colors reflected in tar-black concrete street mirrors as the sun peaked across the

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107291731414428472005-02-01T15:47:00.000-05:002005-02-01T16:07:33.666-05:00Any Given Sunday

We watched Any Given Sunday this weekend and I remembered why I loved the movie. It's not only because it is Oliver Stone Directing or because it has a toned-down Al Pacino and rising star Jamie Foxx in it (who knew Lawrence Taylor could act?). It is not only because it is a football movie, either. Any Given Sunday is an art movie about football. There is no clear hero or villain. There is not

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107276286793295392005-02-01T10:58:00.000-05:002005-02-01T19:59:44.856-05:00Hammering Away

Outside they're building the future. A shiny new building of movie theaters and stores. A place where they will take your money and all you have to do is hand it to them, and I'm hearing U2's Bullet the Blue Sky in my head. The hammers fall and pilings are driven deep into the earth and outside it's America. And as the piling drives with a whump...whump...whump, I'm reflecting on my own

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107267328972147582005-02-01T09:01:00.000-05:002005-02-01T12:04:51.506-05:00Fear This

Fear gets deep down inside like some fungus under your toenails or some cancer in your bone marrow and just grows and feeds and grows as it undermines the integrity of whatever it infests. Fear allows people to justify their wrong-doings. It is usually at the genesis of acts of violence and prejudice. Fear is a false salve to place over society's need to protect itself, and in this case,

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107195428754377082005-01-31T13:16:00.000-05:002005-02-01T16:11:31.876-05:00New One

On my roof last evening as the sun was going down. I was cementing the gutters running from the peaks of my roof. This was real work. Good, not hurting anybody, get lost in concentration work. When cementing your roof gutters you have to raise the shingles at the gutter-line and apply the cement, a thick and viscous material that is essentially a tar substitute, evenly along the edge while not

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1107181173203444072005-01-31T08:59:00.000-05:002005-01-31T14:08:37.846-05:00Hexagram 7

The Army. The army needs perseverance And a strong man. Good fortune without blame. Sorry about the absence. Been mulling over some things. Thinking about what needs to be done in my life and with this blog. It is funny how things become important to you, like this blog. It is also funny how you can lose sight of not really where you want to be, but how you go about getting there. I meandered.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106754816747081422005-01-26T10:22:00.000-05:002005-01-31T14:16:06.060-05:00Hexagram 23

Splitting Apart Splitting Apart. It does not further one To go anywhere I haven't been feeling well lately - As if you haven't been able to tell from the past posts. My body feels run down and I've been so angry and nothing is helping. The Yoga and Tai Chi offer a brief respite from the stressors of my daily life. Finding it hard to concentrate on simple things. Can't seem to go to sleep

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106750730032470522005-01-26T09:05:00.000-05:002005-01-28T11:01:52.903-05:00A Slow Moving Kind of Death

I can feel the anger rise in me. It starts just below my heart in my solar plexus and rises. My heart feels constricted. I can feel its beating increase. Spread out before me like some horrible scene from an end of the world movie is an ocean of cars crammed into a river all flowing sporadicly. Red brake lights flash on and off. Start and stop. Cars gun their engines speeding for thirty feet

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106666480452593572005-01-25T09:46:00.000-05:002005-01-25T16:29:22.926-05:00My Own Private Intel-Commando Force

When Seymour Hersh broke the story that Rumsfeld had a secret commando force that was gathering intelligence within Iran, more people should have started to worry. Our government needs to be asking some very important questions in an oversight committee like: How will this affect the CIA's effectiveness? Exactly what are these guys allowed to do? Can they kidnap people? We know they can

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106663198859751772005-01-25T09:23:00.000-05:002005-01-25T09:26:38.860-05:00The End of Haiku

Not really. I've just ended the Kung Pow Haiku blog. I've transferred all of my haiku over to Awake, what used to be my NaNoWriMo site, and what has now become a sort of online writer's journal. And yes, you may peek.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106597164802350952005-01-24T14:53:00.000-05:002005-01-24T15:54:27.603-05:00Bad, Bad Day

Yes, I am having a bad day. I want to explode with the force of 10 supernovas ripping across solar systems and warping space and time. I want to send planets reeling off their orbits. I want people billions of light years away to see the light of my dying star in fifty years and say, "Wow, that guy was pissed!" I need a drink. Oh dear, sweet god: I need a fucking drink.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106576385114278192005-01-24T08:39:00.000-05:002005-01-24T09:52:05.450-05:00"I'm gonna knock you out!"

Complacency and success are not good for keeping alert and moving on up to that deluxe apartment in the sky. And my recent contentedness with having graduated school and getting a raise have made me extremely complacent. Hence Life coming out of the corner of my eye and landing a good one on the kisser. The punch landed hard. A fiscally motivated hit, but it wasn't a KO punch, more like a jab, a

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106317352788993302005-01-21T09:15:00.000-05:002005-01-21T12:26:48.656-05:00Thank You for Using the Time Traveling Freedom Export Co.

Welcome back to the latter half of the 20th Century. "Please exit the time machine and remember to take all of your personal belongings with you," says the friendly automated female voice as you step off of the machine onto the moving track that is conveniently matched to your machine's velocity. The weirdness of the moving floor as your feet touch the track gives you a moment of vertigo, of the

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106237992962183492005-01-20T09:43:00.000-05:002005-01-20T11:19:52.963-05:00Push the Button, Monkey

They conducted an experiment where a monkey had two buttons to push. When the monkey pushed the first button he would recieve a banana. The second button was connected to a machine that was wired to the monkeys brain. If the monkey pressed this other button, he would recieve extreme pleasure like an orgasm. The monkey kept pressing the pleasure button and starved himself to death. We're all

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106149398036124722005-01-19T10:35:00.000-05:002005-01-19T10:51:05.003-05:00Catholicism "Wow!"

Finally, something us Catholics can be proud of: The Catholic Church in Spain says condoms are OK. Of course the Vatican didn't have a comment. They're probably working on moving a sex offending pederast priest into a more remote parrish to keep him out of trouble.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106146661965515242005-01-19T09:28:00.000-05:002005-01-19T09:57:41.966-05:00Cult of Stupidity

When CBS News ran a report based on false documents, the White House, along with many other agencies and organizations cried foul. An independent investigation was initiated and blame was laid and people were fired. Then CBS issued an apology for not thouroughly checking the veracity of their claims and documents. That'll do CBS, that'll do. Now what I'm completely disgusted with is that

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106063656682642542005-01-18T10:38:00.000-05:002005-01-18T13:02:31.100-05:00Conditioning Program

"You can run a government without police if your conditioning program is tight enough..." - William S. Burroughs from The Ticket That Exploded.Television stations are afraid to broadcast material that may be racy in the least saucy kind of way for fear of FCC retribution and fines. They pixelated a cartoon ass out of fear. It's like watching Austin Powers say randy instead of horny. Pay no

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106057281682505422005-01-18T08:38:00.000-05:002005-01-18T09:13:18.986-05:00Philosophy Vs. Math

Numbers do not lie. 2+2=4. 10 divided by 5 = 2. Philosophy on the other hand is an exercise in thought based on assumptions and beliefs. I'd choose math over philosophy when dealing with my hard-earned dollars any day. You can't balance your checkbook or do your taxes with philosophy. If you did, you'd probably end up broke and in jail. But our governement seems to think that using philosophy

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1106055398703101742005-01-18T08:25:00.000-05:002005-01-18T08:36:38.703-05:00Having a Good Time

Our fearless leader wants a party for barely winning the popular vote while people are dying in the streets of a far off land. Nothing like having a little champagne before you dance on someone's grave.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105905210025465132005-01-16T14:44:00.000-05:002005-01-16T15:17:56.763-05:00Proposals and Car Wrecks, Or How the Universe Evens Things Out

The day after I asked my then girlfriend and now wife to marry me and she said yes, I was rear ended and sent across two lanes of oncoming traffic onto the shoulder of the road. I was told by the docs that I was always going to feel some kind of discomfort. And now, up there on the roof, replacing the half of it that got eaten away by the three hurricanes that had their way with Central Florida

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105799504201892972005-01-15T09:21:00.000-05:002005-01-15T14:58:19.886-05:00Under a Flat Grey Sky

Roofing today with the father-in-law. Let's do an equipment check: 33 Bundles of roofing shingles: Check Ladder: Check Nail gun: Check Nails: Check Father-in-law that knows what he's doing: Check Beer: Check Scotch: Check (Don't worry, this is for tonight. I'd never drink on the job. And having a beer is not drinking - It's having a beer.) Rock'n Roll! If you don't hear from me on Monday that

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105719239614345532005-01-14T11:01:00.000-05:002005-01-14T15:19:25.563-05:00Charlie Don't Surf

Robert Duvall's courageously mad and misguided Lieutenant Colonel Bill Kilgore says those lines in Coppola's Apaocalypse Now as his reason for taking a village during the Vietnam War. "Charlie don't surf!" And the people of Darfur don't surf either, so why give them any aide? There's only something like 70,000 people dead in a genocidal purging that the world could have quelled if it had

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105717607170389592005-01-14T10:26:00.000-05:002005-01-14T12:46:24.006-05:00Contemplating the Rain

The rains are here and whenever it rains I am reminded of Ray Bradbury's short story, "There Will Come Soft Rains," which takes its title from a poem by Sarah Teasdale. The story is about an automated house that begins the day preparing for the family that lives there, but no one lives there anymore. No one lives anywhere anymore. The end of the world has come and our automated houses and

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105625735105330362005-01-13T08:35:00.000-05:002005-01-13T11:29:52.460-05:00Morning: Beautiful Day

I love mornings, even though I dislike waking. Smell the irony. Pulling into downtown off of the highway and the birds of the city, the various pigeons and black birds and finches, are all taking flight as U2 gets together at Slane Castle with thousands of their friends all filling my car via CD. When birds take flight it makes me feel like I, too, have grace and can ascend to higher places

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105551275049134662005-01-12T13:19:00.000-05:002005-01-12T12:34:35.050-05:00Fawn Adopted by Ridgeback

This is so damn cute that it makes we wanna puke. From an email via the Dish: "A lady found the fawn under her step (they think the doe might have been hit by a car) .. her Ridge Back dog is helping look after it. The family named the fawn Bella. Once she has regained her strength (she was not in good shape when the family found her) they are going to send her to some friends who (in the past)

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105542157791202612005-01-12T09:56:00.000-05:002005-01-12T10:03:16.470-05:00The Best Little Whorehouse in Germany

Mercedes Mueller, a brothel madame from Germany, is donating a portion of her house's proceeds for tsunami relief efforts. You know it's bad when the whores are chipping in - Bless their little gold hearts.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105462433663584262005-01-11T11:46:00.000-05:002005-01-11T11:53:53.663-05:00Animal Kingdom

My Animal Kingdom pics are up at my photoblog on Buzznet. Go ahead and take a gander.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105458509121920492005-01-11T10:33:00.000-05:002005-01-11T11:44:45.816-05:00I Miss Paris

Found this blogger who was in Paris for New Year's Eve (the lucky bastard!). After going through his site with pics of the pastries and Paris and his descriptions of his time there, I am feeling a longing for Paris. I miss the Hotel Langlois and waking to the smell of freshly baked goodies from the nearby patisserie. I miss the parks and public spaces and the way the people dressed and how

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105455058698903602005-01-11T09:42:00.000-05:002005-01-11T10:11:10.170-05:00Ch-ch-ch-changes

Feeling weird. Time has become very tangible with the passing of the old year and the beginning of the new. I can feel it, like running your hands through cobwebs, strands of time and detris caught in its web clinging to me. I can't shake it off. It won't go away. And then there's the strange dreams. Feel like something's going to break, going to give, and this time for real.Soon. So what does

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105369824720331392005-01-10T09:47:00.000-05:002005-01-10T10:10:24.720-05:00Domesticated and Endangered Species

Now that we've heard about the human misery that was a result of the tsunami, we're starting to learn about the animals. In an earlier post I discussed how the animals in the devastated areas knew to leave before the waves hit, but the animals that were domesticated, especially people's pets that were abandoned in the chaos, are in trouble and stand to suffer as much as there human owners if

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105111773460276842005-01-07T10:11:00.000-05:002005-01-07T10:36:06.850-05:00A Very Long Engagement

What a great movie! My lovely wife, J, and I went to see A Very Long Engagement last night at the very cool Enzian Theater in Maitland, FL. The movie, the latest from the brilliant director Jean-Pierre Jeunet, who also made Delicatessen, The City of Lost Children, and Amelie, is very moving, funny, emotional, haunting, and just great. The story is about a superstitious woman who is in love

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105110138619995582005-01-07T10:00:00.000-05:002005-01-07T10:02:18.620-05:00Dead Deer Strikes Back at Hunter: Film at 11

A hunter has contracted TB from a deer he killed. This is the first time this type of TB has jumped from animal to human. Maybe those deer are just trying to level the playing field a little, huh?

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105038018749842142005-01-06T13:57:00.000-05:002005-01-06T14:00:18.750-05:00Haiku, Where Are You?

I've been neglecting Kung Pow Haiku, and for that I apologize. Please notice that I've started commposing Haiku again.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105031968593229582005-01-06T13:11:00.000-05:002005-01-06T12:19:28.593-05:00Guernica Vs. Fallujah

"Smoke is everywhere," an Iraqi told the BBC (Nov 11). "The house some doors from mine was hit during the bombardment on Wednesday night. A 13-year-old boy was killed. His name was Ghazi. A row of palm trees used to run along the street outside my house--now only the trunks are left There are more and more dead bodies on the streets and the stench is unbearable."

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105022801637673342005-01-06T09:30:00.000-05:002005-01-06T09:47:57.853-05:00Survival of the Smartest

Maybe they don't have an iPod (well, I don't either; I think they're a waist of money) or drive a nice car, but everyone from the indiginous Jarawa tribe from the Andaman Islands survived the tsunami. It is thought that the tribes' "ancient knowledge of the movement of wind, sea and birds may have saved the indigenous tribes from the tsunami." This just shows us that there are different types of

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105020997363705762005-01-06T09:08:00.000-05:002005-01-06T09:16:37.363-05:00Bon and Buddhism

An interesting artilcle on Tibet's religions here. The quiet, yet resounding truth within Buddhism has always fascinated me. If you have wondered about the Eastern religions and philosophies, this article has some good information on the history of Tibet in relation to its spiritual and mystical elements. Oh, yeah: Om

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1105020520278268072005-01-06T09:04:00.000-05:002005-01-06T09:08:40.276-05:00Religion: Jedi

You, too, can become a Jedi at Jedi Academy in Romania. Learn to weild a lightsaber (I have always wanted one of those) and other "skills" from the Star Wars universe. Wow...that is sooo sad. But I still want a lightsaber.

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1104935336344275192005-01-05T09:21:00.000-05:002005-01-05T09:28:56.343-05:00Magnum Force

How does one get a job testing condoms for Consumer Reports?

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1104934610228717462005-01-05T08:43:00.000-05:002005-01-05T09:16:50.226-05:00Caught Stealing

We elect them as our chosen representatives and pay their salaries and expenses for serving us, but they don't want transparency in their dealings. The harder it is to investigate a crime, the least likely the criminals will come to justice. And since we've chosen them to make laws in our names they feel that they have the right to limit the extent to which any of them can be scrutinized for

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1104863304950727582005-01-04T13:49:00.000-05:002005-01-04T15:34:11.016-05:00A Little Something Called Due Process

Could someone become the Count of Monte Cristo? Ever seen when agent Sean Archer goes undercover as Castor Troy at a top secret prison and has to escape to clear his name and get his real identity back in the movie Face/Off? Just some great ideas that can come to a life near you, maybe, if our government does away with due process for "terror" prisoners and builds a jail where they can hold

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1104848291676662872005-01-04T08:52:00.000-05:002005-01-04T09:33:35.106-05:00Dreams, Jellyfish, and the Nagging Feeling that I'm Missing Something

Since Christmas eve, my dreams have been very strange. I've had dreams that I'd awoken from and could not tell if they had really happened, like some repressed secret history. I've also had dreams in which after they ended and I awoke I had this nagging feeling that there was something important from my dream I was supposed to remember; something I needed to help get me through the day. All of

Kung Pow Pighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15862768502819005603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391320.post-1104778151640949992005-01-03T13:46:00.000-05:002005-01-07T10:50:32.893-05:00Elephants Save Lives inTsunami

I've always liked elephants. They were my favorite animals at the circus. Hannibal nearly conquered Rome with them as part of his cavalry. And elephants saved the lives of several people in Thailand before the tsunami hit. And as I noticed after our hurricanes here in Florida, there seemed to be no dead animals after natural disasters. Animals' senses can pick up the impending trouble before we

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