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Ice kicking 101

So today, I went to a park with some colleagues of mine, which had many hills. The park did, not the colleagues. It was dark, and we found some small blocks of ice, so we decided to go sliding down the hills on them. Before you ask, “Hung, is this some kind of rhetorical allegory that you’re setting up where you explore the inner workings of the darker side of the human psyche?” I’ll have to tell you I’m not. Anyway, back to my story. So we had a good time sliding down the hill. Then we went back to wherever we were from. but we kicked a piece of ice around. We were kinda playing ice soccer with it, when I kicked it head on, and it shot up in the air. Before it did that though, it totally wrecked my toe! My toe is still a little sore. Let that be a lesson to you kids, don’t kick ice unless you have special ice-kicking boots. That is all.

Who Built the Labyrinth?

IT WAS DAEDALUS WHO BUILT THE LABYRINTH! DAEDALUS! YESSS!

Yabba Dabba What!?

Hey dudes,

So I have to write like, an 8 page paper soon, but for now, I shall write in this weblog, because I tend to neglect it, and I need to get the juices flowing. The creative juices that is. I had a thought last night while trying to sleep. What do you think people thought when they first showed the Flintstones on tv, and Fred said “Yabba Dabba Dooo!” How long did it take before people stopped thinking, “Yabba what!? What the hell is this cartoon caveman saying!?” I’m thinking three weeks at least. Anyway, I bet people weren’t so confused at Scooby Doo later on, since they had already been De-sensitized to the whole “yabba dabba scooby dooby” stuff. That’s all.

Totally Random and Useless Post

Dude, i just updated my webpage with pictures from the state fair! I'm Psyched! I'm so Pysched, that i capitalized Psyched, and then mispelled it! Yeah. ok.

-Hung

Sept. 11 – The Cheesy Song

And I'll gladly stand up, *crash* next to you…