With Great Power…

Posted on March 5, 2019 by sungmokoo

With great power comes great responsibility. With great responsibility comes ridiculous guilt complex.

The Amazing Spider-Man returned home after a very grueling day of web-spinning, crime fighting and being chased and misunderstood by the police. He was wiped out. At last, he could be plain old Peter Parker and get some much-deserved rest. After all, with great power comes great responsibility, which includes taking care of your wellbeing. It also includes doing the dishes, but Peter Parker was far from perfect.

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It Is What It Is And Then You Die, Right?

Posted on March 4, 2019 by sungmokoo

Evelyn despised her chalk outline, it made her look fat, and overly masculine.

It was not peculiar that she was gazing at her recently deceased body, nor was it peculiar that she was shot in the head for an unpaid gambling debt. Her blood seeped over the chalk outline. Alleged spirituality and an addiction to gambling ran fierce in her family, as did old school witchcraft and a knack for embroidery. Evelyn Woodward communicated frequently with the dead, so she was somewhat prepared for this moment. What made this whole scenario peculiar was: how does someone bet the farm on the Cleveland Browns? Who?

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“Funky Rubber Band In Panama” by VAN HALEN Vs. POPCORN WYLIE

Posted on March 3, 2019 by sungmokoo

Wylie - Halen
Like most people, he chose to be provocative. Who, in this day and age would want to be antivocative?

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Tribute? You Brought Her!

Posted on March 2, 2019 by sungmokoo

Unlike Beatles tribute bands, a Beatles Hawaiian shirt can be worn with shameful pride. Not!

I’m not even sure if this is true, because I’ve never been to Hawaii, but once, when I was in Hawaii, back in the late ‘70s, I saw an eight piece Hawaiian Beatles tribute band aptly called Eight Hawaiians A Week. Spoiler alert: they sucked, as in oh my God, they were pitchier than a snake oil salesman. They held a tune like one would attempt to hold an eel after dipping it in lard. They sang with the thickest accents. Even though, they were horrendous, they were affable and adorable. In short, they wore the mop top wigs.

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