Saturday, August 05, 2017
The Farce Awakens
Sunday, March 25, 2012
A Conspiracy of Cockerels or the Way of the Rooster
ROOSTERVILLE, Sri Lanka -- KNN has been called in to investigate mysterious happenings in the Colombo metropolis during the past few months. Residents of Wellawatte report of being unceremoniously roused in the dead of the night by the incessant crowing of roosters (Gallus gallus domesticus), albeit temporally challenged ones. Under the quiescent cover of darkness, the cacophonous overtures are said to burst forth suddenly, like sporadic gunfire, shattering the tranquil slumber of the populace. All accounts suggest that more than one deranged bird is involved in this dastardly scheme to subvert the enumeration of sheep.
Kahuna and the Genie set up camp in the aggrieved neighborhood a few weeks ago to study this strange phenomenon firsthand. After several overnight vigils, they confirmed that a league of infernal roosters was indeed crowing raucously in the wee hours, long before any vestiges of astronomical twilight and as early as a quarter past eleven in the night. The sun, they concluded, had no part to play in this ostrobogulous melodrama.
Citing contemporary research[1], Kahuna noted that whilst most sensible roosters crow at dawn or in the morning hours, less balanced fowl could potentially crow at any hour of the day, particularly when agitated. Roosters, being territorial animals, also crow in response to a rival's call. An in-depth study by Leonard and Horn[2] found that dominant roosters are more vocal, crowing more often and at a higher frequencies. Dominant roosters also respond more vocally to rivals than subordinate roosters. The study concludes that crowing is a means establishing the pecking order among roosters. Kahuna speculated that if sufficient dominant roosters are collocated carelessly, a broadcast storm could manifest. This, He theorized, would sound similar to the vile fugue wafting through the night air in Colombo.
Continuing his diatribe, Kahuna said the historical record is replete with accounts of discombobulated roosters. He noted one such case of a befuddled bird in The Mansions of the Gods[3], from the chronicles of Asterix, by the sublime Goscinny and Uderzo. In this narrative, in or around 50 B.C., the village rooster—later identified as Chanticleerix[4]—is agitated by a Roman-lead uprooting of trees in the adjacent forest and awakens the whole village by crowing in the middle of the night. The regrettable events thus set in motion prove to be the undoing of the glorious general's[5] latest plan to conquer all (yes, all) of Gaul.
Back in the present time, Kahuna said that He suspects a hidden hand orchestrating the rooster inharmonic of Colombo. Arguing that recent events had sinister overtones not readily explained by the laws of chance, He mused that the errant birds may be in the pay of that shadowy genius, volumetric ornithologist, Professor Ebenezer Gordon. According to Kahuna, Gordon has mastered fowl language and is able to communicate with the feather-brained. The precision aerial baguette strike on the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) at CERN and the recent airdrop of a deer fawn on a Montana power line by a renegade bald eagle are believed to have been executed at the behest of the arch-zoologist.
Much to Kahuna's disappointment, evidence incriminating Gordon failed to materialize during inquiries. He finally commissioned a cloud[6] of bats to locate the offending roosters, presumably by means of echo-location. This admittedly batty strategy laid bare the complex but organized nature of the rooster cabal. The cockerels were found to be widely distributed across the neighborhood in a multichannel surround sound configuration. The contingent of roosters comprising the low-frequency effects channel was discovered to be deviously installed on hallowed ground, at an ancient temple with an impeccant name. From this blessed perch, the infernal creatures would harass the neighborhood not only with discordant impunity, but also veritable diplomatic immunity. Astoundingly, the focus of this multichannel rooster audio network was found to be a dwelling occupied by none other than that proponent of Haddockism and Taschist ideology, the Admiral. Billions of bilious blue blistering barnacles, indeed. In ten thousand thundering typhoons, no less.
When confronted with the evidence, the Admiral readily admitted being the potentate governing the Rooster Empire with its declared purpose of outsourcing rooster crowing for the entire planet. KNN learned that the service is delivered at dawn in customer timezones using high-fidelity audio streamed over the Internet from Rooster Central. The Rooster Keeper scoffed at concerns of a breach of the peace in Wellawatte arguing that, "it's happy hour somewhere in the world."
In an exclusive interview with KNN, Kahuna said that the evidence falls into place and hazarded a sinister motive behind the Admiral's penchant for driving past the temple in question at every available opportunity, despite shorter routes between point A and point B. He concluded that this was nothing but a ruse to furtively twiddle the low-frequency effects channel infested by particularly rebellious roosters. Adding insult to injury, Kahuna further alleged that Rooster Central is left on autopilot with the Admiral residing in a quiet neighborhood far away from the clangorous monstrosity she created in Wellawatte. It was only a matter of time, He prophesied, before the highly rattled population of Wellawatte takes matters into their own hands. In a seemingly unrelated development, the torch and pitchfork futures market surged in after-hours trading shortly after Kahuna's interview aired on KNN.
On that uneasy note, we conclude the Way of the Rooster. Tune in next time, when Professor Gordon talks about his navy of lake monsters in the Chattahoochee River in Atlanta.
[1] Jennifer Nemec. “Secret of the Rooster’s Crow.” GRIT, February 2008.
[2] Leonard, Marty L, and Andrew G Horn. “Crowing in relation to status in roosters.” Animimal Behaviour 49 (1995): 1283-1290.
[3] Goscinny, R, and A Uderzo. The Mansions of the Gods. Translated by Anthea Bell and Derrick Hockridge. Kent: Hodder Dargaud, 1984.
[4] Goscinny, R, and A Uderzo. Asterix and the Class Act. Translated by Anthea Bell and Derrick Hockridge. London: Orion, 2003.
[5] A reference to Gaius Julius Caesar, who preferred the third person when referring to himself, no doubt provoking Marcus Junius Brutus et al., in the process.
[6] The collective noun for bats according to Scorpio Tales.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Gordon Grounded in Reindeer Mutiny
This latest incident brings to a head the bitter industrial dispute between Gordon's loss-making Santa Claus business and his reindeer. The squabble originated four years ago with Gordon outsourcing his logistics to Bajaj in a bid to check rising supply chain costs. The move was widely condemned at the time by both his reindeer and environmental groups.
In a conversation with Kahuna a few weeks ago, Gordon revealed that no progress was made in resolving the dispute and hinted that the situation could take a turn for the worse:
Kahuna (K): Ho ho ho!A spokesdeer for the Reindeer Union confirmed reports that last-minute talks broke down over the contentious matter of Gordon's ballooning girth requiring the sleigh to be classified as heavy according to FAA regulations. The spokesdeer admitted that matters had also turned ugly during Rudolf's recent performance review leading to several derogatory postings on Facebook.
Gordon (G): Ho ho ho!
K: Have you settled with your reindeer?
G: No, we are using Segways this year.
K: So, you've been grounded?
G: Indeed. We're in talks with Virgin Atlantic, though.
K: To what end?
G: Segways have a limited range you know X-(
K: Isn't it simpler to settle the industrial dispute with your reindeer? X-(
G: I'm also in talks with a venison supplier X-(
K: Have you added yourself to your list of coal recipients? X-(
G: Not yet.
K: The Reindeer Union may well arrange a stampede across your person.
North Pole sources, speaking on the condition of anonymity, said that an extraordinary general meeting of the Reindeer Union was in session. It is reliably understood that the reindeer will take matters into their own hooves and report back to work in time to make tonight's delivery run. However, this is expected to be minus Gordon, who will remain sequestered for the time being with a steady supply of donuts and cat videos.
On that festive note, we wish everyone a Merry Christmas!
PS: More of Scott Metzger's holiday cartoons are available on his website.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
The Federation of Independent Cats
Tiger Tail (Copyright © 2011 B Kahuna)
Tiger (Copyright © 2011 B Kahuna)
Twigger (Copyright © 2011 B Kahuna)
PANADURA, Sri Lanka -- Members of the Federation of Independent Cats (FIC) posed for photographs recently during a breakfast meeting at Kahuna's Lair. Kahuna revealed that Tiger Tail, Tiger, Twigger and Smokey (not pictured) visit for meals daily and occupy His household appliances with impunity despite rumblings by household canine Rozzwell and evil glares by household feline Waffles.
Kahuna added that His oven was occupied by Tiger Tail last night and His washing machine was currently being occupied by Tiger. He denied suggestions that the Federation of Independent Cats was inaugurated to oppose the feline-infested Gordon Administration, but did not rule out airdropping catnip over Gordon's stronghold in Kendiliyaddapaluwa.
Many cats were fed in course of this production.
Sunday, December 05, 2010
The Kahuna-Gordon Messages: Part 27 - A Dance to a Different Tuna
On that admittedly incongruent note, we must cast off. Tune in next time when Gordon recounts of the hunt for Red October in his bathtub.Gordon (G): Are you handy with SQL?Kahuna (K): !@$@#$@#$ Do I look like E F Codd? X-(G: No you look like a cod, but that's a different story by Seven Seas.K: You're packing the omega-3 fatty acids aren't you?G: I'll whack you with a pike if you dont watch it.K: This is not the time and plaice for this X-(G: There's no need for roe comments X-(K: You're fishing in troubled waters, I tell you X-(G: I'm not falling for that bait X-(G: This whole conversation stinks.K: You've already swallowed it hook, line and sinker if you ask me.G: You'll need a shark cage to protect you when I get my hands on you X-(K: You might have to evolve fins first by Darwin X-(G: Actually, I'll use the hammer-head approach.K: A swordfish attack in the rear will change your tune X-(G: I'm not going to dance to your tuna X-(K: There's no need to whale about this.G: You're the one spawning animosity X-(K: And you're trawling for any dirt you can get X-(G: Nonsense, I'm swimming against the tide to avoid conflict X-(K: You're out of your depth here, give up.G: On the contrary, you've sunken to an all-time low.K: Keeping you afloat has certainly taken its toll X-(G: Look who's talking, you're driving me to the drink X-(K: You should be in Davy Jones's Locker X-(G: And you should be on the menu at Joe's Crab Shack X-(K: Unlike the cockles and mussels mentioned in that song[1], you won't be alive when I'm through with you X-(G: I'll plot with your mother to get you married off to that woman renowned for selling seashells by the seashore[2] X-(K: I'd prefer C Shells myself, thank you X-(G: I'll put you on exhibit at Sea World if you don't watch it.K: You're as persistent as a barnacle X-(G: This conversation is getting quite stale :-lK: It's gotten quite rotten by Unhygienix.G: And it started with E F Codd :-LK: By you X(G: Nonsense, you brought Codd into the equation in response to a simple query (pun intended) X-(K: I will have you tied up in an outer join X-(G: You won't have a boy scout around to save your ass when the goons arrive.
[1] "Molly Malone," also known as "Cockles and Mussels," the unofficial anthem of Dublin, Ireland.
[2] Fossil collector and paleontologist Mary Anning, the basis for Terry Sullivan's 1908 tongue twister, "She sells seashells."
Monday, August 30, 2010
Unquotable Quotes - Part 43
— Vandoofus, disapproving of Kahuna turning up in the wee hours.
I will do as I please.
— Kahuna, in his own defense.
You need to get spanked. Er wait, you might like that.
— Vandoofus, having second thoughts on disciplining Kahuna.
I have stopped spinning.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, on regaining control of his vestibular system.
So now you're a non-rotating black hole?
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, reaching an extremely dense conclusion.
She had a bow and arrows in the car, what do you expect?
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, on the Admiral gaining unsanctioned ingress to his building.
I will send Akio Toyoda over to beat you senseless with an accelerator pedal.
— Kahuna to Gordon, seeking speedy dispute resolution.
Sorry, the Bill of Rights does not cover 1080p.
— Kahuna, dismissing Gordon's contention that HDTV was well within his rights.
Thus proving he doesn't require authorization from resident fruit bats to do anything.
— Gordon, learning of Kahuna being bypassed in formulating the household IPTV policy by His Paternal One.
Have you negotiated with your father to not set parental controls on the device?
— Gordon to Kahuna, adding insult to injury.
I will compile the unabridged and unedited version of your biography to be presented to your offspring.
— Kahuna to Gordon, retaliating with the threat of releasing sensitive information.
SLT has also provided catnip for the household feline.
— Kahuna to Gordon, noting value-added services for cats bundled with IPTV.
Mama baya ne!
— Diya Rakusa, defying Kahuna's threat of disclosing his decidedly colorful past.
And you expect all of us to come pick you up at the airport?
— Kahuna, outraged at Vandoofus demanding an entourage on arrival from the orient.
Not a wise course of action on the Ides of March, methinks.
— Kahuna, issuing a veiled threat on receipt of a general insult from Gordon.
Why is he the Genie?
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, questioning the Genie Identity.
He likes to be rubbed.
— Kahuna, enlightening Vandoofus on the Way of the Genie.
Oh? Are you Alladin?
— Vandoofus, taking a dim view of Kahuna's role in the Way of the Genie.
That was a sub-optimal blow job.
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, concluding that the blowhole (hummanaya) in Kudawala sucked after a decidedly feeble performance.
You can see Niagara Falls for free.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on being told of the daylight robbery legislated by the Tangalle Pradeshiya Sabha in charging admission to view the blowhole.
Not to mention the quasi-bogus visitor center that seems to be modeled after some species of octopus.
— Kahuna to Gordon, critiquing the Tangalle Pradeshiya Sabha's cephalopod-inspired architecture.
Will you abuse the words 'blow' and 'hole'?
— Gordon to Kahuna, noting high potential for buffoonery presented by current events.
If I get any better I will code myself out of the matrix.
— Vandoofus's Superlative Programming Dilemma.
Maybe your code will work if you get better.
— Kahuna's Corollary to Vandoofus's Superlative Programming Dilemma.
I see a guy wearing pink slippers; hope he messes with me.
— The Genie to Kahuna, spotting a suitable victim in his continuing quest for needless violence.
I read your messages to my wife.
— Huggles, voicing displeasure at insinuations made about his technical skills in Kahuna's communications with HRH.
Did you know that Yoda's voice and Miss Piggy's voice is the same?
— The Admiral to Kahuna, discovering the dark secrets of Frank Oz.
Bring this up now, do you?
— Kahuna, displeased at the Admiral's inconvenient discoveries.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Unquotable Quotes - Part 42
— The Monster, on being accosted by Kahuna on Facebook chat.
Ask it to buy a dongle and stop whining.
— Gordon to Kahuna, weighing in heavily on the Vandoofus Bluetooth fiasco.
Are you on Michael Dell's customer support staff?
— Kahuna, unimpressed by Gordon's customer service mindset.
I can't find "safely remove"; I'm just going to pull it out.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, confounded by Universal Serial Bus technology.
She must be up to something dodgy, like spending money.
— Huggles to Kahuna, on being told of Her Royal Highness roaming the city unsupervised.
Well, I'll put a stop to that from tomorrow.
— Huggles to Kahuna, vowing to personally impose sanctions on Her Royal Highness.
I was told yesterday that you were the topic of discussion at the last dinner: specifically, parts of your anatomy.
— Kahuna, informing Huggles of an explicit dinnertime conversation in absentia.
You know Timmy and Teddy, mind in the bloody gutter.
— Huggles to Kahuna, unsurprised at being the main course.
Everybody misses me, I feel so special.
— Huggles to Kahuna, basking in the afterglow of undue attention.
Some of them are after specific parts of you.
— Kahuna, warning Huggles of underhand moves.
Has the butler assumed power yet?
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, eagerly awaiting the Butlerian Jihad.
The butler is ironing my shirt as we speak.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, announcing an unexpected delay in the revolution.
He might bean you with a rolling pin later.
— Kahuna, in hope of a desirable outcome in the power struggle between Vandoofus and his butler.
I am in an undisclosed location.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, confessing on emulating Dick Cheney to avoid Huggles.
I'm sure Huggles will find you; You'd better buy some doughnuts to distract him.
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, proposing devious toroidal countermeasures.
Teddy has a habit of grabbing him in the doughnuts.
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, warning of Darth Teddy getting physical with Huggles.
You're spending way too much time in her chambers.
— Kahuna, disapproving of Vandoofus constantly consulting with his lawyer.
I need a lot of legal advice.
— Vandoofus, in his own defense.
You should slow down at your age.
— Kahuna, warning Vandoofus of the perils of excessive legal counsel.
My God!
— Darth Ching, encountering Kahuna armed with a camera in church.
I will have you replaced by a robot if you don't tone it down; preferably a lighter model.
— Kahuna's Lightweight Droid Solution to the Existential Gorden Problem.
I could have you replaced by a garden gnome and no one would notice the difference.
— Gorden's Gnome Equivalence Hypothesis to Dislodge Kahuna.
In your case the difference would become obvious as the refrigerator alarm will not sound at midnight.
— Kahuna's Midnight Snack Retort to Gorden's Gnome Equivalence Hypothesis.
Bastard!
— Kahuna, reacting in no uncertain terms to Vandoofus acquiring a new Macbook.
I will let you play with it.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, adding insult to injury.
Do you know how to use it?
— Kahuna, taking a dim view of Vandoofus's technological savvy.
I might just run Windows VM.
— Vandoofus, confirming Kahuna's fears with his plans to slow down Mac OS X.
Are you sure you spelt that out correctly?
— Huggles, learning of Kahuna's intent to walk.
Yes, I'm sure, you pervert!
— Kahuna, in his own defense.
Yeah, I was thinking of you while walking.
— Kahuna, on being asked by Huggles if he was missed.
I knew it, it was misspelt.
— Huggles to Kahuna, fearing the worst.
I'm going to shave and shower now and maybe spell correctly.
— Kahuna to Huggles, revealing His morning ablutions in unnecessary detail.
Just because your butler imposes an early dinner regime doesn't mean the rest of us have to fall in line.
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, on being told that His dinnertime was late.
Is this some sort of an attempt at a cardio activity?
— Vandoofus, questioning the motive behind Kahuna's plan to walk at 4 am.
No, it's an attempt at surprising the neighborhood rooster.
— Kahuna, peeved at Vandoofus questioning the obvious.
Are you going to engage in sexual activity with the rooster?
— Vandoofus, plotting to implicate Kahuna in a clandestine tryst.
Don't talk cock.
— Kahuna, dismissing Vandoofus's feather-brained fantasy.
Why can't you just eat roast paan and parippu like normal people?
— Vandoofus, expressing irritation at Kahuna constructing a seafood cannelloni.
You seem to have grown quite attached to Huggles.
— Kahuna, observing Vandoofus hobnobbing with Huggles.
That's just the cover.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, hinting at a more nefarious plan.
Their current location is unknown, but probably involves a bed.
— Kahuna to the Baroness, on the whereabouts of Vandoofus and his lawyer.
From what I hear, their trip planning was a bit dodgy.
— The Baroness, reviewing intelligence reports of the Vandoofus Expedition with Kahuna.
Did you doubt my navigation skills?
— Vandoofus, on Kahuna's surprise at the return of his dodgy expedition.
I'm online with London regarding said skills, or lack thereof.
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, admitting to spying for the Baroness.
You can't refer to your husband in the manner reserved for MI6.
— Kahuna, objecting to the Baroness referring to the Baron solely by letter.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Unquotable Quotes - Part 41
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, on being prominently featured in UQ40.
Your liver would secede if it had that option.
— Kahuna's Tipsy Teddy Hypothesis.
Que? Speak English, man.
— Darth Teddy's Foreign Language Retort to Kahuna's Tipsy Teddy Hypothesis.
I would like to play something besides their hands.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, expressing dubious desires after reviewing the Humanthesizer, consisting of fifteen bikini models.
What if someone sues your pants off?
— Kahuna to Vandoofus on the perils of roaming around without legal representation.
That's the irony: I am likely to need a lawyer when I am not with my lawyer.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, admitting to a high potential for misbehavior when unrepresented.
How do I check? Throw a match in or something?
— Darth Teddy to Kahuna, on the correct procedure for examining one's tonsils.
You stand in front of a mirror, open your big mouth and shine a torch into the gaping darkness.
— Kahuna to Darth Teddy, outlining the more modern procedure recommended by five out of six otolaryngologists.
But, I should meet her in private.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, on being told of a circus in honor of Her Royal Highness.
I knew Google was bad news.
— Vandoofus, learning of Kahuna applying facial recognition to His Picasa Web Albums.
Do you think parliament should meet under water?
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, noting an underwater cabinet meeting held in the Maldives.
Yes, but without diving equipment.
— Vandoofus, approving Kahuna's watery proposal with a proviso.
Why? Was Huggles chasing you?
— Kahuna, hearing of Vandoofus running two kilometers.
Er, is he here?
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, voicing grave concern on the current whereabouts of Huggles.
Fucking Dell rip-off; I am buying a Mac.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, discovering after painstaking diagnosis that Harald Blatand was mysteriously unrepresented on his state-of-the-art Dell XPS 1310 notebook.
Are we presenting Teddy with an inappropriate gift?
— Her Royal Highness to Kahuna, plotting dubious deeds on the occasion of Darth Teddy's birthday.
So you chose Teddy over Doofi? Awww, he'll be hurt!
— Darth Teddy's Consort, learning of Kahuna choosing to deal with Teddy before Vandoofus.
Teddy is cuddlier.
— Kahuna, in his own defense.
Is there anyone you are interested in?
— Her Royal Highness, seeking to end Kahuna's unsupervised regime through dastardly means.
Other than your sibling?
— Kahuna to Her Royal Highness, seeking clarification.
Birthday sex.
— The Baron to Kahuna, defending an early return home on his birthday.
Just wish you were here too.
— The Baron to Kahuna, proposing a ménage à trois to celebrate his birthday.
Love this place; Gordon lives five minutes from everything.
— The Monster to Kahuna, disclosing the strategic co-location of Gordon's Lair from major amenities including the local Ben & Jerry's scoop shop.
Gordon has located himself at the center of the universe?
— Kahuna, alarmed at the Monster's latest revelations.
I haven't been able to consult my lawyer since Tuesday.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, admitting to being sequestered by his parents.
I need to have a word with your mother.
— Vandoofus, threatening to invoke a higher power to deal with Kahuna.
Whom do you think your mother will believe? You or me?
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, retaliating by raising a point of credibility.
Was the frosting disallowed?
— Kahuna, learning of Gordon's confectionery intake being restricted to half a cupcake by his autonomous wife.
You expect us to believe that the plate moved on its own?
— Kahuna, attempting to implicate Gordon in a major earthquake in the South Pacific.
You are fortunate that you live in the jungle or you would not be very safe right now.
— Her Royal Highness, warning Kahuna of an imminent offensive.
Oh, you'll summon your contingent of dieting elephants?
— Kahuna, speculating on the precise nature of Her Royal Highness's threat.
I see you're still in the low-frequency noise phase.
— Kahuna, peeved at humming sounds made by Vandoofus.
Very well then, have pleasant dreams that involve neither my brother nor my husband.
— Her Royal Highness, imposing restrictions on Kahuna's REM sleep.
You're seriously limiting my options.
— Kahuna, expressing irritation at Her Royal Highness's restrictive dreaming regulations.
Gordon may well be experimenting with this kind of thing in his laboratory.
— Kahuna to the Monster, observing the explosive results of microwaving a large Electra Bulb.
Indeed, I intend to aid when I get there.
— The Monster to Kahuna, confirming a genetic predisposition towards pyrotechnics.
This rivalry with Batman has got to stop.
— Kahuna to the Monster, taking a dim view of escalating tensions between Gordon and the Caped Crusader.
I will no longer be the Fat One soon, buwahahaha!
— Gordon to Kahuna, announcing a self-imposed exercise regimen.
Holy crème brûlée, Fatman!
— Kahuna, sensing a great disturbance in the barycenter of the Earth-Gordon system.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Buggered by Baguette
GENEVA, Switzerland -- Outright buffoonery was uncovered last week when the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) at the European Organization for Nuclear Research (CERN) experienced a cryogenics failure in two sectors due to a sudden loss of electrical power. It turned out to be anything but an ordinary short circuit. The root cause? A piece of crusty baguette dropped strategically onto a busbar in an outdoor power substation, allegedly by some species of bird[1][2][3].
This would appear to be the first recorded instance of a precision aerial baguette strike causing a blackout. The LHC had not been in operation at the time and repairs have been already completed at the time of blogging.
Some experts have cautioned that the bird in question might not have acted alone. Speaking to KNN shortly after the incident became public, Kahuna said that he suspected fowl play and implicated well-known volumetric ornithologist Professor Ebenezer Gordon. Kahuna dismissed the possibility of a random bird-bread strike, arguing that the bird in question would not have known where to drop the baguette had it not been professionally trained. He added that the precise mass of the baguette would also have had to be carefully calibrated taking into account the payload of the bird and the minimum mass required to cause an electrical fire. Kahuna charged that Gordon would have been well-placed to carry out this act of sabotage given his vast expertise in volumetric ornithology including published research on pelicans (Pelecanus spp.) He pointed out, however, that Gordon would have employed a smaller, more maneuverable bird such as a myna (Acridotheres spp.) in this instance.
When questioned about the possible motive behind the incident, Kahuna said that Gordon may have been trying to cause a magnet quench when the LHC was operating at full power. He explained that this would have caused an uncontrolled dissipation of several megawatts of beam energy causing considerable damage should the quench protection system be unable to dump the beam safely. This, he said would allow Gordon to promote the Very Small Hadron Collider (VSHC) constructed in his basement as a viable alternative in the search for the Higgs boson.
Kahuna also speculated that Gordon might have been attempting to discover the baguettino, the hitherto undiscovered fundamental particle that is thought to make up baguettes.
Gordon was unavailable for comment on Kahuna's latest allegations. Nonetheless, a French bakery trade union took offense at some of Kahuna's insinuations, calling them half-baked.
[1] “Large Hadron Collider scuttled by birdy baguette-bomber.” The Register.
[2] “Large Hadron Collider stalled again... thanks to chunk of baguette.” Times Online.
[3] “LHC 'bird-bread' strike.” CERN.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Unquotable Quotes - Part 40
— Kahuna, attempting to impose hemispherical restrictions after discovering Vandoofus in Singapore.
I will be in any of the hemispheres I want to be in.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, unilaterally declaring hemispherical independence.
It will be only a matter of time before she's dreaming of capacitors and diodes.
— Kahuna, issuing a warning after learning that Gordon's daughter was dreaming of flowers and butterflies.
I still dream of the day I kick your ass wearing Stanley work boots.
— Gordon, reaffirming his commitment to a future rearguard action against Kahuna.
A well-placed act of percussion to the rear of your immediate line manager is in order.
— Kahuna's Rearguard Solution to Darth Teddy's Somnolent Management Problem.
I am trying figure out a way to meet her without getting hugged.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, plotting to meet Her Royal Highness while avoiding Huggles.
I cheated on Circus.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, admitting to posting on another blog.
I should sue for blog support.
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, taking a litigious view of the situation.
I will arrange a trip to the rim of Kīlauea.
— Gordon, making plans for the incumbent as part of his bid for Governor of Hawaii.
The bed was nice and strong; didn't creek.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, writing a hotel review after a night of rigorous evaluation.
It was meant to be like the rain, but it drenched the whole bathroom.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, deducting points for the rain shower that turned out to be more of a tropical cyclone.
You will agree that most are not required for the normal operation of the planet.
— Kahuna to Gordon, declaring members of parliament to be extraneous and superfluous.
If we fall below our greenhouse gas output, I'm sure Gordon Zoos can supply some water buffaloes.
— Kahuna to Gordon, outlining his contingency plan for parliament.
Stop jerking off and add.
— Vandoofus, expressing irritation with Kahuna taking His own time to add a contact to Skype.
And type with one hand?
— Kahuna to Vandoofus, not helping matters.
What, they'll invade us again?
— Gordon to Kahuna, reacting to pompous British foreign policy in the extraordinarily bogus Miliband wavelength.
Now, about that cactus I wanted delivered to one Karunanidi; I'd like it upsized please.
— Kahuna to Gordon, selecting gifts for candidates in the aftermath of the General Election of India.
You will arrange for hoo packets to be sent to Jayalalita.
— Gordon, instructing Kahuna to send appropriately encapsulated catcalls after the General Election of India.
I would rather send a large porcupine, in heat.
— Kahuna to Gordon, proposing a pricklier alternative.
I don't remember you filing for permission to secede from the the Union.
— Kahuna, learning of Vandoofus accessing Scrabble Worldwide from his New York lair despite the best efforts of Mattel, Inc.[1]
Klingon swear words will be useful and I believe Obi-Wan's Discount Lightsabre Emporium is running some promotions these days.
— Kahuna, advising Gordon to equip himself for a meeting.
I can think of a substitute.
— Vandoofus, learning that Kahuna had run out of mayonnaise.
Does the Ballmer know about the Linux server hidden in your coat closet?
— Kahuna, attempting to raise tensions between Gordon and Redmond.
It's not hidden; it's in plain sight.
— Gordon, in his own defense.
This is blatant animal abuse.
— Gordon, responding to an eel being lobbed by Kahuna.
Nonsense, you're not a threatened species.
— Kahuna, in his own defense.
Well it could be worse: they could clone Karunanidhi and his son Stalin.
— Kahuna to the Monster, on a buffalo being recently cloned in India.
You got me going in a tangent; I am watching crosswind landings now.
— Vandoofus, taking issue with Kahuna for showing the extremely precarious final approach to Princess Juliana International Airport on the Island area of Sint Maarten.
You weren't exactly straight to start with.
— Kahuna, in his own defense.
I hope you both get headbutted by a wild goat.
— Vandoofus, learning of Kahuna and the Baron plotting a trip to the Yala National Park.
A buffoon elephant denied me access to my chalet after returning to the hotel.
— Kahuna to Gordon, reporting of a blockade mounted by an autonomous pachyderm at the Yala Village.
Some form of counter-balance?
— Kahuna, discovering that the Monster had accumulated mass to match Gordon's.
It's terrible being so attractive.
— Vandoofus's Personal Magnetism Conundrum.
I can beat you up if that would help.
— Kahuna's Repulsive Solution to Vandoofus's Personal Magnetism Conundrum.
It was your porn stash.
— Gordon to Kahuna, revealing the hitherto unknown projectile he used to cause the Jupiter impact event in July 2009.
The calorific value of Anna Nicole Smith's Semi-Autonomous Boob Subsystem would be quite high.
— Kahuna to Gordon, conceding that the material in question could indeed have been highly explosive.
Your continued inability to deal with this clown has lead to serious consequences for the eardrums of innocent bystanders.
— Kahuna, expressing grave dissatisfaction with Gordon's Bartus Maximus Policy.
All I can say is it looks like Pac-Man.
— Vandoofus, on being shown the VM/370 welcome screen on Kahuna's mainframe.
I do anything and anyone.
— Vandoofus's Principle of Non-Discriminatory Humping.
I dare you to do a porcupine or a hedgehog.
— Kahuna's Hedgehog Snag to Vandoofus's Principle of Non-Discriminatory Humping[2].
Teddy prefers to be gone down on, not go down himself.
— Darth Teddy's Teddycentric Theory of Fellation.
[1] Featured in The Kahuna-Vandoofus Dialogs: Part 2 - The Scrabble Insurrection.
[2] Based on the rather bawdy Hedgehog Song, often sung while inebriated by Nanny Ogg, in Terry Pratchett's Discworld universe.
Monday, July 06, 2009
The Kahuna-Gordon Messages: Part 26 - A Query Too Far
ALAMOGORDO, New Mexico -- About one year ago, Professor Gordon provoked an altercation with Kahuna over highly non-standard usage of Structured Query Language (SQL). Gordon's requirement was no mere convoluted outer-join, but the sort of relational hocus-pocus that might have rattled even the late E. F. Codd. Naturally, buffoonery followed:
Gordon (G): Can you do a bitwise-AND across rows in SQL?
Kahuna (K): Eh? WTF for? X-(
G: To derive system permissions.
K: Hmmm, I don't know if your platform can do this. You might need to write a stored procedure.
K: This is quite an unorthodox requirement; I suggest a meeting with the Patriarch for spiritual guidance.
G: I will cursor you if you don't watch it.
K: I will invert your B-tree.
G: I will trigger your end.
K: And I will end your process.
G: I will drop a table on you.
K: If you can figure out the SQL.
G: No one will be able to trace you once I'm finished with you.
K: With your defective execution plan?
G: Nonsense, I'm quite optimized thank you.
K: There's a good chance you'll fumble and drop that table on your big toe.
Kahuna's proposal for intervention by the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church was not well received by Gordon, a known dabbler in the insufficiently lit arts.
Follow-up reports from the arch-zoologist's lair seemed to suggest that Gordon had implemented his nefarious SELECT statements using relationally-suspicious database technology spawned in the darkness of Redmond. This news is understood to have been met with considerable annoyance by Kahuna, who views Gordon as an affront to the known normal forms.
No data was duplicated during this production, although Gordon refuses to be dependent on his primary key.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Akhenaten

Akhenaten (Copyright (cc) B Kahuna 2007)
ALEXANDRIA, Egypt -- The visage of the heretic pharaoh Akhenaten, father of Tutankhamun, at the Alexandria National Museum.
Akhenaten, originally known as Amenhotep IV, reigned between 1353 BC and 1336 BC during the Eighteenth Dynasty and is believed to have advocated the monotheistic worship of Aten (the disc of the sun) as opposed to the sun god Amun-Ra and the pantheon of Egyptian gods.
Captured on 5th November 2007 with a Canon EOS 30D (EF 50mm 1:1.8 II) on aperture priority (f/1.8) at ISO 1600 resulting in an exposure of 1 millisecond.
Interestingly, Professor Gordon is believed to bear a striking resemblance to Akhenaten according to a previous post by Kahuna. 
Monday, May 18, 2009
Unquotable Quotes - Part 39
— Kahuna to Gordon, on comparing mobile phone service plans.
I didn't want to get off even after a fourteen hour flight.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, on being kicked upstairs to the upper deck of an A380 from Dubai to New York, complete with bar, in-chair massage functionality and fully flat bed.
In other news, the cat has hogged the bed in a manner that makes occupation difficult.
— Kahuna to Gordon, reporting of a late-night feline infestation.
You're messing with pussy in the dead of night.
— Gordon to Kahuna, taking a dim view of the situation.
Kahuna my ass, you can't even relocate a cat.
— Gordon, taking Kahuna to task for bungling what should have been a routine feline extrication.
You'd think for a country that makes regular trips into outer space, they can get a voting system sorted out.
— Gordon's Electronic Voting Lament.
Nonsense, Diebold doesn't make the space shuttle.
— Kahuna's Rebuttal to Gordon's Electronic Voting Lament.
I suggest you move to Tibet and renounce your worldly possessions.
— Kahuna to Gordon, on learning that his autonomous wife was at Wal-Mart on Black Friday.
In other news, we successfully simulated a visit by Santa for my daughter's benefit.
— Gordon to Kahuna, reporting of an elaborate hoax perpetrated on Christmas Eve.
Did you use isolinear projection by Star Trek? Oh wait, you have Santa's radar profile, all you needed would have been the beard.
— Kahuna, experiencing an epiphany while discussing Gordon's Santa impersonation.
You think my wife would allow cake at this ungodly hour under any other circumstance?
— Gordon to Kahuna, defending a midnight feast on the occasion of his birthday.
If the missus reads this I'll be advised to go live with any of the three mentioned.
— Gordon, warning of dire consequences should his autonomous wife discover Kahuna's posting on Berry-Knowles Equivalence Theory.
Your activities with pungent fruit are getting me down.
— Gordon, objecting to Kahuna lobbing a Durian in his direction.
You will note that only heads of state who are current or former terrorists visit these parts.
— Kahuna to Gordon, reporting of a visit by the Abbas, hot in the footsteps of the Ahmedinejad.
Since I don't have a personal quarry, I had to pay for the stone.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on replacing counter-tops with granite at great expense.
She's at about 2.36 Rai.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on Halle Berry being named the Sexiest Woman Alive by Esquire magazine in 2008.
Earlier, there was myth that every company I worked for went bankrupt; then it expanded to every industry I worked in and now, every country.
— Vandoofus's Generalized Insolvency by Association Principle.
Indeed, I'm still reliant on Georgia Power.
— Gordon to Kahuna, reporting a delay in receiving his reactor from Kim.
Its modus operandi appears to be to slow down the client such that virii get fed up and leave.
— Kahuna to Gordon, commenting on the workings of McAfee's quasi-bogus anti-virus products.
They're promoting casual sends by the Pope.
— Gordon to Kahuna, taking a hardline view on Gmail's new undo send functionality.
You'll be taking refuge in Tehran?
— Kahuna to Gordon, on the need for a new hiding place given the thawing of relations between the US and North Korea and the warm and fuzzy relationship with *f* .
Er no, I will extend Interstate 10 to Pyongyang.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on his industrious plans to make the best out of an early spring.
There are no laws against this, especially in late October.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on being accused of harboring the Monster.
This now brings the total CPU count to 7, 15 if you're counting cores.
— Gordon to Kahuna, upping his processor count after an unscheduled second-hand hardware purchase from an apparel vendor of oriental persuasion.
Anything can happen in these tiny Chinese novelty shops; some are believed to appear and disappear mysteriously.
— Kahuna, cautioning Gordon of the dangers of dabbling in wandering shops.
Maybe you can pick up an old Freon plant the next time you visit your grocer.
— Kahuna, expressing great annoyance with Gordon's second-hand shopping expeditions.
I locked out my password today by accidentally pressing Alt+Shift after a screen saver lockout and switching the language to Sinhala.
— Kahuna to Gordon, confessing to bungling in a native language.
I'm more interested in King Solomon's porn stash.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on being told of the discovery of King Solomon's Mines.
I'm not your muse.
— Kahuna, declining to provide creative input to Vandoofus's latest blog.
You're right about that; you're my bitch.
— Vandoofus to Kahuna, under the influence of unknown hallucinogens.
There was never a rift; we never pledge allegiance to the Leader like the Apple folks do.
— Gordon to Kahuna, clarifying his relationship with Redmond.
If someone threw things at my embassy, I would retaliate by autocannon.
— Kahuna's Unequal and Opposite Reaction Policy.
These pussy-loving foreign ministers should have had theirs removed during the meeting.
— Kahuna to Gordon, advocating impromptu castration as part of His Foreign Policy.
If Dorothy wandered into your closet she would conclude fairly quickly that she was no longer in Kansas.
— Kahuna's Wizard of Oz Interpretation of Gordon's Closet.
The potential difference became zero; did you bring your closet online?
— Kahuna to Gordon, investigating a mysterious loss of power.
My daughter has found fascination in the metronome feature of the piano much to my annoyance.
— Gordon to Kahuna, on being forced to keep time by his increasingly autonomous daughter.
Well it has to be plugged in to be useful, and besides when it doesn't respond, she thumps it.
— Gordon to Kahuna, explaining his daughter's maintenance analysis procedure for an unresponsive piano.
Percussive maintenance at such an early age; she will outdo you, I tell you.
— Kahuna, cautioning Gordon to expect polarity-reversed capacitors plugged into his power outlets.
Where were you on or about 1903?
— Kahuna to Gordon, discovering the existence of the Gordon Brothers Group established in the early 20th century and fearing the worst.
The Vatican should be thumped with a rubber truncheon.
— Kahuna to Gordon, expressing irritation with Benedict XVI's stance on prophylactics.
I'll steal your pics.
— Vandoofus's Fair Use Doctrine.
Watch your nuts.
— Kahuna's Subpeona[1] Defense to Vandoofus's Fair Use Doctrine.
[1] Subpoena: From the root "sub", below, and the Latin "poena" for male organ or penis. Therefore, "below the penis" or "by the balls." (Anon).
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The Kahuna-Gordon Messages: Part 25 - The Great Lollipop Caper
ALPHARETTA, Georgia -- Today we bring you the much-anticipated pilot episode of Gordon, P.I., the new detective thriller starring arch-zoologist and percussive taxidermist, Professor Ebenezer Gordon.
It began like any other day in Alpharetta, but soon hit a rather sticky note when Gordon discovered mysterious lollipop smears on his piano, which were not deemed necessary for the normal functioning of the instrument. After pausing to break the silence with an explosive sound reminiscent of a diesel engine backfiring in the early hours, Gordon leaped into action and quickly surveyed the scene of the crime.
Satisfying himself that a hidden, albeit sticky, hand was responsible for the act of vandalism, Gordon meticulously listed the possible suspects and quickly eliminated the flying monkeys and the Easter Bunny using tried and tested methods handed down by Sherlock Holmes. Gordon concluded that, after eliminating the impossible, the evidence pointed to none other than his daughter being the mastermind behind the dastardly deed. Regular readers will recall that Gordon's daughter is quite a clown and her previous antics are documented elsewhere on the Circus.
Gordon recounted the incident to Kahuna after concluding his initial investigations and this is how the conversation went:
Gordon (G): My daughter has covered the holy piano keyboard in lollipop X-(
Kahuna (K): What flavor? X-(
G: @#$#@%@#%@$%@#$@#$@#$@#$ strawberry X-(
K: By the Tooth Fairy X-(
K: Have you taken her to task? X-(
G: Indeed, she has denied involvement X-(
K: Does she have an alibi? X-(
G: Nothing concrete: I threatened to return the device to the store if a repeat occurrence happens to which she responded, "Okay, okaaaaaay *sigh*."
K: So you're unable to make a case by the Boulder, Colorado Police Department? X-(
G: Indeed.
K: Have you removed the evidence?
G: Indeed, there's still a little left on the C# key X-(
K: And you propose to leave this?
G: Er no, this was cleaned too.
K: This fiasco may give the local ant colony a reason to invade X-(
G: Actually there are no ants in these parts.
K: A good enough reason to establish a local colony in which case.
G: X-(
K: Heh heh.
K: How many octaves did she cover? :-P
G: A complete octave from middle C X-(
K: She restricted herself to a single octave? X-(
G: Indeed X-(
K: By Wolfgang Amadeus X-(
K: And the device was operating when the incident occurred?
G: She turns it on every time she walks by, as she does with most household electronics X-(
K: This is most disturbing by Al Gore X-(
K: Perhaps you should install motion sensors to turn them on and off automatically. This will avoid touching with lollipop-stained hands :-P
G: X-(
K: Either that, or you'll have to shrink wrap everything :-P
Gordon's evidence in this case appears to have been mostly circumstantial and no "smoking lollipop" has been found. No charges have been filed to date and the Lollipop Bandit remains at large.
On that gummy note, we take your leave. Join us next time on Gordon, P.I., when our protagonist investigates the mysterious thermocline in his bathtub.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Chocolate Cheesecake and Berry-Knowles Equivalence
ALPHARETTA, Georgia -- In the early hours of Friday 24th April, Professor Gordon spontaneously aged another year. Informed sources said that an unholy midnight feast was mooted to celebrate the event, attended by a decadent chocolate cheesecake. Speaking to Kahuna immediately after the binge, Gordon claimed that it was the "most non-bogus cake on the planet," suggesting extensive firsthand research into desserts.
Given its extreme calorimeter reading, Gordon claimed that the cheesecake was officially sanctioned by his autonomous wife. Gordon's autonomous wife is believed to rule the household with an iron skillet and restricts his refrigerator access outside of approved mealtimes. The infamous chocolate Danish affair during Gordon's reign at the Bogusan Empire is thought to be partly responsible for martial law being imposed in the pantry, dessert research notwithstanding.
After the customary exchange of threats and lipid profiles, conversation soon turned to other delicious topics, with Gordon re-iterating that Halle Berry is "probably the most desirable creature on the planet." A brief aside is called for at this point to explain Gordon's penchant for quantifying the hitherto unquantifiable. At around the time he quantified clown nature in the early 21st century, Gordon also defined the Edividual Quotient (EQ). An edividual--short for edible individual--as the term implies, is one who is sufficiently delectable to be eye candy. Gordon defined Aishwarya Rai to be the Reference Edividual and consequently, the unit of measure for EQ was defined to be the Rai, with its namesake clocking in at 1.0 Rai. End of aside.
Last year, Gordon declared Halle Berry to have an EQ of 2.36 Rai, hence the aforementioned most desirable creature status. However, during the last conversation with Kahuna, Gordon also went on claim that Beyoncé Knowles would be "comparable" to Berry, leading to a formal proof of Berry-Knowles Equivalence. Kahuna is said to have advised Gordon to stash the detailed workings of his Berry-Knowles Equivalence Theory away from his autonomous wife, for reasons of personal safety.
At a press conference held today, Kahuna again warned that accidental disclosure may well result in this being Gordon's Last Theorem. He added that half the planet would probably kill to conduct further research in the area.
Answering questions from the media regarding the dearth of writing from other clowns in the Circus, Kahuna declared that most had fallen from their high errand and were now engaged in more pedestrian pursuits. He refused to rule out relaunching the Circus as His Personal Blog, but did confirm that the next edition of Unquotable Quotes would be published in the coming weeks.
Monday, March 09, 2009
The Kahuna-Gordon Messages: Part 24 - Switches and Routers and Modems! Oh, My!
ALPHARETTA, Georgia -- During the winter of 2008, Professor Gordon shared his rising energy consumption statistics with Kahuna. The arch-technologist was still heavily reliant on Georgia Power for his electricity supply due to problems in commissioning his own reactor. A delay in receiving enriched Uranium from Kim appears to have bungled the project plan.
However, we digress. Here's what happened shortly after Gordon provided Kahuna with his electricity bill, complete with trend graphs:
Gordon (G): You will check the trend on page two.
Kahuna (K): @#$@#$@# Has Al Gore seen this? X-(
G: X-(
K: I thought not. You're siphoning energy off the grid for nefarious purposes?
G: I think the wife is.
G: Or maybe it's the Linux server in the coat closet :-D
K: You're using a Freon plant to cool it? X-(
G: Cooling is currently an issue.
K: I can see that X-(
G: The coat closet houses a gigabit switch, a wireless router, a VOIP cable modem, a cordless phone base unit and a server with two drives :-D
G: And a few coats :-D
K: And the broomstick?
G: That's in the laundry room.
K: I'm arranging an FCC and FAA inspection.
G: Go ahead X-(
K: The EPA might also want to join, not to mention the local fire department.
A preliminary inspection of Gordon's coat closet suggested that the permitted technology threshold had not merely been exceeded, but left biting the dust. While coats and coat hangers were indeed present, they seemed oddly out of place and appeared to be mostly for decorative purposes. Perhaps, even camouflage. The Linux server, an ominous sign of the rift with Redmond, appeared to house Gordon's integrated Lair Management System, allowing remote deployment of his porcupine defense—presumably by means of the Telnet protocol.
Kahuna explained to KNN that a technology concentration of this magnitude—in an enclosed space no less—was clearly illegal in Havana, adding that Raul would not be pleased. He said that the RF interference alone ought to have piqued the interest of the FCC had they not been otherwise occupied in hounding the last surviving analog television stations.
However, Kahuna also expressed relief that Gordon was not storing his broomstick, the B-82 Stratosweeper, in the closet. The temperamental craft was last seen during Halloween several years ago when it caught fire and caused Gordon to crash unceremoniously during a test flight. The resulting FAA investigation and altercation with the local coven of witches was believed to have grounded the portly one indefinitely.
When KNN attempted to contact Gordon for comment, he was found engaged in a rather heated summit conference with his HVAC consultant. After some provocation, Gordon admitted to exploring forced-air cooling options, while maintaining that, in the meantime, his closet kept his coats warm.
Readers can rest assured that KNN will continue to fabricate this developing story.
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Illinois Restores Pluto's Planetary Status
SPRINGFIELD, Illinois -- In unexpected news, the Illinois Senate unanimously restored Pluto to full planetary status on February 26th 2009 and also resolved that March 13th be declared Pluto Day. Clyde William Tombaugh, discoverer of Pluto, was born in Illinois in 1906.
In a widely ridiculed decision, Pluto was stripped of planetary status by the so-called International Astronomical Union (IAU) in August 2006. Kahuna alleged at the time that the hidden hand of Gordon was behind the controversial move. An Act of Kahuna restored Pluto to planetary status several days later.
Senate Resolution 0046, sponsored by Sen. Gary G. Dahl (R), notes that:
WHEREAS, Clyde Tombaugh, discoverer of the planet Pluto,
was born on a farm near the Illinois community of Streator; and
WHEREAS, Dr. Tombaugh served as a researcher at the
prestigious Lowell Observatory in Flagstaff, Arizona; and
WHEREAS, Dr. Tombaugh first detected the presence of Pluto
in 1930; and
WHEREAS, Dr. Tombaugh is so far the only Illinoisan and
only American to ever discover a planet; and
WHEREAS, For more than 75 years, Pluto was considered the
ninth planet of the Solar System; and
WHEREAS, A spacecraft called New Horizons was launched in
January 2006 to explore Pluto in the year 2015; and
WHEREAS, Pluto has three moons: Charon, Nix and Hydra; and
WHEREAS, Pluto's average orbit is more than three billion
miles from the sun; and
WHEREAS, Pluto was unfairly downgraded to a "dwarf" planet
in a vote in which only 4 percent of the International
Astronomical Union's 10,000 scientists participated; and
WHEREAS, Many respected astronomers believe Pluto's full
planetary status should be restored; therefore, be it
RESOLVED, BY THE SENATE OF THE NINETY-SIXTH GENERAL
ASSEMBLY OF THE STATE OF ILLINOIS, that as Pluto passes
overhead through Illinois' night skies, that it be
reestablished with full planetary status, and that March 13,
2009 be declared "Pluto Day" in the State of Illinois in honor
of the date its discovery was announced in 1930.
While agreeing wholeheartedly with the spirit of the resolution, Kahuna pointed out that like most elected legislatures, Illinois took a month of Sundays to get things done. He also took the opportunity to further disparage the IAU and implied that it was comprised mostly of individuals who wouldn't recognize an extra-terrestrial if they were abducted by one. Kahuna added that the IAU's narrow field of view was no doubt a side-effect of peering too often into telescopes.
On that controversial note, we leave you. The IAU was busy examining the less brightly lit nether regions of the Universe and was not available for comment.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The Kahuna-Gordon Messages - Part 23: The Way of the Highly Effective (Featuring Miss Piggy)
PANADURA, Sri Lanka -- Greetings, carbon-based and other lifeforms! We're back after many months of peace and quiet—just when you thought it safe to venture out. While we apologize for absconding, we must point out in our own defense that global bogosity has reached unprecedented levels, necessitating a full manual override of the planet. This, you will no doubt appreciate, is a potentially perilous proposition punctuated by petulant porcupines. Not to mention cacti on ballistic trajectories and medical practitioners armed with flashlights.
Fortunately, despite these goings on, Kahuna and Professor Gordon found the time to have one of their infamous conversations last December. This time, they ended up defining a new unit of measure that was, in hindsight, desperately needed:
Kahuna (K): A clown looked at my National ID Card and commented that I look like KT Frog X-(
Gordon (G): This is appropriate.
K: X-(
K: Thump(), mode=miss_piggy
G: Hi-ya?
K: Precisely X-(
G: Are you in drag X-(
K: No X-(
G: I see; I was just curious given the Miss Piggy emulation.
K: That was merely to thump you; You have to admit she was quite effective.
G: Indeed.
K: This could be a unit of measure.
G: The Piggy?
K: The Piggy.
G: As a measure of effectiveness?
K: Hmm, or force.
G: Force is already established by Newton, Pascal et al X-(
K: So? X-(
G: There is no unit for effectiveness.
K: And how would this be defined X-(
G: If you get the job done, that's 1 Piggy.
K: Get the job done? X-(
G: Indeed. For example, B Obama's campaign manager gets 1.36 Pg.
K: And McCain's? X-(
G: -1 Pg
K: I see X-(
G: This HeatSync® 2500 Mini-Client gets 1.223 Pg for creating tanha.
K: And GWB?
G: About 0.68 Pg, I think.
While Kahuna would question Gordon's unduly generous assessment of George W Bush, few would dare challenge the credentials of Miss Piggy—reputed to hold a pink belt in Pig Wan Do—when it comes to thumping people. Among her many victims have been Kermit and Gonzo, Tony Randall, an environmental inspector and even some cat burglers. It is, therefore, indeed apt that the Piggy (Pg) be named in her honor as the new international (SI) unit for measurement of effectiveness.
Unidentified, self-proclaimed pundits speaking to KNN said that this announcement could not have come at a better time given the prevailing heights of global bogosity. They added that Kahuna and Professor Gordon are no strangers to the dark art of quantifying the hitherto unquantifiable. More than eight years ago, Professor Gordon formally declared the Kern (Kn) to be standard unit for measurement of Clown Factor (CF).
The Muppet Show, created by the late Jim Henson, is as funny today as it was when it debuted more than thirty years ago, long before the use of computers in animation and special effects. His characters also appeared on the long-running children's television series, Sesame Street. The muppets' tribute to Henson at his funeral was later described in a LIFE Magazine article by Stephanie Harrigan as an epic and almost unbearably moving event.
Here's to Jim Henson and his puppeteers!
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Unquotable Quotes - Part 38
— Kahuna, on Darth Teddy's lack of enthusiasm in locating important literary works lost in the depths of his lair.
Moistness comes to those who are patient.
— Darth Teddy's Patient Teddy Hypothesis.
May the cat o' nine tails feature prominently in your immediate future.
— Kahuna, raising hopes of a long-overdue disciplinary encounter for Darth Teddy.
No doubt your ancestor Obadiah Gordon was the surveyor in question.
— Kahuna, attempting to implicate Gordon in the border dispute between Georgia and Tennessee due to a 200-year old cartographic error.
Your relational algebra is getting me down.
— Gordon to Kahuna, expressing frustration with Kahuna's latest insinuations.
I should have sent you to find the serial number of the air starter armed with a candle in a methane atmosphere a long time ago.
— Kahuna, regretting not sending Gordon on a deadly quest after reading the antics of Dimi and the Chief.
I didn't realize Benedict XVI had such a position on his payroll.
— Kahuna to Gordon, on the Pope's chief astronomer saying that life on Mars cannot be ruled out.
Each Mihin Air flight should also be dubbed a miracle once it lands.
— Gordon to Kahuna, noting that F-117 pilots dubbed themselves bandits, with each given a bandit number after their first flight.
I'm contemplating assigning you a bandicoot number.
— Kahuna, unveiling plans to enumerate Gordon in an arguably less flattering manner.
The anaconda may be fed on Tuesday or Monday.
— Darth Teddy to Kahuna, posting a new feeding schedule.
You can't just install Windows here; plus, Linux is better on lower spec hardware.
— Gordon to Kahuna, reneging on a lifelong pact with Redmond and admitting to dabbling in Linux.
Did you run the bug detector before you uttered that statement? I believe the central control room in Redmond just went into red alert.
— Kahuna, cautioning Gordon of possible reprisals from Ballmerville.
Maybe I'll just put my lens in my pocket and tell people am happy to see them.
— Darth Teddy to Kahuna, proposing an alternative use for his telephoto zoom lens.
You will note that the root cause of this is the lack of prayer to the great god Baal with a cactus up one's ass.
— Kahuna to Gordon, on the hazards of commencing projects without divine intervention.
Are you the chicken or the pig?
— Fluke, attempting to establish if Kahuna was merely involved or committed.
Neither; I'm the wolf who's got his eye on your ass.
— Kahuna to Fluke, disclosing a completely different agenda.
This is quite an unorthodox requirement; I suggest a meeting with the Patriarch for spiritual guidance.
— Kahuna, learning of Gordon's need to do bitwise AND across rows using SQL.
The database engine will evaluate the code and after it determines that you wrote it, it will twiddle its interrupts and count cache misses.
— Kahuna, explaining the personalized execution plan for Gordon's SQL code.
I understand you intend on unleashing the anaconda on foreign soil.
— Fluke, expressing concern over Kahuna's proposed visit to the Orient with Darth Teddy.
Imperial stock is on the rise, however; someone's been telling a lot of lies somewhere.
— Gordon to Kahuna, attributing market sentiment to fresh baloney.
These shares entitle you to attend the AGM and heckle the board.
— Kahuna, advising Gordon of his rights as an Imperial stockholder.
I am usually at one with pussy, mostly 'cause I haven't had the opportunity to be with two.
— Darth Teddy, postulating the Tao[1] of Teddy.
You're the Bone of Contention; or more aptly, the Boner of Contention.
— Kahuna, expounding the Te[2] of Teddy.
A banana is a dangerous construct; if the terminator is missed it could go on forever: bananananananananananananana...
— Kahuna to Gordon, illustrating the little-known hazards in handling bananas.
You need professionalalalalalalal help.
— Gordon, seeking to institutionalize Kahuna.
Oh, he's been offering furtive cuddles in exchange for your endorsement?
— Kahuna, accusing Fluke of receiving kickbacks from Darth Teddy.
I operate in bright sunlight unlike some of us who are cuddling up to the dark side.
— Kahuna, accusing Fluke of dabbling in the dark arts.
I cannot resist the dark side of the farce; it is a calling I simply cannot resist.
— Fluke to Kahuna, admitting to being seduced by the dark side and more specifically by Darth Teddy.
If someone turns up for lunch after a 0640 arrival, I would greet them with a Howitzer.
— Kahuna to Gordon, on the correct protocol for dealing with idiots who might invite themselves for a midday meal after a grueling intercontinental flight.
Do you have access to this idiot's remote management port? You will replace its BIOS with the MP3 version of Help me Rhonda.
— Kahuna to Gordon, recommending a permanent fix for a chronic idiot.
Clowns in adjoining workspaces have come to ask what I'm laughing about BTBOTP.
— Gordon, admitting to workplace chaos during a conversation with Kahuna.
And you'll be using your rubber ducky as your scepter when you take over?
— Kahuna, expressing misgivings on Fluke being His potential successor.
More likely my Barrel-O-Slime.
— Fluke, confirming Kahuna's worst suspicions.
Oh, you'll be needing props?
— Kahuna, unimpressed by Fluke's selection of accessories.
You would be nothing if not for connectivity.
— Darth Teddy's Connected Kahuna Principle.
You would be nothing without your snake.
— Kahuna's Slinky Teddy Hypothesis.
The first mongoose to turn up will disrupt your business model.
— Kahuna's Corollary to the Slinky Teddy Hypothesis.
I will have you covered in topsoil if you don't watch it.
— Gordon, proposing to compost Kahuna.
This is no time for humus.
— Kahuna, unamused.
Teddy only knows things related to humping.
— Kahuna to Fluke, dismissing Darth Teddy as an authority on the merits of Ethernet switches versus hubs.
I will fit a turbocharger on your ass linked to a dynamo that will give you a jolt each time you fart.
— Gordon, proposing a rather anal Rube Goldberg mechanism to deal with Kahuna.
A magnesium flare shoved up your ass will help you see the error in your ways.
— Kahuna, retaliating with incandescent measures to help Gordon see the light.
Your paws tend to wander when unsupervised.
— Kahuna's Unsupervised Teddy Hypothesis.
They also do when they're supervised. What's your point?
— Darth Teddy's Pointless Supervision Corollary to Kahuna's Unsupervised Teddy Hypothesis.
And will you squeal like a piglet if I send you a toy?
— Kahuna to Darth Teddy, plotting to distribute dodgy gifts.
[1] Tao, (Chinese: 道; Pinyin dao; Wade-Giles: tao; audio) is a metaphysical concept found in Taoism, Confucianism, and more generally in ancient Chinese philosophy. While the character itself translates as "way," "path," or "route," or sometimes more loosely as "doctrine" or "principle," it is used philosophically to signify the fundamental or true nature of the world.
[2] Te, (Chinese: 德; pinyin: dé; Wade-Giles: te; audio) is a key concept in Chinese philosophy, usually translated "inherent character; inner power; integrity" in Taoism.