Author Archives: Kip

Earlier, I posted a link to an email I received from Carla Howell’s mailing list about ending the income tax in Massachusetts. And had a brief skirmish with someone who thought it was an evil pipe dream. I just received … Continue reading →

Kiss my ass. 16-0. Brady sets the TD record, Moss sets the TD reception record. Kiss. My. Ass.

Heyo. I’ve put together a quick and rather random photo gallery of a few of the pictures I have. It’s linked to the sidebar, and I’ll put the link in right here… And if you need the actual link itself, … Continue reading →

Well, here we are, boys. Everybody gets the game now. NFL Network coughed it up to all three major networks, I believe. Of course, to match the ’72 Dolphins, really, we have to go on and win the Superbowl, and … Continue reading →

Shout out to K-Rhyme, whom I just had lunch with today. Many important issues were discussed, including the nature of consciousness and the general state of pants. And I got to meet the elusive L., K-Rhyme’s girlfriend. A pleasure all-around.

I just took this picture about five minutes ago. I love my dad. My dad rules. My dad can beat up your dad. Click on it for a much larger version.

Did you know that there actually are lyrics to the original Star Trek theme song? You know, the one with Kirk, McCoy, et al. It’s true, it’s not an urban legend; snopes.com backs it up. Here, for your benefit, are … Continue reading →

*sigh*. Google has dropped my page ranking for “Kip Lang” again, so I’m just going to have to say Kip Lang a few times until Google spiders go out and crawl over this article and realize that Kip Lang was … Continue reading →

Argh. I’ve now spent like seven hours on Facebook. It’s too addicting. I have to get away from it. Who are these people who have over 100 friends on these social networking sites? I can’t even think of 100 random … Continue reading →

Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to add to my sidebar links the homepage of one Mr. Kevin Shay, author of The End as I Know It: A Novel of Millenial Anxiety. Kevin and I go wayyyy, way, wayyyyy back … Continue reading →