Friday, February 26, 2010

It takes tremendous discipline to control the influence, the power you have over other people's lives.


"When a man with .45 meets a man with a rifle, you said, the man with a pistol's a dead man. Let's see if that's true. Go ahead, load up and shoot."

'Dirty' Harry Callahan

"I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?"

Philo Beddoe

"I'm not afraid of any man, but when it comes to sharing my feelings with a woman, my stomach turns to royal gelatin."

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Noodles? Forget it! Try my fist!


...and so the story goes. One night a young Flying V Amputee ninja, fresh from his training, had a dream of big city ninjas melting faces in a rose thorned garden. After two days of meditation upon its meaning he decided it was his destiny to bring forth a ninja metal band as a vessel for epic heavy music in Portland, OR. He sought out other urban ninjas to join his adventure with only his guitar and keen sense of musical discrimination to guide him. He found Explorer Ninja in a cave, under a waterfall meditating upon hard rock. Rudysan had been on a quest for Vengance but was persuaded to defer this quest in the name of Metal. Christo Bas Ninja had hung up the sword in favor of a quiet contemplative life, but the call of pumping beats were too strong to resist. Throat Rot Ninja was found knee deep in a bourbon induced madness, yelling incoherently for anyone who would listen. When the others heard the dulcet tones of his harangue, they knew then that he was the right ninja to lead them into battle.

Thus, NINJA was born!