Kevin's Watch

Probably the most Covanentesque character on television-- he had power, but did not use it if he didn't have to.

Just wait till Fist gets a hold of you! He hits nirvana at the mere mention of Kung Fu, weedhopper!

I like Fist and Faith. I like all watchers-- this is by far, the most erudite, respectful group of people I've ever encountered on the internet.

Lyrics I wrote, inspired by Covenant and Quai Chang Caine:

From the song "Man without a gun."

"I'm trying to find the power I seen in being weak."

He's a very cool Kung Fu blog: The Way of Least Resistance Caine is, also, one of my all time heroes-not that I've ever kept up with training-I did study Jukido (look that up!) in HS in the '70s and Tai Chi in '00 & '01 (I need to take that up again I ever decide to serioulsy give up f-ing smoking) also need to really study Qiqong in my old age.

Here's a really cool story I once heard about the Shaolin that I think you might enjoy.
A family sent their eldest sun to study at the Shaolin temple, and they made him sit before a kettle of water each day and slap the water with his open hand.
He wanted to learn their teachings and how to fight, but all they did was take him to this kettle of water.
He did nothing but slap the water for a whole year. He returned to his family for a brief visit and when they asked him, at the dinner table, what he had learned, his frustration grew to a peak.
He proclaimed, "I have learned nothing!"
As he said this, he struck the table in his great anger-- and promptly split the whole thing in two!

Lord Zombiac wrote:Here's a really cool story I once heard about the Shaolin that I think you might enjoy.
A family sent their eldest sun to study at the Shaolin temple, and they made him sit before a kettle of water each day and slap the water with his open hand.
He wanted to learn their teachings and how to fight, but all they did was take him to this kettle of water.
He did nothing but slap the water for a whole year. He returned to his family for a brief visit and when they asked him, at the dinner table, what he had learned, his frustration grew to a peak.
He proclaimed, "I have learned nothing!"
As he said this, he struck the table in his great anger-- and promptly split the whole thing in two!

I love that story, though the version I heard is slightly different at the dinner table. And, on a side note, the training technique actually works.

Might wanna change the title to "Kwai..." Heh.