This weekend I did nothing. My brother and niece came to visit, and while the cousins tried to find common ground in the vast expanses that separate the realities of 5 and 10 year olds, my brother and I indulged in post-ironic follies, as if to re-affirm that we are inside and everyone else is outside. We drank beer and stared at the flames that consumed accumulated shop scraps, fallen branches and junk mail; the unwanted refuse that clutters the corners of our homes, lives and minds................Then we watched Kung Pow.