Peter the Greek: I'm going to Meditation this week.
A-L: That sounds relaxing. Maybe The Seahorse Whisperer and our new temporary Scandi subletter will want to come along.
P-the-G: Um, ok.
Kitty: Don't you mean "om, ok"?
Day of Meditation Class...
A-L: The others have backed out. They're busy. But I'll come along. Don't tell my Lutheran Republican parents.
P-the-G: Shirley they know that it's all part of the San Francisco experience. You HAVE to go to a meditation class. Just like you HAVE to do yoga, and buy a bicycle, and eat salted caramel ice cream at Bi-Rite, and have dinner at that weird sushi place that's only open a couple nights a week.
A-L: True. What does one wear to Meditation class?
P-the-G: The Queen wears tie-dyed stretch pants. But you should just wear something comfortable.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
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when in Rome...
or is that, "when in Om?"
sorry. dumb. couldn't resist.
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