“In sooth to every man that’s born
A hatchet grows within his mouth
Wherewith the fool whene’er he speaks
And speaks amiss, doth cut himself.”
– AN 10
Posts Tagged ‘karma’
A Hatchet in His Mouth
Chinatown Turtles
Went to Chinatown looking for pocket watches today, picked up two nice gold-plated Bulova watches, should make nice monk presents.
Also picked up four tenants for the night… tomorrow to free them in a lake somewhere. They came in these little tacky plastic boxes and were frantically trying to escape to something a little more [...]
Just Another Monk Week
So, let’s see… the Internet went down this weekend, that’s why I’ve been out of touch… oh, and the fact that I spent last night in a jail cell on charges of indecent exposure… but I suppose that’s just par for the course at this point.
I went to the beach yesterday; actually, I never set [...]
Completely Incompetent – The Hill Diaries (Cont.)
Here’s the rest of my silly story. I promise to be less silly in future posts.
Day Three
The third day started like any other at Khun Bpang – cold, painful, swollen, warm-ish, in that order. Only this time, my monkish friend and I had hot food together for our first real meal. The sensual pleasure of [...]