Hello Dali! Lama, that is

“Ahhh, I was within 35 miles of the Dali Lama (sp?) today, as he paid a visit to the Mayo Clinic for a check-up. Yep, it draws all types.

It made me think of this song, with adaptations to fit....

What if Dahli were one of us?
And he said "golly" like one of us?
Just crossed legs without a fuss, trying to make sure he's OK.....
Like a Buddhist gone astray...
Trying to make it a good day.

:-) (a few thanks to Joan Osborne there)”

“I've always wanted to touch him.”

“This has some video with it,if you click on the link:

http://www.kaaltv.com/article/view/98939/”

“So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one -- big hitter, the Lama -- long, into a ten-thousand foot crevice, right at the base of this glacier. And do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga...gunga -- gunga galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consiousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.”

“Thanks Non I needed that this morning. Um could you get the pitch fork out of my throat?”

“License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit - ever. They're like the Viet Cong - Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior firepower and superior intelligence. And that's all she wrote.”

“My neighbor (part of my football/softball/carousing gang when I was a kid), got to meet and know the Dalai Llama after being imprisoned in Tibet for helping Monks who were injured in a Chinese crackdown. He and his buddy had gone to Tibet trying to hitch onto an Everest expedition - not to summit, but to get up to the upper base camps). His traveling buddy in all this wrote a book about it:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1559390808/102-7948833-9563323?v=glance&n=283155”

“I love that Joan Osborne song.”

“very intesting man”