I've been on a blogging fast for the last seven weeks. It was part of an overall rejection of worldliness that my guru prescribed. She thought selling my possessions, renouncing technology, and eating raw food would all help cure me of my grouchiness and kvetching. I learned a lot. Here are my revelations:
1. Stupidity exists among the enlightened as well as the unenlightened.
2. Lack of protein makes the Dada Drummer more grumpy not less.
3. Without a blog to use for venting, the Dada Drummer picks mercilessly on the shorter monks.
4. Raw carrots give the Dada Drummer the hiccups.
5. Even "Welcoming ashrams for the spiritually seeking" have their limits.
So I left. And no matter what Sister Nirvana says on Larry King, I broke up with the ashram first! I promptly sold the rights to my story to We television (look for the exciting world premiere of LIFE AND TIMES OF A SUBURBAN BUDDHA during fall sweeps! Valerie Bertinelli is playing me!) and used the cash to buy some totally sweet new worldly possessions. Including the rockin' new PC from which I am blogging at this very moment.
In other words, dear drummers. I'm back.
2 comments:
Mwah! Great to have you back. Bad baby name detox is only fun in reality tv land.
I so pick Cherry Jones to play the Dada in the European sequel, The Triumphs and Travels of a Historian.
you crack me up, D!
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