I’ll Have a Double Shot of Irony, Thanks
On the bus to 5yo Drake’s swim lesson, I’m irritated by the cell-phone conversation of a person behind me. I turn around.
It’s a Buddhist monk.
What’s more ironic? That I’m irritated by a monk, or that a monk is having a cell-phone conversation on a bus?
For those in the NE ‘hood, the converted church building on the NE corner at 26th and Taylor Streets NE is now a monastery, with three Tibetan monks in residence. The house has been repainted traditional Buddhist colors of gold and red, there is a Direct TV satellite on the roof, and I’ve heard talk about an open house this Friday, 24 July 2009, at 5 p.m.