The Shaolin Zone

[King Bob]

I gave the Mao lighter to my sculptor friend who enjoys oddities. He still has it, and it still works.

[Drunk Monk]

The performance was better because there were more monks - the LA group was ordered to participate by the abbot. The dinner was more expensive and the service was slow, and the veg food was bland. On the whole, Milpitas was better, bigger and more over the top. Plus the table was more fun. 

I took a bunch of pix with Jonny’s camera but had a tough time with it. He set it so there was no flash and that increased the exposure time so I kept missing my shots. Probably came out like crap. But I shot a lot so maybe a few might be ok. 

Brother Dieter is competing tomorrow so we’re making an early night of it. Could be total chaos - this event has the sketchiest organization - G2 is being looked upon as the overseer, much to Jonny’s & my chagrin because despite her excellent etiquette, she doesn’t understand competitions at all having never competed in any sport ever. Not sure how Sunday will play out at all.

[Drunk Monk]

Just had the most amazing conversation with one of my monk friends in Starbucks. Went from yoga to antique weapons to rishikesh & Tibet and of course Kung Fu.

[Drunk Monk]

Abbot interview unlocked

It’s a tad awkward when I bring a Starbucks Capp (which was terrible) to the interview where fine tea is being served in traditional gongfu cha style (rich and aromatic). It’s even more awkward when the abbot gestures that he’s had enough tea and switches to Starbucks coffee and I find myself getting inwardly judgey.

[Drunk Monk]

I’m side of stage shooting the finals. Getting a better handle on Jonny’s camera but it’s still fussy on the timing. Someday I should really learn how cameras work.
Rtfm right?

[Drunk Monk]

Twas a good day.

I ate a lot of Vietnamese food.

[Drunk Monk]

3 hours to show time and there’s some preshow freak outs. 

I need to get in my own head right now and sort whatever im going to say…

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Solved one major problem. I was a hero for like 5 mins.

Kisu is working the kids. He’s gonna get me in trouble. 

I don’t know if we have a show really. Trying to keep my cool. Had an oat milk Capp and it’s making me cough. Nerves maybe.

[Drunk Monk]

Almost show time…

[Greg]

It's time to cue the music. It's time to light the lights.

[Drunk Monk]

We’re way over time

My part is almost done.

[King Bob]

Maybe the abbot switched to Starbucks so you wouldn't feel self-conscious about it?

[Drunk Monk]

It’s done. The show went off with the usual number of hitches, almost all during my sections, but not my fault. I rolled with the first one (a video fail) and got some laughs. It’s done and I am relieved. 

Now at BUR with G2 & Jonny. G2 is now the secretary general of the NA Shaolin ass. Jonny looks like death (I hope it’s not Covid).

I feel good. Tired. Dehydrated. Satisfied. Had a great night last night with my disciple brother - we talked until 2 AM about everything and nearly polished off a 5th of Toki whiskey together. Good times. We both paid for that this morning but I took a nap at the theater when I got there.

Eager to see Stacy & Yuki, sleep in my own bed and return to the default world.

[Drunk Monk]

Home

Grateful

Amituofo

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

Welcome back to The Real. I wish you Night Cheese & good sleep.

[Drunk Monk]

Thanks. 

There is no cheese at Shaolin. In 96, someone brought several cans of spray cheese, which I mocked at first, but then came crawling for a hit like some tweaking junkie. 

We stopped at a Mexican joint for dinner in downtown Burbank. I got a Chile rellano that was almost solid cheese. I was pleased. 

I hear Jonny did make it to work yesterday but was still fairly out of it.