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'I used to be a Buddhist but then I took up drinking.'
-the hip cat Heinz Simpson

'What did the Buddhist monk say to the hot dog vendor? Make me One with Everything.'
-Old joke

It takes a certain kind of man to wake up hungover in Albury (around 300km North of this city and in another state) and think: 'Strippers' and then buy a plane ticket to Melbourne for that evening so he can gawk at naked ladies. Vinnie is that kind of man. We met about four years ago and bonded over stories of travel and tequila. Believe it or not Vinnie is one spiritual dude. He returns from pilgrimages to Nepal where he spends a lot of time in the company of fellow unshaven men, climbing perilously high mountains (with colourful names like; 'Sherpa's Graveyard') eating nothing but vegetables and curried yak only to return to civilisation, shave and thence go to a nudie bar for a private lap dance. S.Buddha thought that alcohol is a poison that clouds the inherent clarity of the mind but I honestly think people who embrace spirituality need to counterbalance their meditation time with alcohol, women, cigars and poker.

It's all One,
Fatman