I'm too attached to be a Buddhist. I'm with them on the first two noble truths: life is suffering, attachment causes suffering. But I'm not all about ending suffering. Suffering is just one wonderful, ecstatic aspect of existence. The trick is to accept suffering and enjoy it.
A real Buddhist doesn't love things.
A real Buddhist does love things. He loves all things, but is attached to none of them. Like the Jedi.
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Vacation!
Mrs. Bag and I have scampered off to San Antonio for a few days. She's never been to The Alamo! The trip was mostly planned around visiting a pancake place that was featured on Food Network. We've got a balcony over the Riverwalk. The boats stop and the drivers tell the peasants how expensive our hotel is. I'm thinking about wearing a monocle on the balcony.
We're going to try the pancake place, eat a lot of Tex-mex and some steaks, visit some missions and wave at the peasants from the balcony.
The Riverwalk in San Antonio is one of my favorite places to visit (and eat)!
Wow that skeleton looks much more lifelike than Geoff Peterson.
Geoff Peterson makes Craig Ferguson CRY! - YouTube
Wow that skeleton looks much more lifelike than Geoff Peterson.
Geoff Peterson makes Craig Ferguson CRY! - YouTube
Any advice? We ate at Casa Rio tonight. I had damn near perfect enchiladas.
as unsatisfying as chewing air
You need to learn to love chewing air. It's much more satisfying than suffering.
It's been a few years, I wish I remembered the names. We alternated between authentic Texas barbecue and TexMex.
Today we hit Magnolia Pancake Haus. It appeared on an episode of Diners, Drive-ins and Dives or whatever that show is called. Mrs. Bag watches it. When we saw it last winter we planned a trip to San Antonio in the spring, but Mama Mrs. Bag got sick so we canceled that trip.
Anyway, it was everything Guy Fieri said and then some. Fantastic corned beef hash, perfect pancakes, and a decent cup of coffee. We're going back tomorrow to try the apfle pfanfkuchen fthing.
Then we visited the San Jose Mission. I love it the most of all the San Antonion missions because I built a large scale model of it out of sugar cubes in junior high. We saw the oldest mill in Texas there. Gristy.
We walked over to Mi Tierra for dinner, a famous touristy Tex-mex joint. I had marinated carnitas that were muy delicioso, and a giant frozen margarita.
It's 7:20 and we're both exhausted in the hotel room.