I was in the bath reading the Sunday NY Times the other day, when…
I was startled to see two of my longtime Buddhist sangha friends staring at my hot, wet, hairy self. Good god, I shouted! What’s going on? Get out of here!
Putting down my fifth of scotch, nearly empty, I was happy to see they were only two-dimensional. My friends Josh and Liz were happily staring out from the Weddings and Celebrations section.
*As Josh later noted to me, what’s perhaps most shocking is the revelation that I read the Weddings & Celebrations section, the “sport pages for women,” as Sex and the City called ’em.
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