Thursday, May 22, 2014

Happy Buddha

Yesterday I ate at an Asian place called Mandarine Garden, or something like that. And, for real, it was so good. I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

A very badly lit heaven with fortune cookies.

Yesterday was a good day.


At said restaurant, there was a Happy Buddha.
I can not even express to you how badly I wanted this Happy Buddha. I love him. And I want him. He was about as big as a toddler, and he was sitting on the counter, smiling away.

What I don't understand is why he wasn't for sale.

I named him...

Happy Buddha George.

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