Monks and Baseball

Subject: Monks and Baseball

One Saturday morning I set out on my way to Qwest Field to see the Dalai
Lama speak. By the time I made it down to the transfer station in down town
Tacoma however, I realized my plan of giving myself an hour extra to get up
there was a huge underestimate on my part. I boarded the good ol¹ 594 to
Seattle, to find an already packed bus. So me, along with the dozen or so
others at the bus stop, all loaded up together, and stood for what turned
out to be an extended trip, due to traffic being re-routed because of the
Daffodil Parade.

So, as I¹m standing my way up to Seattle, a conversation starts up between
the others standing, as a few people tried to sardine themselves in seats
that had been squished together to make room for a wheel chair. It quickly
became clear that the bus was filled with people who, like me, were going to
see the Dalai Lama, and those who were headed up for the Mariners game
scheduled for later that day. This proved to be an interesting mix of
people. One of the Mariners fans asked, ³What is the Dalai Lama?² To which
someone kindly replied, ³he¹s a religious leader.² The man said, ³oooh yeah,
he¹s Jewish isn¹t he?²

Then again, if someone had asked me to name the team the Mariners were
playing again, or who one of their starters was, I would have been at a
loss.

Tara, Student