New Best Friend(s) or A Dreaming Comes Across the Sky

Hopefully by now our synapses are wired up nice with the idea that all things are impermanent and clinging to such rascally phenomena punches our one-way tickets to Bummerville. What better way to illustrate the point than to ponder who, at any given moment, is our Very Best Friend?

Last week, of course, my VBF was my sister Laura for not only procuring me two pounds of Dean’s Beans’ Ahab’s Revenge (it took a hard-squintin' minute to place all those apostrophes properly), but ponying up more in postage than the beans were worth to ship them to Outer Mongolia. This week, alas, I must kick my beloved sibling to the curb. That’s cuz there’s not just one, but two contenders for her fickle position.

Contender #1 is my buddy Erka. I always think of her as my best friend in Mongolia, but what did she do to ascend to my potentially Very Best Friend? Why, surprise me with the gift of a rug for my bare wooden floors, that’s what. A rug that really ties the room together. (Is that the laugh you needed today, Sarah H? No charge.)

But just as I was about to place her tiara and proffer a bouquet, my mobile jingles and it's Sue, contender #2. In a familiar London accent, she informs me that the cargo I sought from her may be picked up at the Ulaanbaatar Hotel coffee shop where she’s currently munching overpriced crumpets. I scampered on over, scattering bouquet petals everywhere, and...oh my stars, how do I choose?

The patron of the rug that Moojie simply adores (but, frankly speaking, doesn’t exactly match the furniture)? Or the procurer of the latest 1220-page Pynchon which, in an odd coincidence, both cost ten pounds and weighs ten pounds? (To my almost preposterous delight, I have discovered that my "Shambhala Rising" article is quoted and linked at this Pynchon Wiki! Bonus points if you can ID the Pynchon reference in the post title.)

Can they be co-VBF’s? Do I have that much love in me? Well, maybe, cuz it won’t last forever. I mean, sometimes The Mooj and Nita curl up together on the coveted Tiger Seat (finally, they’re using the Meow Town cat tower -- remember this post?), but more often than not it just ends up like this:

Comments

[jules]

Well, I don't know the Pynchon reference, because I'm out of my element...but I hope nobody pees on your rug. :)

[Yeshe]

"A screaming comes across the sky" opening line to Gravity's Rainbow.

Hope you enjoy Against the Day, sorry I never got it to you as I mentioned I would. Do check out Buddha's Little Finger, you'll really dig it!!

[Konchog]

Very good, young Yeshe! We can talk all about it when I see you in July.