--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "seventhray1" <steve.sun...@...> wrote: > > "Buck" <dhamiltony2k5@> > > Friends and strangers alike were thrilled to welcome Dorothy > > back to the dome when she arrived for Monday evening's > > program. Upon arriving in the dome shoe room, Dorothy > > reportedly said to one friend, "I didn't kiss anybody's > > a##!!" To which her friend replied, "I knew you wouldn't, > > Dorothy!" > > They ought to have a Krishna style celebration with drums, > and chants, and dancing, and parade her around on a chair > or something. Or maybe a PSA, which ends with a steely > eyed statement, "and I didn't kiss anyone's ass" Which > actually could be interpreted as "I didn't kiss anyone's > ass, I just kissed so and so's ass" Jusy sayin.
I love your warped view of things, Ray. It reminds me of what mine might have been if I had ever lived through the whole Dome Pass thang. I didn't. I only practiced group sidhis a few times in L.A. after returning from my course, and that was such a zoo that I bailed on the whole thing before it had occurred to them to have to have badges to get in. I think you know me well enough from my posts to know how I would have responded to some TM twif asking me, "Where's your dome pass." The kid would have gotten the full "Treasure of the Sierra Madre" treatment. :-) So I'm a bit of an outsider with regard to this particular sturm-und-drung drama. I can see that this story pushes buttons of various kinds in those who have gone through the whole Dome Badge saga. But I never did, so for me it's like watch- ing a weird parody of "The Wizard Of Oz," in which Dorothy gets banned from the court for getting a hug from the Wicked Witch of the West, only to be mysteriously redeemed at the last minute, to the delight of the munchkins dancing around her. :-)
