A family that meditates together…

Yesterday Rob and I went to Tibet Fest at the Seattle Center. Cus, y’know, we’re Buddhist. We were watching some Tibetan dancing, and I was thinking about the booth selling cupcakes to benefit Tibetan orphans. In between bites of pad thai (which the food court lady was making with Hunt’s ketchup, perhaps turning me off pad thai forever), I said to Rob, “We don’t have to adopt a Thai orphan, you know. We could adopt a Tibetan one.”

Rob, who was camcordering the dancing, looked at me like I was nuts and said, “What martial art does Tibet have?”