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The Tribe of the Masked Monks
After visiting the Floater Tribe my camera crew and I traveled to Northern Asia and came upon a tribe rumored to exist but never captured on film: the secretive Tribe of Masked Monks.
These reclusive monks spend most of their time meditating and seeking clarity of mind and freedom from passion and desire.
They wear masks to not only protect their faces from the harsh desert sun, but also to suppress any sign of expression or emotion.
Whenever visitors pass through their meditation camps they are viewed as tests of their patience and focus, not as sources of new friends or interaction.
We were soon asked to leave when too many of the monks became disturbed by seeing unmasked faces and felt their repressed emotions and desires coming to surface. We thanked them for their hospitality and let them get back to their peaceful, simple lives.
Check Out Those Pestils!
While I was retrieving my hat I came upon this ravishing beauty. Look at that hourglass figure!
Oh, who am I kidding? It’s all about those big beautiful eyes!
The Flower Folk
Googly Bouquet
A while back I posted a scene where I tried to woo a lady named Ann (not Lady Ann or Lady Anne, but a different Ann) and I tried to win her heart with a googly bouquet.
Here is that bouquet in all it’s resplendent googliness. I didn’t take the googly eyes off so it is possible it still has them. If so, l0ok for them at the Royale where I can often be seen googling things.
More Googly Flowers

As she peered wistfully through her flowing green bangs, Lady Veronica sighed as the man she loved rode off with his new bride. “Someday”, she thought, “Someday she’ll do him wrong and he’ll be mine”.
Hell Nay, We Won’t Shave

“They said I had to come into work clean-shaven or not come in at all. Screw that job! I ain’t gonna shave off what God decided in his infinite wisdom to grow on my face! They can find themselves someone else with less respect for themselves for that there ticket booth.”
The Flowers That Bloom in the Spring, Tra La…
Earlier this year I planted a bunch of googly eyes in my front yard.

They just blossomed this weekend! Aren’t they beautiful?

I am thinking about giving some of these googly flowers to a certain lady I admire…

… but what should the card read? “I only have eyes for you”, perhaps? Or maybe, “Here’s lookin’ at you, kid”.


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