30 Day vegan Challenge: Day 6
“The filth of Saruman is washing away...”
That’s Tom the owner of “Thrive” vegan cafe here on our island in the video. He is a joyful vegan zealot. But in case y’all think that all vegans (or wannabee posers) are all a bunch of squeemish, limp-wristed, pacifist, anemic, weakling, hypocritical, X-flower-children, like me, Tom went to Penn state on a football scholarship and was a pilot who served two tours during the Vietnam war.
Now ever since lunch I have been working on this Joke but I just can’t come up with a funny punch-line. Maybe y’all have some ideas: ‘A Jewish Yogi, an Anishinabe/messianic nature-child, a New York refugee from Basilicata, and a third-order Franciscan/Roman Catholic (under temporary suspension), all walk into a vegan cafe....’
Anyway, when I went to the bathroom at the cafe I saw my reflection in the mirror and realized that I had a big chunk of ham from the delicious Denver omelette that we all had shared for breakfast still stuck in my beard! I can only hope that Tom assumed that that cube of ham was tofu marinated in Tamari sauce and paprika. Although, one need not be an actual vegan to eat at a vegan cafe, sometimes I think that when I walk through a room of level 5 vegans they can smell the carnage emanating from me (*note, one might be interested to trace the etymological roots and connections among the words, ‘carnage,‘ ‘carnivore,’ ‘carnival.’ and ‘incarnation’).
Blessings and obliged.