It was about time for a Monk Shot! post anyway, but since I just found out we’re going away for a long weekend and do not have the time to post my regularly scheduled articles this one kills two birds with one stone. And efficiency is something I’ve always admired. Dead birds ain’t a bad thing either.
So I apologize to those of you who tuned in to see how the Boys In The Bar were doing; So and the gang will be back next week. Besides, I’m sure y’all are busy watching the Commonwealth Games anyway. That or waiting with baited breath for John Travolta’s ex-lover to leak the story of their romance now that a judge has given him the thumbs up to spill the beans about how John likes to spill his seed.
Nude Dude posts will appear as usual over the next few days, but don’t expect much else content-wise. And I won’t be updating my front page either, so you’ll have to click through to the blog pages to see what does get published. Unless Matthew Mitchum, Ian Thorpe, and Tom Daley pull a threesome in Glasgow and post selfies to Instagram . . . there are some things in life too important to not miss even when you are supposed to be having a romantic getaway.
At least I think it is a romantic getaway. Could be I’m headed to rehab too. Phil’s less than excited about the potential of my covering the Commonwealth Games and mentioned something about an intervention. But then it’s the journey and not the destination that matters, which works quite well with this photo. It’s the first in a series of shots I took In Phnom Penh of this young monk checking out a tiny golden wat riverside. The colors were what originally caught my eye. And then I kept clicking as he made his way along the building’s edge.
Eventually he reached a spot where he could peak inside at a group of elder monks performing some sort of ritual. And that was my ‘keeper’ shot. But this one ain’t bad either. It was that or a photo of all the dead birds the guy who was selling them to the faithful to release to earn merit was busy dumping. More ended up in the dumpster than flying free. And I figured y’all may not be as fond of dead birds as I am.
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