Mellow Yellow University?

Born-a-high forever to fly… Brain activity nil.

It’s being reported that the 60’s music icon, Donovan, is attempting to establish an accredited meditation university in Scotland, the country of his birth. If that weren’t bizzare enough, director David Lynch wants to help him achieve it.

“I know it sounds like an airy-fairy hippie dream to go on about ’60s peace and love,” said the 61-year-old singer, who was born Donovan Leitch in the Maryhill area of Glasgow. “But the world is ready for this now, it is clear this is the time.

He said the university will be located in either Glasgow or Edinburgh.

Donovan discovered transcendental meditation while visiting India and guru Maharishi Mahesh Yogi in 1968.

“The Maharishi told me during that 1968 visit that I should build a university in Edinburgh. I went to my room and drew a beautiful dome-shaped place of learning,” he said Friday.

“I didn’t know what to do because I couldn’t do this on my own. But then I met David Lynch, who told me about the positive effects of TM in education. Although it’s taken me 35 years, I will do what the Maharishi told me to do.”

Uh yeah. You’re right. It does sound like an airy-fairy hippie dream. And I’m not the smartest man alive, but I do know that from 1968 to 2007 is 39 years, not 35 years.

I loved this quote from Lynch. Cracked me up…

“For a country the size of Scotland it would take only 250 students meditating to protect Scotland from its enemies and to bring peace, to stop violence and drug abuse,” Lynch said. “That is just a byproduct of the students meditating together.”

I don’t want to kill your buzz, dude. If you want to charge people $2500 to teach them how to be quiet for 20 minutes, and you can find people stupid enough to pay the fee, more power to you. Good luck with that, Sunshine Superman.

Posted by: Vonski | 10-29-2007 | 10:10 AM
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A crash course in phone texting

Here’s a piece of friendly advice. Don’t type text messages on your cell phone while you’re drunk and heading towards a moving train. Texting while driving is nearly as bad as using curling irons or applying mascara. I have been behind someone using a curling iron while they’re driving. I have no idea what people who do things like this are thinking! What part of having a metal tube that is 300-400ºF just inches from your head while you’re steering a death machine that weighs 3000lbs makes you pretty sure it’s a safe thing to do?

Texting causes you to take your eyes off the road (or both roads if you’re drunk and seeing double) to see what your typing. Oh yeah, and you’re TYPING. This takes two hands… that should be on the steering wheel. Gosh, it’s been a good 23 years since I took my driver’s test, but I’m pretty sure they would have docked me if I was steering with my knees.

Sweet baby Jesus on a cracker! Can you keep your hands at 10 and 2 on the steering wheel for 10 freaking minutes while you drive home, you nut jobs? Is that too much to ask?

Ka-chow!

Posted by: Vonski | 10-17-2007 | 11:10 AM
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