I am partial to Smoking Loon wine when it's on sale, as tonight it was. I've read the back label before, but tonight it occurred to me it told the story of a bodhisattva.

"Besides his bein' kinda crazy, they called him the Smoking Loon 'cause he was so dam efficient," Jake began, stubbing out his cigar. "He'd take care of business an' get in an' out before anybody'd see him comin'... leavin' no trace 'cept the lingering sound of his eerie, loon-like cackle. No one was really sure who he was or who he worked for, but when word got out someone needed his services, the Smoking Loon just appeared on their doorstep, like outta thin air or somethin."
May you be a bodhisattva smoking loon... Such is my aspiration, tho I have far to go, especially on the parts about appearing out of nowhere and leaving no trace and being efficient. Quite clunky, I am. Being crazy and the cackling, however, I think I got covered 8)