A well-earned vacation

 As you can see, I spent my post-Tibetan retreat lounging by the pool in sunny Palm Springs (because even a Monkey needs to catch a few rays from time-to-time).

 The Red Buffoon forced me into the chilly blue waters of the swimming pool, where to no one's surprise I excelled at aquatic sports - particularly the backstroke.

 And of course I forced him to be my mount for a rousing match of water polo.

 Ah, a fair maiden accosted me at poolside! The lovely Gigi and I became fast friends...

Oh behave my dreamy damsel. They say that to kiss the Mongolian Monkey is to experience the sweetness of the honey comb, the the subtleness of the hummingbird's sneeze, and the electricity of the lightning bolt, all in one. You were warned!

Alas, they never stop flocking to my handsome side.

Rejoice - I have returned

Greetings, the long-awaited return of I, your favorite Mongolian primate is here. My six week silent retreat in the mountains of Eastern Tibet were filled with enlightenment, inner-growth, and deliciously spiced goat meat. And now I return to you, a wiser monkey, ready to fulfill the prophecies that were foretold of my world dominance and staggering good looks...