[ It's an easier name to swallow than "that dinosaur-shirt wearing asshole," at least. He inclines his head just slightly, the tenseness in his shoulders loosening somewhat as he takes a drag off his cigarette. ]

Poetry written by some dead old Zen bastard. [ This is a safer topic, oddly. Fact-based, not something from his supposed 'life.' ] The school of Buddhism I know has some key differences to the sects around here, I've noticed.