Zippy and I were room mates, and were in the process of moving. A high school friend, Craig, was visiting from Virginia. He had come to California to climb various mountains as he was trying to locate his "spot", or something. He had long hair and wore a bandana as a headband.
I drove out to the new place (about 30 miles away) to drop off a load of stuff, and then was going to drive back to pick up Zippy and Craig, and be out of the old place. However, I got tired so I called Zip and told him I'd come get him first thing in the morning.
So, I wasn't at the old place, but this is how the story goes: Zippy and Craig were in bed, meaning they were in their sleeping bags. Except Craig was in his underwear doing his nightly yoga before retiring. The landlady (of the old place) came over with her Hungarian gardener/boyfriend, knocked on the door and demanded to know why people were still there. Zippy tried explaining, several times. Craig just ignored them all and kept on with his yoga, in his underwear. The landlady persisted, and got more vocal. Zippy kept trying to explain, and finally became frustrated.
Pointing to Craig (in who knows what position) Zippy yelled, "The Maharishi must not be disturbed!!". The landlady shut her trap, and she and her gardener/boyfriend promptly left.
