It was in the year 27 A.D. (from the Latin, meaning Annie's Dominoes) when all at the monestary somewhere in Tibet were getting ready to celebrate New Year's Eve with many hours of silent meditation and not drinking alcohol. One young man, however, was getting ready to depart.

"Jesus Christ, has it been a long year!" the Zen Master exclaimed.

"Yes, it has, master," Jesus replied. "It has been a long, difficult year, but I have learned so much from you. I can never thank you enough for what you have taught me. Yet, I have so much more to learn elsewhere during my journey. And so I must go."

Jesus picked up his old kit bag, the one he had packed all his troubles into when he began his travels, and smiled at the Zen Master. They hugged and Jesus walked out the door, down the path and off in the direction he had come from twelve months ago, back toward the Silk Road, which Christ had been surprised to find was not really made of silk. Just another one of those mysteries Jesus had to explore before his time to teach would arrive.