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Triple Shot.

I told Ellen at a taco place that she needed to chew her ice after she finished her water.

“It’s a tradition,” I said.

“You know how I feel about tradition,” she said. “You keep that shit at home,” and it was one of the more profound things I’d heard in a while.

If only…

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As I walked out of my yoga studio today, the guy from the pizza shop next door on his cigarette break said to me today, “Shit man, you do yoga? Are you like all flexible and shit? Can you like, bend over and make fart noises with your mouth on your belly?”

“Yes,” I said. “Yes I can.”

“Awesome man.”

“Yes,” I said. “It’s really awesome.”

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I was getting a new phone number assigned to me recently. I told the operator that my brother was a little slow and I needed something easy to remember in case anything came up. My number now: 234.3455.

Sorry bro.

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For those of you whom I have yet to meet, my non-cyber life is supported by teaching yoga (among a few other odds and ends). This past weekend, I found myself surrounded by lights, cameras and half-built sets in a huge loft space in Chicago’s downtown with my dear friend and photographer extraordinaire, Jane, who collaborated with me on some promotional photos for my up-and-coming site.

I thought I’d share a few of these.

For this last shot, I asked her what stage of enlightenment it looked like I was in. She said that as I was having her take pictures of me meditating, probably not that high…

I liked my little brick corner.  I hope you do, too.

Thank you to Ms. Jane Jennings Gaspar. Check out her blog here, and her site here.

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What is the only fruit with the seeds on the outside?

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How many times is the word “fuck” said in the movie Scarface?

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What is Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophibia a phobia of?

… answers after the jump.

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