Are these getting old yet? I don’t care. Best one yet.

Bowling Green: October 1, 1942

Ramble, Central Park

Highlights of my Saturday night, in chronological order:

• “Would it be a bad idea to drunk text my mom?”
• Jokes about group sex
• My friend concentrating intently on soup
• A vanilla gorilla milkshake (vanilla ice cream + banana)
• My parents’ new rabbi/rebbetzin “status”
• Someone blasting “I Just Had Sex” from his car
• “These are dragon pants… Not pants for dragons. These are pants for people who ride dragons.”
• Human feces on the 6 train
• “Have fun with your sister!”

• Peter Dinklage, laughing (Greenwich Village)
• Penn Badgley, looking out of place in a dumpy jazz club (Alphabet City)
• Jimmy Fallon, whistling in a failed attempt to be inconspicuous (Gramercy)
• Chris Noth, looking dapper (Greenwich Village)

SAYING GOODBYE TO THE DIRTY GLOVE AND HELLO TO THE BIG APPLE.

CAPS BECAUSE I AM EXCITED!

This was actually something that concerned me… I love the Yoga Shelter am not entirely convinced that anywhere else can compare. The style of yoga and teaching practices are important, but in my practice, the feeling of community may supercede those more traditional components.  To be in a space with so many other bodies, breathing, sweating, pushing ourselves physically and mentally, it creates a kinship that I have not found elsewhere; Yoga to the People looks like the perfect place to accomplish this.

The undeniable trend factor has changed the way yoga is practiced in America. Many people use it as a way to forget about the stress of work, school, and other resonsibilites.  But yoga should not be that hour in our day or week where we check out.  Yoga is a time to check in.

I’m looking forward to everything that YTTP has to ofer.

Days until I move to New York, approximately.