Fun with power tools

September 30, 2007

So, I got my hands on a power tool for the weekend. It’s not mine for keeps, but I like it a lot. The guy to whom it belongs said I could give it a spin for a couple of days and see what I could do with it.

And so I did. And did. And did. It was quite awesome. And exhausting.

The husband was quite intimidated.

Damn, I’m handy with a power tool.


Hell froze over. Again.

September 27, 2007

As I was finishing up my practice today, and willfully skipping Uth Pluthi because, well, I have been Uth Pluthi-ing in about EVERY vinyasa lately, and I’m jut tired of it already (well, not Uth Pluthi, but more like Lolasana, you know, pressing down hard on my palms to lift my little tuchas up), I noticed that Val was watching. Guilty, I said, “Yeah, I skipped Uth Pluthi….” But she wasn’t thinking about that. She sat down next to me and said that she wanted to talk.

I have to admit, I felt a bit clammy. I must have a guilty conscience. I was thinking she mightwant to talk to me about my blog, you know, ask me not to, or to think twice before blogging about my practie there. Like a certain teacher had in the past. I even for a moment thought that she might suggest that I go back to NYC. I have no idea why I think such awful things.

Instead she told me that she wants to get me started on Second Series. She didn’t want to cause any kind of conflict with Guy, and she didn’t want to teach it to me if I didn’t want to move past Primary yet, but she thinks I am ready and that it will be good for me.



Fall Harvest!

September 26, 2007

New grass is finally growing in the bald patches…

From a few tiny pumpkin seeds, a tiny pumpkin patch grows…(pumpkins will arrive next month, hopefully in time for Halloween, if not then in time for Thanksgiving and pumpkin pie)

But for now, I have harvested my first EVER cucumber. Here is my little pride and joy….

When this little plot is good and spent, I’ll be turning it over and planting perennial shrubbery and moving my vegetable and herb gardening to a different venue on the property. But hopefully the roots will have added some nice conditioning to the soil for my boxwoods and barberries.

And that’s all she wrote about gardening.


Shana Tova from the YC Family!

September 26, 2007

From all of us at the YC Family over here in YC-Ville, we wish you a sweet, healthy and peaceful year!



I’m casting Ashtangi: The Feature Film

September 26, 2007

Barry Manilow has already signed on as Boodiba’s “MGxBF”.

I’m trying to get Maggie Gylenhaal, for Laksmi:

Amy Winehouse, in her first acting role ever as…..Samamasthithithithithiti.

This was a no-brainer…Kate Moss’s sculptural likeness as Boodiba. Although, there was some brief consideration of using young Daniel Radcliffe in drag to represent the Third Series I Want More blogger’s exhuberent androdgeny. Some said that Radcliffe was the better actor. Nevertheless, Stone Kate’s form was a force not to be reckoned with.

For Carl, we tried to find a young, tough, Bruce Willis type. Instead, we found ourselves drawn to this Canadian Native American actor because of his innate understanding of kayaks and body art. We hope no one minds if Carl’s character becomes one of Native American descent.

Other casting calls are for the Mind Bender, for whom we have Christina Ricci in mind (as long as Christina can lay off the cigarettes and keep her weight down at the same time), The Doyenne of, Ms. Facing Inward, for whom Angie Harmon is the obvious choice, but perhaps a bit too obvious? Cranky seems destined to be played by Joan Jett, as long as Joan doesn’t mind taking time off from her duties as Carmen Electra’s [fake?] girlfriend to do some acting and pie baking. Tiff could easily be played by Lucy Liu because of the ethnic looks and the ass-kicking flexibility, but now that I am thinking about it, I think I want to be played by Lucy Liu, so Tiff, would you mind being played by Sarah Jessica Parker instead?

Who else should be cast in the movie? Whom have I inadvertently forgotten?


While everyone was talking about Carl’s piercing

September 26, 2007

I was doing my second practice of the day. I mean, after I escaped from the Jew Zoo in Iran, that is. Think of everything you could have accomplished today if you weren’t talking about Carl’s piercing!

I had a belly button piercing once. I got it after my second pregnancy to hide the fact that my belly button had stretched to the size of a small mouth. It worked because my tummy was pretty flat, and the glittery little jewel in the curved barbell was like an optical illusion, focusing the eyes in on itself, instead of the gaping disaster that was my navel. Then a few years later, I got a tummy tuck, during which my belly button was pulled down to nearly the level of my c-section scar. A new perfectly innie belly button was carved out by my surgeon in the proper place, and now I can’t imagine sullying his work by putting a hole in it.

I also had my nose pierced for a brief time about three years ago. I had a teeny little diamond in my nostril. But I kept catching colds, and I couldn’t help but think that it was because the little bugger was intoducing germs into my nasal passage.

For what it’s worth, I was a bit baffled by Columbia’s president’s behavior; he wasn’t a very nice host. But his guest was much less nice.

On a totally unrelated topic, inspired by Mrs. Laksmi, I decided to try getting myself into Urdhva Kukkutasana, and I was surprised to find that it was rather simple, once I realized that I had to place knees directly on elbows. Also, and this is much more pertinent to my practice now: I figured out how to jump right into Bakasana B. It involves holding my breath after the inhale and softly landing my bent legs around the outside of my upper arms, which almost feel like they’re catching my legs the way a mitt catches a softball. After I landed it, unexpectedly, I did it again about 10 more times, or maybe 20. Now I hope that I can someday do it again. Meanwhile, I have yet to stand up from a backbend without assistance.

Someday, maybe.


This is MA again

September 25, 2007

And I think I like this blog thing. I am a scholar, after all. To answer Carl, yes, young man, I do use the word “retard”, as in:

“If you have created the fifth generation of atomic bombs and are testing them already, who are you to question other people who just want nuclear power. I think the politicians who are after atomic bombs, politically, they’re backwards. Retarded.”

[empahsis added]

I have as much right to be here as YC (who is bound and gagged and in a cage, er, I mean being kept under security with the other three Jews who are currently, um, living, yes, living, that’s the word I was looking for, living in Iran. As I said in my speech, “We love all nations. We love the Jewish people. There are many Jews living in Iran, with peace and security.”), and I believe that I will stay here. I like it. It is a holy blog. And I will not be made to leave it just because of something that theoretically might have happened somewhere else to other people by other people.

Besides, YC should be doing better things with her time. In Iran, she can live out her time in the way that the holiest one intended. “Women in Iran enjoy the highest levels of freedom,” I said yesterday in my speech, without offering specifics. But I will now add that one of those freedoms is to marry at age nine, a freedom that you Americans do not bestow upon your women.

Now, who is this Britney Spears of which YC sometimes writes? And who is Lakmsi? Her name puts fear into my scholarly heart, although it is true that I love all people. Especially those living in my country with peace and security.

As YC would say, that is all.