Cat Scratch and Getting back to practice

So, I took a break yesterday from my regular yoga practice because I was caught up in the Radioshack and I've gotta get back to it today. I've been practicing at Ishta Yoga this year. A totally different change of pace. Really exciting to say the least.

It has a nice dynamic to it of being esoteric without being too serious, there's a fun and playful aspect that's allowed and encouraged, which I appreciate.

Something that I don't appreciate right now is now my cat loves cuddling up to me and getting all lovey only to flash her claws and rip into my flesh. I'm like WTF! I know she doesn't mean to hurt me but she gets like all psycho sometimes, it's insane!

Anyway, gotta get to work!

Summer's almost over, le sigh...

My Brand New Blackberry and Rip Torn in Radio Shack

Ok so this is going to be a rather long blog entry. I've decided that I feel like writing today and since I'm enjoying my sleeping late and staying up late life right now, I'm going to tell you about my adventures at Radioshack yesterday since it's 2:30 am the next day.

Yesterday I finally joined the rest of the human race and got a Blackberry! Yeah, I thought it'd never happen too but Sprint wanted me and so to woo me to their side, they tempted me with a Blackberry and they got me right where they wanted me.

So, I'm waiting at Radioshack to get the phone set up and activated when a guy who says he's Rip Torn walks into the Shack and says that he just bought an ATT Go phone at the store and he left it there. So, he wants to buy another phone and the guy at the front desk is like I'm helping another customer, I'll be with you shortly. Rip is getting impatient and so, he stands real close to me and suddenly I'm gagging because I can smell spoiled milk coming from Rip's direction. I'm looking at this guy and I'm like is this really Rip Torn? I went home and look him up, well he was born in 1931, so he's pretty damn old. Here's a pic:



So, maybe it is Rip. He was showing me pics of him and Will Smith and Will Smith's dad. I'm like, is this like ID for you? He's like well, yeah, I guess it is.

Eventually he got his Go phone and went off on his merry way, I was glad. The spoiled milk smell was really upsetting my olfactory senses. I was doubly glad because my phone finally got activated and I became the proud owner of a Blackberry who's name is Ripley, in honor of my new friend Rip.

Tomorrow I'll tell you about the printer I bought a couple days ago from Radioshack, but for now it's time to sleep. So goodnight and god bless us one and all.

Been a long time!

So, I don't think that anyone reads this blog, which is why I'm not so sorry for not posting on it. I've always been busy but it seems that now having a great blog is a hiring point for most employers. Which I find to be hilarious to say the least. Who cares if I have a Masters in Media Studies from the New School. (When it came in the mail I was on my way to the Medicaid office and checking how much I had left in my EBT -foodstamps- account.)

Now it's all about the blog! I shouldn't complain though, I was miserable in the corporate world. Being poor isn't glamorous but not having a 9 to 5 does permit me to do things I love with my time, like YOGA!

Jivamukti and Om Yoga are my new loves. I occasionally practice at Yoga Works but it isn't the same since I haven't been working there.

Maybe if I loose everything it will be easier to become an enunciate and fully enlightened. I'll travel from country to country and meditate and feel free. Ah FREEDOM! How lovely that would be.

Beyond that, it seems the country (U.S) is fucked. In debt and so am I.

Oh well.... AUM.