Thanks to Hillary for being my yogi photographer. Here are a few of the shots where my alignment was more or less on.

Sirsasana:


Warrior I:


Tree:


Lotus (with hands in Anjali Mudra):


A variation of Dwi Pada Viparita Dandasana (the traditional version is with straight legs):


Eka Pada Rajakapotasana (try saying it three times fast):


Cobra:


Trikonasana:


Bakasana:

Labels: photos, yoga

Saw the national tour of Avenue Q tonight. Loved it. Was waiting to see it for almost 3 years, ever since I first heard the score. Really brilliant. It leaves Tucson this weekend, so catch it if you can.

The only disappointment was the acoustics of the TCC Music Hall. The space was just poorly designed for that, which is ironic, since it's a MUSIC HALL. I am a bit more picky about this than most things though, since the sound design professor in the theatre program I graduated from literally wrote the (one and only) book on sound design for theatre, including theatre designed for sound. I TA'd for the man for three years, so I have a soft spot for good theatrical acoustics.

But I digress. Seeing the show in person was a wonderful experience and I will certainly be humming or outright singing the songs fairly constantly for the next few days.

Brilliant work. Absolutely brilliant.

Labels: theatre

That's not just the name of a great bell hooks primer on feminism, it's an officially proven scientific fact:

Feminism boosts sexual satisfaction for both men and women, a new study suggests.

Busting stereotypes that peg feminists as man-haters, a new study shows that having a feminist partner is linked with healthier, more romantic heterosexual relationships.

The study, published online this week in the journal Sex Roles, relied on surveys of both college students and older adults, finding that women with egalitarian attitudes do find mates and men do find them attractive. In fact, results reveal they are having a good time, maybe a better time than the non-feminists.

No wonder Ann Coulter's had three broken engagements.

Labels: feminism, sex

Taking yoga asana self-portraits is no easy task. It took me many many tries to get these two gems:





Anybody interested in being my yoga photographer? Seriously, I'd like to get better shots of these two poses, plus me in some additional asanas.

I found the entire photography process really helpful in checking my alignment in both poses and discovering where I need to do more work. This could be very beneficial to my yoga practice.

That, and the pictures of me in full form just look really cool.

(UPDATED 10-18-07 00:53 to replace slideshow with thumbnails of both photos)

Labels: personal, photos, yoga

My resume was due for an update, and I've done it. Use the link at right to view it. Bowing to Hillary's and apparently Miriam's concerns, I took out my home address from the online version.

Labels: career, jobs, personal

It's official, I bought my JetBlue tickets this morning. I'll be in New York December 20-25 (leaving on a redeye at 11:59 PM on December 19). I'll take souvenir requests, but I'm not making any promises.

Thanks to Hillz for watching over the furball while I'm gone, till she heads back east herself. And thanks to Miriam for putting me up part of the time I'm there. The rest of my nights will be spent in a Fabulous Room (that's really what it's called, I swear!) at the glam W Hotel Times Square.

Labels: birthday, Hillary, Miriam, New York, personal

Excuse me, 'debt with disabilities'.

Since getting laid off at the end of July, I've been avoiding looking seriously at my financial picture because I was afraid of what I might see.

You see, thanks to my severance package and a lucrative consulting practice, my bank account has actually been healthier than it's ever been. And I like having that extra cushion. So I have been a little slow in paying some bills. That's not really new, but the beefed-up bank account has been helping me psychologically through an uncertain period of quasi-employment.

But the persistent and obnoxious calls from my creditors was starting to be too much to handle - there are only so many times a day I want to be interrupted in what I'm doing so I can hit the ignore button on my cell phone.

So I sat down tonight to look at my finances through the end of this calendar year. Turns out, I'll continue to be fine. I can afford to take that birthday trip, and I could also, as it turns out, afford to pay off one of my credit cards entirely. Combined with paying off my computer last month, I'm now back down to one credit card with a balance on it, and I may even be able to pay that one all the way off by the end of the year too.

Financial insecurity, which plagued me most of the time I've lived in Tucson, when I made far less than I was worth at a job I stayed at far longer than I should have, is now a thing of the past, at least for now. And I attribute this newfound freedom at least in part to my yoga practice, which has taught me the fine art of letting go and flowing with grace.

I should write a book.

(I am, actually, writing a book proposal, but that'll be on communications strategies for smaller non-profits)

Labels: finances, New York, personal, success, yoga