Instead of filling coffee or being stuck in the mailroom, I worked on the Web site, helped wardrobe a model for the front cover photo shoot.
I always thought I was a big-time slowpoke when it comes to computers, but being surrounded by yogis on desktops makes me feel like Bill Gates.
The photo shoot prep was interesting too. I never thought I would hear "No, that's too much skin," and "Look modest!" when it comes to a beautiful woman and a glossy cover.
There are a cluster of young guys here but I seem to be the only girl under 25. We have a reggae-spitting, loudmouth and dreadlocked guy who tried to tell me to drop out of college, a Puerto Rican meditative engineering major at Georgia Tech, a guy who plays sitar, guitar and a digiridoo (sp?) and my very first friend who makes the daal. It's fascinating to see them in this setting, but that's why yoga is unifying, I guess.
I will be back.