I got clued into the hilarious YogaDawg site after reading Danurasana's blog this evening. It looks like the folks with the ill sense of humor are New Yorkers based on a lot of their references.
Here's one of the sharpest and most observant entries entitled " The Rat Pack " :
The Rat Pack will make themselves known by their ceaseless chatter as they make their way into the reception area of the studio. They will be oblivious of their surroundings as they babble on their cell phones. They will stay close to each other as they tend to suffer from separation anxiety. The Rat Pack will enter the class room and pick a back corner to set up their mats. They will continue to yammer away. If you try to listen to what they are saying, you won't have a clue. It will be gibberish. When told that no cell phones calls are allowed in the studio, they will immediately start text messaging. You will hear them tapping insanely on their phones.
The Rat Pack will have stumbled into this Yoga class after seeing an article in the Sunday style section of the newspaper. Yoga happened to be mention in the "What to do on weekend" section. "Oh Yoga, cool, hey, let's do a yoga class, we tried, rock climbing, boring., tubing, too wet.., ruined my cell phone, but the bar thing was good last week. This should be fun...".
As the class begins they will have to be reminded to put their cell phones and stop chattering to each other. Shortly thereafter, you will notice the Rat Pack start to develop symptoms of social withdrawal. They will become wobbly, and begin to weave and bob on their mats. They will have a glazed look on their face as the strain of not talking begins to take it's toll of the pack. It was been know for individuals in a rat pack to simply seize up and fall to the ground.
Inner Dialog: This is so much fun. I wonder who is calling me. Did you see that guy with the gold chains? I've got to call Bob and tell him I can't make it to the bar because the girls and I are going to the vegetarian restaurant after class. The article in the style section said that vegetation restaurants are fun. Oh, there's the teacher. What do you mean turn off our cell phones.what!..we can't talk even.what kind of BS is that? Okay, I guess we'll have to do that since no one else is talking. What up with them. A bunch of social misfits obviously. I'm starting feel woozy.I need to talk. I need to text message. I need social interaction. This Yoga stuff sucks. I am getting glazed over.damn, I think I'm starting to faint.. For more snark : www.yogadwag.com , Peace out and Namaste -