Nama-say-WHAT?

I blogged a few weeks ago about my interest in wordplay... Well, here's the next installment.

I started attending an Anusara Yoga class with my good friend Chris (of Chickennutbread fame) a few weeks ago. The instructor is a bit of a nouveau hippie named Stacey... she makes us chant in bastardized Sanskrit at the beginning of the class, and she often speaks abstract-ese when describing poses and such.

In any case, after the second class I found a stack of postcards at the reception desk advertising Stacey's website: http://www.namastacey.com/. Namaste + Stacey = Namastacey!! I may have been slightly offended if it weren't so G.D. ingenious! I'm now a semi-regular. :)