There is a website called meetup.com where regardless of your interest, you can find others in your area with a similar interest who are ready to “meet up.” The first one I attended was a Vegetarian Meet-Up, where I shared a meal with other vegetarians. One guy there was also in a Dungeons & Dragons Meet-Up, a Microsoft Word Meet-up and many other groups; I kind of shut off when I heard “Microsoft Word,” thinking this guy way to nerdy to warrant more of my ear-time.
The next Meet-Up I attended was a Vegan Meet-Up and I liked this one a little more than the first. Many people are vegetarians because they think it is good for health but most vegans are there, at least in part, because they don’t think wacking animals for their taste buds is a compassionate choice. I was pretty active in animal rights at the time and dug the fact that we could discuss how chickens were being cruelly treated while passing the soy chicken nuggets around, acknowledging that those little cluckers sure did taste good, though!
I started my own Meet-Up group called “Yoga Without Walls” (http://yoga.meetup.com/758), where the concept was not just about doing yoga outside, but also working to take the principles of yoga out of the classroom and into our lives. Seriously, what is the point of being all mellow-yellow after you wake-up from corpse pose only to start bitching and moaning when the first person you bump into on the street doesn’t bow their head and give you the yoga cult nod of “Namaste”?
Right now 182 people are signed-up as members of my group, which really means little as, just like a gym membership, most people sign-up and never show up (but with the Meet-Up they don’t have to pay to sign-up, so you can imagine how “obligated” they feel to even RSVP.) Whenever a new member signs-up, I receive an email and I usually do the same thing: I check out their picture and see if I’d like to fuck them and then I see what other groups they’re a member of to see what kind of nonsense I’ll have to talk about in order to get them into bed. So when Allen joined up, I followed my same modus operandi.
After 10-minutes of staring at his profile picture, I decided I didn’t want to fuck him. I then went on to his back office picture and was surprised, as it looked more like a “back door” picture than a back office one to me. It was hard to fully discern of what it was, but it looked like a somewhat closely cropped picture of the naked hips of one man behind another man wearing somewhat girlie underwear in a sort of anally suggestive way, shall we say.
I’m reminded of a seller on eBay about which a friend of mine who sells stuff on that site told me. He said this seller was known to have his naked reflection “accidentally” appear in the pictures of the items he was selling. It could be a fancy piece of glassware…but if you looked close you could see a nude man with a dangling wiener in the background.
Now I don’t mind what anyone does on their own time in their own space. Lord knows I myself have a couple of dozen pictures of me swinging from a chandelier with a sponge mop hanging out of my ass. But I don’t post them to public sites (besides www.spongemopintheass.com, of course.)
So I contacted Allen and inquired, “Uh hi. What is that second picture you posted of?” I didn’t receive a response but the next time I went to my Meet-Up site, I saw he had removed the picture in question, which only made me think that it was, indeed, of the homoerotic genre.
Because I’m a pain in the ass, I emailed Allen back and said, “I see you deleted the picture but I still want to know what it was.” Allen didn’t respond and days later I received notice in my mailbox that he had dropped out of the group.
Perhaps he was afraid that I would give him an assist during downward dog and whisper in his ear, “You can do this position in your girlie panties at home, fruity pants.” Truthfully, this wouldn’t be so out of the norm for me, as I say this to every one of my students when they’re in downward dog.