The real challenge to NaBloPoMo

Sometimes, you can just freewrite and let your thoughts lead the post.

Other nights, you just don't even want to be looking at the screen and writing about nothing. Contextually speaking of course.

So this is a perfect time to talk about the yawn project! (Hoping that talking about it will give me a sense of immediacy in actually starting the project.)

Walking down the street, stopped in traffic, trapped in a three-hour conference call; you're bound to see someone yawn. What becomes really interesting is how the yawner (the person who is yawning) decides to cover up this mysterious bodily function. (Thank you "How Stuff Works.com") Someone sitting in their car may feel like they're alone, so they don't even try to courteously cover the cavernous reaches of their mouth and throat. (Hey, he's got fillings!)
Someone trapped in a three-hour conference call may try to stifle the yawn, tensing their jaw while a noticable quiver starts in their hair and reverberates to their shoes.
Someone walking down the street will, most likely, try to cover their yawn with their hand. Sparing us the vampiric need to count fillings before their teeth are again concealed by their cheeks.
This is where the social gestures of yawning get interesting. How does the person hold their hand? What is their body posture? Can they walk and yawn at the same time, or do they have to stop as their eyes squint closed and they appear to be in the throes of a petit mal?
And so begins the yawn project, wherein I will post photographic examples of yawns and lable the gesture and stance. This way, when you are walking down the street and you see someone yawn, you will instantly be able to tell something about them thanks to my personal interpretation of what it could possibly mean.
Hopefully none of the photos will get photoshopped on Fark, forever cataloging me in the infinite reaches of all that is Farklike.