A number of folks mentioned that they weren’t able to leave comments. I think I figured out the problem. Adding the string “ttp:” to the blacklist probably isn’t going to let much through, eh?
Anyhoo, comments should be back in working order. I hope. Shoot me an email if you’re still having a problem.
Elizabeth Edwards is going to give the closing keynote at BlogHer
Sweeet. Also, read through the speakers list. I’m excited! Not just for the panels, but seeing who’s on them. People I know!
“Continental Flight with Human Waste Running Down the Aisle? Yeah, I Was On That…”
At Metroblogging NYC.
June 12. “Celebrate the legalization of interracial couples.” It saddens me that this sentence even makes sense. Didn’t know there was an official Day. Lots of good legal and history info there. (via)
“Whites Underestimate Costs of Being Black, Study Finds”
The data is interesting, but I think there’s a huge leap in logic when it comes to whether or not the data is indicative of anyone’s opinion on reparations to descendants of slaves. (via)
As seen at TC Metroblogging happy hour last week. To which only Hannah (and her way cool husband, Chad) came. I know it’s slow and it’s summer and we’re all busy and whatnot, but… *sigh*
Apparently the way to catch me on camera with my eyes open is to take the picture when I’m not paying attention.
Today I had a moment of inspiration. An idea for a panel which could well fit at SXSW or some such event. Needs some research and TLC, but it’s there. I’m seriously considering taking a couple days of vacation to sit down and flesh out some of these project ideas that keep circling the drain in my head. I know I’m stuck because I’m overwhelmed by what to do next. So I think a little brainstorming session and some specific actionable items would help.
Just the idea of having some mental space to think more about these things excites me.
In other news, we’re going to Fringe-For-All tomorrow night. 3-minute previews of 30 Fringe shows, for the low low price of your $3 Fringe button. Squee!
What if, at least in the short term, living in a highly diverse city or town led residents to distrust pretty much everybody, even people who looked like them?
My girl has yet to earn herself a nickname. That’s okay, though.
Today marks 12 weeks for us. 12 awesome weeks.
It’s kinda like babies. When do you stop counting their age in weeks and go to months? When do you stop counting their age in months and just say that the kid is two?
Lots of thoughts. I’ll go right to the important part.
The thought that keeps tumbling in my head is that while I thought I knew what happiness was before (albeit briefly), I was totally wrong. Completely wrong. Dead wrong.
Well, not exactly.
I was happy, in a small, limited way. In a very particular set of circumstances, under very specific conditions, I was happy. If that makes any sense.
This? This is totally different. This is happiness that transcends… I don’t even know what. It’s just on a totally different level. I’m not happy only when XYZ is happening. I’m not happy most of the time, until ABC happens. I’m just happy. There is no anxiety whatsoever attached to this happiness. This happiness is not conditional.
I don’t know how else to describe it.
And it’s all so damn easy.
The economic benefits of gay marriage in New York
Looks like the money has pretty much panned out the way people expected it to. I don’t know about the quantities, but certainly the sources.
100 Words Every High School Graduate Should Know
There were a few words I’d never even seen before and a lot that I only have a vague sense of their meaning.