Things I’m Verbing: Restorative justice, body blows and one globe-trotting chicken

The news waits for no one. I was so overwhelmed and buzzing with possibilities from an amazing four days at THREAD, the storytelling conference/workshop at Yale (that’s me up top experiencing VR for the first time!), that I was trying to find exactly the right in to discuss it here. Then one asshole committed anContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Restorative justice, body blows and one globe-trotting chicken”

Things I’m Verbing: FOIAs on hold, fascism on the radio and fangirling the Rockford Peaches

Over the weekend, I fulfilled maybe my dearest movie-related wish: getting to see A League of Their Own on a big screen, in a room full of other people, mostly women, for whom it was also an immensely formative experience as a young kid. I was 7 when it came out, and I think only I sawContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: FOIAs on hold, fascism on the radio and fangirling the Rockford Peaches”