i have a major crush on somebody right now. no matter how much i try to ignore it or to rationalize it away, the damned thing is persistent. and distracting. *scowl* this has happened to me throughout my life more often than i wish to recall. i thought i’d moved past this juvenile pining-from-afar madness, but clearly…

anyhoo, in my old age, i’ve come to analyze lots of things about myself because, well, i need to understand myself. fortunately, i’ve also decided to really pursue my interest in astrology & that’s been immensely helpful.

so tonight, @zodiacfacts decided to share some tweets on flirtation styles. (note: i’m not exactly the biggest fan of this account, but for some reason, i can’t turn away, lol. sometimes her stuff is spot on, other times i’m like, whatchusmokin’?) i RTed the ones that struck me & went on this rant… (i dunno how to embed in wp.com, so here’s the original: http://chirpstory.com/li/4412)

in case you have no clue what i’m talking about with mercury & venus see below. please note: i am *not* an astrologer (yet) & i may very well have some (or a lot) of this all mixed up (for example, i’m still sorting out this venus vs. moon vs. sun man/woman difference thing). i shall return with corrections, if need be. also, should i manage to find time for another reading with sam, then i’ll see if i was correct, lol!

my field consultant (fc) just asked me to consider dropping out of my #phd program b/c of this morning’s date mixup fiasco. apparently i offended the secretary of the organization by being upset about having the wrong date. and this, plus the health issues i had last year (which are no longer a problem) is apparently enough for fc to tell me that i may not be able to handle the program.

hedgehog side eye

fc may not remember telling me this, but she admitted early on to being a hater of this program. and now that i’m processing our conversation, i’m offended! granted, i recognize that this woman (the secretary) had never seen me before & was unfamiliar with my dramatics. and yes, i’m under a ridiculous amount of stress, but you want me to drop out of my program (that you personally dislike) because your secretary was upset with my self-directed frustration? ma’am, i built this stadium of seats for you:

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i’m rather familiar with docile people being thrown off by my “extra” and i usually work to maintain a more docile presence. but we all have our off days. especially those days that are preceded by a mere 3 hours of sleep. so i’m not even mad at the secretary & she’s got an apology waiting for her when she arrives in the morning. but my field consultant? it’s not lost on me that she suggested i drop the phd program not the master’s program. let’s just say i’ll be spending the week mulling over what my next conversation with her is gonna entail.

*EPIC SIGH*

So a few months ago, I wrote about a pregnant young lady at my field placement who was helping me with a project. Well now, she’s a #newmom & trying to get life going with her new family. Her twins? ADORABLE!!!  Seeing her with the two of them? *ovary dance* I can’t share all the details because of confidentiality, but here are the critical issues…

Newmom was in college before the babies were born. She’s taking the semester off to get settled. The place where she’s staying right now has a cat, but I’m allergic, so I can’t do home visits. We’ve got to be able to get out of the house to do our work and just so the babies get to experience the open air! Unfortunately, she doesn’t have a stroller & the program where I intern can only cover $75. We tried the donation route, but ended up with something so rusted the removable front wheel won’t come off! (-_______-)

I did some digging on Craig’s List & found a couple of prospective strollers, but then I got to realizing I didn’t really know what I was looking for. And then I remembered what the intern group leader said: be careful of getting used strollers & cribs; safety standards change and you don’t know how well people took care of things! Since newmom has enough going on already, I wanted to buy something that I could be sure would last her for the next several years. She’s gonna be on public transit, schlepping about the city to various mandatory appointments, etc. A used stroller #mightdontmakeit through such heavy usage over the long haul.

So here’s the deal:

Newmom needs a stroller that:

• Will accept two Safety 1st brand car seats
• Is a front-to-back tandem (rather than side-by-side), so she can maneuver the bus/train more easily
• Is as lightweight as we can reasonably get (but listen, those $600 strollers? O_o I mean… if you really wanna buy her one, go ahead! ^_^)

For the moment, We’re looking at these (but if you know of something else please let me know!):

(We’re most likely gonna go find these in-store somewhere, but if not, Amazon is the spot!)

Thanks to The Mommy Cycle for sharing the heads up about Babies “R” Us’ big trade-in happening for the next week! (By the way, please click the link, watch Alexa’s video & support her project. I think she’s got a great idea that would be very helpful for a lot of parents AND the environment!) Sadly, B”R”U doesn’t have any strollers that will accept the car seats we have, but I think we may take in the rustbucket and get one of these covers for $13 with the special:

Since I’m trying to protect my safety from #stalkerex, I’m not gonna publicize the agency’s donation link or my internship email outright. I do want newmom to get her stroller ASAPtually, so please email me if you’re able to help & I’ll send you the link to the agency’s donation page privately. All contributions are tax-deductible.

Thanks for reading & much advanced appreciation for your help!

1. I split my blog. Although this site (TIM:AM) will link to my other blog (for the time being), I’m keeping all the originals of my personal posts here. My other blog is (theoretically) going to (finally) focus on my academic journey. This is an experiment; we’ll see how it goes (I feel like another caveat should go here, but I don’t have anything specific to add).
   • This is not only where I’ll post my personal ramblings, but it’s also where my funtimes will go. So look here for concert pics, ratchet (and not-so-ratchet) tumblr posts, and other fun, non-school/work things. ^_^
2. >Insert disappointing academic things that should be posted to my other blog at some point.<
3. I picked up my first client for my consulting business! It’s pro bono (perks of getting in first), but I’m really excited for what’s coming down the pike with this project. What’s that? You’re wondering what I mean by “consulting business”? What kinda consulting & when did this start? Gitchu some & find out! ~>
4. I got hit by a truck. While on my bike. Despite being all the way to the right & having *sings* all of the lights. I’m doing alright, which is more than I can say for the bastard who hit me, slowed down, then drove off. I imagine s/he has been living a tortured life. Also, a witness got the plate number. *resists urge to post owner’s name & address*
   • As I said, I was being totally safe. I rode all the way to the right, had on my flashing safety lights, AND was wearing my bright orange backpack & reflecto-white helmet.
   • As “they” say happens with most accidents, I was almost home (I’d tell you where that is, but I’m smarter than that). I’ve taken this route at least once a week, if not twice, for MONTHS and haven’t had any problems. On Weds, Feb 1st, 2012 at 7:30pm, the driver of a black Chevy Tahoe apparently felt the need to take out his/her anguish over Don Cornelius’ death out on me. (I have to make up funny stories to keep from crying.)
   • It took me about 2 seconds to realize the loud BANG I’d just heard was the sound *I* made upon impact with the truck. >insert hysterical screaming & crying<. How I managed to dismount my bike, I’m still not entirely clear. I know I didn’t get thrown off, but I also didn’t intentionally/formally dismount, either.
   • I *do* remember seeing an SUV’s brake lights, then wailing in further horror as it sped away.
   • Thankfully, the deities of the universe saw fit for me not to lose consciousness or anything of that nature, so after a few minutes of wailing for all of Chicago to hear, I managed to call home. *wonders if mama j still has the hysterical voicemail from that night* It went something like: ”MO-OMMYYYY! AHGAHHITBAHATRUCKANAHCAYNFEELMAHARRUM!!! way… *snorts, looks up* dihsumbaheecawluhpohleese??? (yes, baby we cal-) MO-MMYYY!!!”  I texted her & my buddy with the good arm & by that time the fire department had arrived.
   • #shoutout to the anonymous witness who took down that plate number & to the numerous people who informed me that the “tan truck” i saw was actually a black Tahoe. Listen, I was hysterical, full of tears, & the street lights are orange.
   • The firemen did some prelim triage: felt up my arm (it was back to hurting by that point), put me in a lil sling, & had me try to squeeze somebody’s fingers. Then the ambulance arrived.
   • I was still kinda disoriented when the cops asked me what I wanted to do with my bike. I was like, “But I have groceries on there…” >LAWD… don’t let the food go bad!< After walking around in a few person-to-person semi-circles, I decided to let the officers take off the front wheel & bring it to the hospital via squad car. Of course, I started to follow them to the squad car, instead of getting in the ambulance. LOL at everybody for just standing there watching me. I didn’t hear any laughter, but…
   • Anyhoo, the ER was packed AF (of course), but I managed to get some vicadin while I awaited triage. The officers met me there to start the police report (which apparently really wasn’t a report since there were no official witnesses, but anyhoo).
     • LOL @ me for offering up my right ass-pocket when the officers asked me for ID. What can I say? The one arm was busted & the nurse was putting hospital tags on the other. “Well, it’s in my back pocket, but I don’t mind being felt up if y’all don’t mind doin’ the feelin’ up… *grin*” (I didn’t feel high, but…)
   • #shoutout to @WarrenSkipper for a) leaving his small group to meet me at the hospital, b) driving my bike home, c) schlepping it up the stairs since I forgot to give him the gate/storage room key, d) putting away my cheese, yogurt, & bread, e) staying at the hospital with me until 3:00 A.M. (I got there at 8pm), & f) driving me to the 24-hr pharmacy so I could get some more vicadin before taking me home.
   • Apparently Officer J was impressed by my ass ‘cuz, although neither he nor his partner took me up on my offer to cop a feel, he called me the next day to see how i was doing & to ask me out to lunch. ^_^
     
5. The next day, I went for my hysterosalpingogram. The radiology tech who assisted the doctor was shocked I came after the accident, but I was like, “Listen, it’s best we do this while I’m on the vicadin, no?” She agreed.
   • In case you didn’t know, cysts had tried to overtake my ovaries & fallopian tube. Read the saga here & then the great news here. Turns out, my left fallopian tube *is* completely destroyed (stay tuned for photos), but I don’t need surgery unless it starts causing me pain or I decide to do in-vitro fertilization (yeah, right). YAY! \O/

So, a bit of drama, but I (finally) got a new pair of hospital footies! (You know, the ones with the traction on them.) Yes, that is SUCH a big deal to me; I LOVE those things, lol! Also, although I don’t particularly care about the status of my fertility, neither doc thinks my plumbing is completely hopeless, so that’s good for feminine health reasons. Plus, I still stand by my desire to *choose* whether or not to birth children, rather than having no chance of it ever happening.

Anyhoo, as I stated a couple weeks ago, my stance on religion is pretty multi-faith at this point in my life. (My handsome pastor friend is convinced I’ll be back, but we’ll see. I by no means think this evolution is complete, but church is just so… church.) Nevertheless, for whatever reason, I’ve been singing this song almost daily for a few weeks. Since I survived being mowed down by a truck, I figured I’d do something gutsy:

So yeah… I sound like a goat when I’m nervous. #NoTreySongz And yeah, that’s a bootleg-ass non-splice at the end. I didn’t like how I ended it the first time, but I felt like I would hurl if I tried to re-record the whole thing. The bootleg-ass non-splice is much less disgusting, I think. At any rate, I’ve been saying I would post footage of me singing for at least a year now. It’s by no means perfect (hell, it isn’t even that great), but I suffer from perfectionism and, as Detavio recently said, it was time for me to “Aim for Done.” One day, I’ll grow a pair & get better at this being in front of people instead of hiding in the choir stuff. Of course, if you think I shouldn’t, feel free to provide your constructive criticism. I will cry, but I’ll bounce back & be sooo glad you told me! )

[Insert long story about how I was in training with my pastor in Philly, then moved to Atlanta. Although we were supposed to continue by correspondence, said pastor fell off the face of the planet. Turns out he suddenly left our old church (of which I was a founding board member) to pastor another church, have an extra-marital affair, & father that woman's twins.]

Yeah… needless to say my ministry training didn’t go so well. Although I did try to work on OTB while I was down there, I had a lot of other things that I was worried about. Like not being able to get a job b/c I didn’t have a car. Anyhoo, I moved to DC, joined a new church & moved on with life, working on OTB on the side. A year later, I felt out of place in my new church & discovered that nobody really cared about me beyond a superficial level, so I left. Found a new church about six months later, stayed there for about a year, but really made some headway on OTB through our small group activities. About that time, however, I started to realize something: this church thing? It’s really not for me.

I struggled immensely with that, given the intensity of my religious history (there’s sooooo much more backstory that I’m leaving out). But I also started to look at the mission of OTB a little differently. I didn’t want to abandon the spiritual aspect, but over theprevious couple of years, I had started feeling nervous about the Jesus-y aspect of the organization. I designed the initial plan as a holy roller and Jesus was everything about everything. But I grew up a lot from the ages of 24 to 28, including a morphing of my relationship to and with God.

At any rate, I entered my first round of grad school in Autumn 2009 with the full intention of launching OTB after graduation. My program was designed to create leaders of social service organizations and it was easy enough to walk away with a complete business plan, as well as a degree. Perfect! But over the course of my program, I got the opportunity to participate in some great training that led to the a changing of the vision. In keeping with the tenets of mental health recovery AND my own motivations, I still wanted to include a spiritual aspect of my work, but not make that the underpinning of the organization. By this time, I’d determined that spiritual wholeness looked different for every being on the planet and I’d developed a sense of responsibility to honor that.

That said, I’ve been thinking about this religion thing a lot more recently; just over a year ago, I told Rosetta Thurman:

i’m not 100% sure where i stand at the moment, but your experience & reasoning ring very strongly for me. i used to be what i call a “superchristian”, even despite majoring in religious studies & seeing all the conflicting info, etc. over the past year or two, though; i haven’t been able to resolve my internal conflict over everything that the church seems to stand for these days. i know there are good churches out there & christians who are awesome, but i don’t even believe that the bible as we know it is even accurate after so many years of manipulation & translation. overall, yahweh asks us to love: the god-spirit, ourselves, & each other. that’s how i operate, too.

In essence, what I now believe is that the Creator’s energy offers itself to us in a variety of ways, thus meeting us in themanner, place, and time that we need. This manifestation could take any form or method, depending on our needs at any specific time or place (see also: Balaam’s donkey). I came to this conclusion right ’round the end of 2011 & am feeling really at home in my belief. Why should we limit God(dess) to [insert exclusionary tenets of any religion]?

I need to do some more digging, but based on what I heard/read a few years back and just read today, I think my line of belief iss a lot like what Bishop Carlton Pearson has come to understand (although I’m loathe to align myself with a man who not only has a personal website about himself but also managed to have his church’s website be more about him than about the actual church. I’ll let you find it…)

So anyway, I apparently needed to get that off my chest instead of working on my piece for the group project or eating. smh…

*sn: I gotta say, though, it does all remind me of what I learned about Hinduism: there’s Brahman, who is the end-all-be-all. Brahman manifests in various forms, most notably (to me), as Visnu. Some people worship Visnu, others worship one of his 10 avatara, based on whichever speaks to them (there’s a lot of family tradition & the like, but roll with me. Yes, after I took that eastern religion class in college, I seriously considered converting to Hinduism. That was probably the start of my spiritual ponderings, but I felt too guilty to explore it any further.

Happy New Year, Gang!

I have lots to write about right now, but other things are taking precedence. Also, I’m updating the blog bit-by-bit as I take inventory of what I discuss here. Here’s the skinny on what’s new (or about to be new):

• I finally posted my “Hire Me” page. I am terrible at self-promotion (I know, I know…). Please check out what my company, 3 Degree Union, has to offer.
• In the spirit of being helpful, I posted a “Helpful Resources” page that highlights a few things I’m using along this academic journey.
• Radical Social Work in Action is my newest tumblog. It highlights ways that people are awesome toward each other. As soon as I get another few minutes, I’ll have it auto-populate into this blog.
• Recreation & Diversion is a tumblog where I get away from academia & the things that impact my journey. In other words, there will be some ratchetness, but there will also be concert recaps, inspirational quotes, pictures of gorgeous folks, and things of that nature.
• I’ve updated the Navigation Guide to point out what’s happening, so feel free to check that out, too!

And because I know myself, I’ll go ahead & share the good news now:

I am still battling the whole “my doctor refuses to listen to me” drama, so I hope to join the folks at SpeakerLink.org so that I can share my story and fight for better patient treatment. But yeah, there likely won’t be much of that until after coursework is over.

toodles!

THIS is why we need to stop being afraid of addressing folks when they say dumb/offensive/inconsiderate stuff. But we have to a) meet people where they are & b) come from a place of love. Even if love starts out as, “what the fuck, man?” (Gotta love that about hip hop… FYI: Black Sheep is a legendary hip hop group. You will likely recognize their song, “The Choice is Yours” from that car commercial with the little rodents in it.)

Man, 2011 has been… a lot. I know the year isn’t quite over yet (and far be it from me to rob anyone of these last 9 days), but I feel it’s now appropriate to pull together a recap of my year. You know me & my love for bullet points, so here goes:

• January: headed into the last few weeks of my 2-year unemployment stint. Fortunately, I kept busy with my first round of grad school, the last semester of which started here, too. I also rang in the New Year with my BFF & friends in Chicago: I also got to present at SoJuCa2, announcing my shift to VisionSpeaks, Inc. Biggest accomplishments: making headway on my #31dayreset & starting work on my side hustle.
• February: Grad school drama continued. I took in a young person who needed a place to stay. Got accepted to my first choice PhD program. Biggest accomplishments: helping a someone in need, getting accepted into school, & completing the design for the DC Homeless Youth Study.
• March: pretty uneventful month, as I recall. Wait, that’s a lie! We held the DC Homeless Youth Study & I decided to revamp the blog (which I apparently never finished doing). However, most of my energy went toward sustaining my grad school struggle & preparing for the next round of schooling. Also: Stef Renee’s Mouth Music was released! Biggest accomplishment: conducting the homeless youth count.
• April: the last month of grad school drama (praise jeebus!). I shared my story of domestic violence, and finally put words to my spiritual orientation. I did finally get to see N’dambi & friends in concert AND, I got to meet Alice Walker! 
  Plus, I got to hang out with Brandon Frame & friends for a forum held by his organization, The Black Man Can. Then there was Spring Soul, Vol. 1, with Snughie Stocks, Eva Kennedy, & Choklate. Biggest accomplishments: Coming to an understanding about my relationship to the Spirit & getting my braces off.
• May: GRADUATION TIME!!! Gil Scott-Heron’s passing really struck a chord with my spirit. I also got to write a book review for Patrick D. Shaffer, whom I FINALLY got to meet at his book signing! AND I got to see Phonte’s tongue The Foreign Exchange in concert. Biggest accomplishments: graduating. Word. To yo mutha. And coming out.

• June: WONDERTWIN30TH!!! Yes, I *did* wear a tiara all day. I also got in some great musical experiences, went to odunde, finally met my homegirl’s daughter, AND we published the quickfacts about DC’s homeless youth. In addition, the young man that I took into my home during the winter got accepted to a great training program. Biggest accomplishment: getting in all the awesomeness that I managed to get in! Check out the photo album.
• July: I spent most of this month conducting research for the DC youth count & packing my apartment for the move to Chicago. I did manage to decide to work on redesigning my life so I can stop giving myself away for free & work on my side hustle while I’m in school (this is still a work in progress). I also got my finished jacket from Regina. And just before moving, I attended the National Conference on Ending Homelessness via scholarship (how sad/scary is it that I haven’t followed up with my connections from there?!). Biggest accomplishment: actually leaving DC on time & planking my move.
• August: Finally got to the Chi! Moving in was a hot ass mess, but it all worked out in the end. (#shoutout to Chris & Warren for helping me & Mama J at the last minute!) It was a rough month for SO many reasons (*shakes fists at Mercury*), but reading The New Jim Crow helped me shift my focus away from my own personal dramas. Biggest accomplishment: getting unpacked!
• September: The roughness continued a bit as I got ready for school. I was totally not enthralled, but I’d had a great chart reading with my Twentor, Sam Reynolds, so I was expecting a little roughness. In the midst of it all, I decided to stop worrying about the future and focus on what I can handle. I also wrote a heartfelt post to someone who shared something disturbing on Twitter. Biggest accomplishment: starting my PhD studies.
• October: Man… I think this month was mostly a blur, but I do remember coming back to the Pomodoro Method, and realizing social work isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Also, sorting out my confusion on the Occupy Movement as it really began to take off. Biggest accomplishment: surviving the month, LOL!
• November: I really began to question myself during this month. It seemed I had given up SO much to pursue this PhD and I wasn’t even sure it was worth it. It didn’t help that my master’s level work with one particular client was really pulling at my direct service heart strings. I really considered dropping out of the doctoral program and just getting my clinical degree, ESPECIALLY after I discovered my lady parts are under attack. Biggest accomplishments: managing to keep up with my work despite multiple visits to various doctors & helping a young mother-to-be with her fears of motherhood.
• December: I gotta say, I almost didn’t make it through that last week of school. Thank god(dess) for self-revelations! Also, the DC Homeless Youth Study was FINALLY released! Sadly, my name was *not* “all over this report” as I was promised. Fortunately, I had a feeling this would happen, so I kept receipts of my work (Is this #shade? While I wouldn’t argue against that, per se, it *is* based in truth). Also, I was given the opportunity to reflect on my experience on the organization’s blog. Biggest accomplishments: doing a soft launch of 3 Degree Union & my first quarter grades: 

So yeah, that was my year, in a nutshell. I can’t wrap up this post without giving a shout to my former partner. We didn’t work out, but I definitely grew from the experience. Including learning to take a stand against being someone’s placeholder.

UPDATE: Something to add to December: this epic discussion with Dres from Black Sheep. Growth never stops, y’all!

How was your year?

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!!!!!

I helped write this! 

GET IT HERE ~> DC Youth Homelessness Report

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

December 5, 2011

Contact: Katherine Morrison

Tel. 202.587.0616

Email: katherine@dc-aya.org

DC ALLIANCE OF YOUTH ADVOCATES RELEASE YOUTH HOMELESSNESS STUDY

WASHINGTON, D.C.- The DC Alliance of Youth Advocates (DCAYA), a coalition of more than 120 youth serving organizations, today released the first study on youth homelessness in theDC. The study, From the Streets to Stability: A study of youth homelessness in the District of Columbia, was completed over the course of two weeks in mid-March by DCAYA Senior Policy Analyst Maggie Riden and a team of volunteers.

“The DCAYA report on youth homelessness is a comprehensive analysis of the first-ever survey or homeless youth in the District, allowing policymakers and providers to better understand this population and their needs for services and supports. It is a must-read for all those who want to see D.C. youth achieve more stable and productive lives,” DCAYA Interim Executive Director Katherine Morrison said.

“The conclusions drawn from the report reaffirm the need for increased, as well as better coordinated, services for this group of youth,” Riden said. “Investing in front-end services that provide shelter, stability and wrap-around supports to this vulnerable population at the first instance of homelessness is a necessary and worthwhile investment that will have a lasting impact on the issue of homelessness in the District.”

DCAYA drew from a variety of existing definitions of “homeless youth” developed by the National Network for Youth, the Minnesota Point in Time Count and the Baltimore Youth Point in Time Survey. Homeless youth for the purposes  From the Streets to Stability  were defined as “Children and youth through age 17 who are living apart from their parents or guardians and young adults between 18-24 who are economically or emotionally detached from their families and lack an adequate or fixed residence. This includes: children and youth who are unstably housed, living in doubled up circumstances, in transitional housing programs, emergency shelters, or on the street.”

During the two week duration, DCAYA surveyed 490 unaccompanied youth between the ages of 12 and 24. Three hundred and thirty classified as homeless on the night they were surveyed. Of the remaining young people, 160 did not fit the definition of homelessness DCAYA established, however 50 of those young people had been without a place to stay at some point during the two weeks prior to the survey.

“This is a population with a lot of opportunity,” Riden said. “With the right supports we can change the trajectory of these youth and utilize a cross-systems approach.”

Maggie Riden

Senior Policy Analyst

DC Alliance of Youth Advocates

1012 14th Street, NW, Suite 610

Washington, D.C. 20005

P: 202.587.0616 Ext:36

today i’m reading an article on the “proper” use of youth voice in educational settings. rodriguez & brown argue that the very marginalized youth who are supposed to learn to effect systemic change by speaking up are silenced by the researchers who are supposed to be helping them develop and utilize their voices.

i’m not surprised, but i’m also a cynic. today, as with the previous times when i’ve wanted to post quotes from almost every paragraph of an article i’ve been reading, i keep thinking about how MORE people need to be reading the stuff i’m reading. and a common frustration in my social work history class was that practitioners don’t even have access to the research that impacts their work. why don’t they have this access? well, the journals that publish the research are restricted to those with academic affiliations and/or hundreds of dollars to spend $25-$50 per article. we need to change this.

sure, there are think tanks who publish briefs on the current research, etc., but it’s not like they’re going into the field & doing affordable workshops on deciphering research. traditionally, the only way to get at their work is to try to sift through tons o’ stuff on their website or shell out $500 for a conference. hmmm…

you know *my* idea is to just download & post up as many articles as possible on tumblr or something. but i don’t have money to pay for copyright violations. i consider myself a radical social worker & all, but i figure i can do more of the work i want to do on this side of jail than on the inside. i’m picking my battles on this one for the time being, but ideas are brewing…

also, i started a new tumblr today. check it out & submit your examples of radical social action.