Happy birthday to cissa and yakavenger!
State of the 'Song
Exhausted and sore and mildly spacey.
Walk for Change!
Went great! <3 Team Venture was me, yendi, feste_sylvain, miss_lisa_ma, kythryne and Amy, fiddle_dragon, archangelwells and M., and not-walking-on-doctor's-orders-but-there-t
It's impossible to overestimate how connected I feel to everyone at the Walk, more so with every year... because every year I train more volunteers, so every year I know at least 50 more people. *laugh* And that's not counting staff, and people from NOMAS Boston and New Wave: Young Boston Feminists and Socializing for Justice and all of the other community organizations. The Walk is now perhaps equal to Arisia in terms of me knowing everyone. archangelwells commented that she wasn't surprised that everyone knew me - what surprised her was that I knew everybody right back!
My answer to that is usually flip; my husband is faceblind and feste_sylvain has trouble connecting faces to names, so It's my job to keep track of everyone and present them with "You know X; you've met him at events A, B, and C, and he gave that speech on D." But in reality, it's more than that. As much as crowds can make me twitchy, and certain types of people *koffTeaPartykoff* make me twitchy, I like people and appreciate people. People are made of stories - and in this aspect of my life in particular, people share deeply important parts of their stories with me.
How could I not remember? That just strikes me as a terrible dishonor to do them.
In the case of the volunteers I've had a hand in training, I'm their first point of contact at BARCC. I go over their applications meticulously. I run their information/interview session, and I'm one of two people who makes the final call on accepting them. I'm there every morning of their training. I give them their graduation certificates. I am so proud of them, and I remember every one.
This does make it hard to make it through a crowd. :)
* When you hear that I have died, think of this.
* The Periodic Table of Storytelling.
* The march toward gender-specific clothes was neither linear nor rapid. Pink and blue arrived, along with other pastels, as colors for babies in the mid-19th century, yet the two colors were not promoted as gender signifiers until just before World War I...
* Hardcore history.
* Yes I said yes I will yes.
* Astronomers may have witnessed a star torn apart by a black hole.
Writing, work from 1-5, then Peer Supe. If I am not too worn out, which I may well be.