🔖 Not their first rodeo: How Black riders are reclaiming their place in cowboy culture
This is so cool and the pictures are phenomenal.
Me: I was so psyched about the topic and methods of my dissertation when I defended my proposal in February 2020, but I find it hard to get psyched about that stuff right now. What happened? A personal failing, probably.
Also me: A pandemic and your mom got leukemia.
Me: Oh yeah.
I’m RSVPing to IndieWeb Create Day on March 5, 2022. This might show up as a yes but it’s actually a maybe.
Me to W: I need to go be in the dark and quiet for a little while now because I’m overstimulated. There were so many people outside when M was playing.
Narrator: There were 4 people outside.
I am thisclose to posting a vibe shift reading list.
I have too many chronic conditions and I don’t like it.
🔖 Read The Millions of People Stuck in Pandemic Limbo
…people are still dying, and immunocompromised people disproportionately so. Ignoring that sends an implicit message: Your lives don’t matter.
The middle-school-Kimberly-to-grown-up-Kimberly pipeline
I’ve been reading the Future Ready with the Library posts at the YALSA blog and it’s got me thinking about the skills I was building in middle school and how they have persisted and how I’ve leveraged them throughout my career.
In middle school, I spent my out-of-school time practicing theater, reading books, and coding in BASIC. I volunteered one summer at the library. (My memory of this is that somebody at school decided I needed more to occupy me and sent me to the counselor and when she asked my interests, “reading” was the only one she could figure out how to match with a volunteer opportunity.)
In my career, I’ve been an educator and public speaker (both use my theater training), a librarian, and a web editor (HTML is pretty easy if you’ve got a handle on BASIC). I use knowledge and skills from all of these domains as a researcher, too.
It’s fun and cool to think about the connections between that me and this me.
I just heard my neck crack. I am really over everything. Everything except crafting and my job. And loving my kid. I guess I’m over stuff that I’m not doing impacting me, really.
Today’s vibe: driving home from my fasting bloodwork appointment listening to “Surface Pressure” on repeat-1 while basically inhaling a Panera cinnamon roll.
