Thank you, Universe.

So I’m driving a lot these days, hopping from one community seed library to another, helping them use the WP-SeedBank software I wrote. (I’ve visited three, in three different US States, in the past week!) This means I have a car. This means I have to pay for (cheap) car insurance. And gas. And this …

The grimy doors surprise me. Behind me are the bright lights of a few bars, their ostentatious fluorescent signage sparkling against the black of night. The sidewalks are spotless, the grass (unfortunately) mowed, and the lampposts pristine. But these doors are scratched to the point I can’t see through their glass windows clearly. I hear …

Activism can be as simple as remarking on the unremarkable

“May I join you here?” I asked the group of three people on the second floor of a university coffee shop, by way of starting a conversation. “We’re all doing a Masters’ of Business,” one of the two men said. “What are you studying?” asked the other, who was wearing a red button-down shirt. “I’m …

“I like your pen,” the sweet employee behind the counter at the travel shop said, gesturing to the pen tucked behind my ear. I smiled. “Thanks. Just a pen, but I use it often.” “I know,” they said. “I figured it wasn’t magic or nuthin’,” they said with a smile of explanation. That got me …