Forget night swimming REM, night running has always been my favorite nocturnal sport. There’s just something about running through an unlit night, the inky blackness completely obliterating my body until I feel incorporeal. Dispossessed. Airborne. In the sense of flying, yes, but also that I feel born of air. I’m elegant in ways that I …
#safetytipsforladies: just dora the explorer your attacker. “rapist! no raping!” works every time. — Lucille Baller (@davalyns) March 27, 2013 This is even funnier if you have seen Dora the Explorer (Exploradora!) like I have. Every day. For a year. Send this to every girl you want to stay alive. The letter’s wording was ominous and …
If you haven’t seen this yet, it’s pretty awesome. Eyes! EYES! Nose! NOSE! Ears! EARS! The roar of teenage girls filled the small room at my church last night as we ended our seminar on self-defense. I wish I could say that their roar was defiant, strong, a unified cacophony of empowered (pre) women. …
