On sunny days in the Empire newsroom we often open the doors to let in a cool breeze — but this afternoon we got a little more than fresh air — we got a live bird.
We often have crows perched along the railings of the two balconies with access to the newsroom. To my knowledge, today was the first day one of the birds decided he was too good for the balcony and ventured indoors.
Mod Carousel founder The Luminous Pariah, aka Seneca Harper, has returned to Juneau once again with his troupe of "boylesque" performers to entertain and enchant his favorite audience — his hometown.
Weekend one of Mod Carousel was a "Best of" blend from performances past, including an homage to Alaska living that features a couple stuffed salmon with a surprise in their bellies. It's vastly preferable to find a pair of sequined heels in our sealife than the typical bits of discarded plastic.
#YesAllWomen is a hashtag that started trending following the Isla Vista shooting, but it's not just about the shooting, or shootings in general, or those women — it's about the experiences of all women, regardless of age, race, class, location or any other factors. Yes, all women experience misogyny.
A lot has happened in the last few months, from that fateful email congratulating me on being a nominee for a GLAAD Media Award — What? How? OMG! — to returning to Juneau Monday evening with a 10-lb. award that will also grace the mantels of the likes of Jennifer Lopez and Laverne Cox, among many others.
I had woken up from a nightmare, earlier than normal for me, when I received an email that I was nominated for a GLAAD Media Award. Instead of going back to sleep, I obsessively read everything possible about the awards and nominees and grew increasingly excited. There was certainly a period of disbelief — how on earth did GLAAD even come across a series in the Juneau Empire?
Those are the sounds made by my unwelcome newest housemate.
Beau, the dog, was certain of his presence before I would admit we had a mouse in the house — I'm still convinced he's a lone mouse — but I couldn't deny it any longer when I stared the mouse in his tiny, furry, adorable face in the living room. Beau seems intent on conquering the mouse himself, so I called for him. He doesn't listen well. The mouse took the cue better than my faithful guard dog and scurried back to a hiding place.