I’m vaguely recalling a paper I wrote in my junior year of high school called something like “Ambiguity in a Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court: Twain’s Mental Dichotomy”. I wish I had a copy of it so I could peer into adolescent me and see what writing indulgences I still carry to this day. For one, long titles with colons.
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Howdy. I’m Ryan Boren (he/they) with Stimpunks Foundation, a nonprofit by and for neurodivergent, disabled, and queer people. I’m a retired tech worker turned wannabe sociologist. CV: I helped start WordPress.org, WordPress.com, WordCamp.org, and Automattic.com, among the first fully distributed organizations. About: queer, vegetarian, autistic, bipolar, hyperlexic, power wheelchair user, neuromuscular disease Location: Dripping Springs, Texas, USA, named after the springs at the Milk House Branch of the Edwards Aquifer, a gathering place for the Tonkawa people, who were here before us. We’re a little west of Austin in Texas Hill Country. Current SpIns: pens and paper, everyday carry/coping, punk rock, queercore, Ezra Furman, The Linda Lindas, food anime, Thai fisherman pants, Tokyo street fashion, solarpunk, solar energy, heat pumps, electrification, library economies, third places, epistemic injustice, scrollytelling View all posts by Ryan Boren
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