There’s always more room in this pet-friendly community (an evolving list in no particular order):
The Drive-By Truckers, the only band composed of people I don’t know but with unconditional permission to speak on my behalf.
Grad school friend and current Wisconsin professor, Jim Brown.
Grad school friend, digital humanist, and disc golf partner in crime, Will Burdette.
The Humanities And Technology Camp (THATCamp)
The University of Texas at Austin’s Digital Writing and Research Lab.
People who bike too far for good causes.
My local Trout Unlimited Chapter, the Tuckaseigee Chapter.
Their parent organization, Trout Unlimited.
Possum Ego and Rhetoric and Publics.
My terrible, terrible Pirates and their fans.
And these pirates.
ECIT.
The Rhetoric Society of America, and all those who help them do what they do.
“I decline to accept the end of man. It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last dingdong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking. I refuse to accept this. I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.”
-Billy Faulkner, upon his acceptance of the Nobel Prize
