This past week brought publication of one of each of my three apparent, unexpected specialties: Sports, Guns, and Witchcraft.
From Friday 4/22: “Eskimo Love” and Basketball: Two Native Alaskans Make the Long Trek to a Warriors Game (VICE Sports)

It was a joy getting to know Ernestine and Shannon Andrew, who I met in line to see my first NBA game, and hers. They took four planes to get to Oakland for the game.
From Thursday 4/21: I Got a Concealed Carry Permit I Can’t Even Use (VICE)

I went to a gun show at the Cow Palace, where you can take a class and get a concealed gun permit issued by the state of Utah, which grants you no rights in California. Why does such a thing happen? I found out.
From Saturday 4/16: Honoring the Dark Goddess in an Airport Conference Hotel (Broadly)

Another dispatch from Pantheacon, in which I interview three witches steeped in ritual practices about what it’s like to create deep magic in the chaotic milieu of a huge convention in a corporate environment.