Today we made spinner art. The spinner was a salad bowl attached to a drill. The paper would be taped to the sides of the bowl, and we'd drizzle paint or paint right on the paper or both, and lovely designs would form. We kept doing this, and everyone was a mess. The paint has dried on my shoes now. It helped me continue the feeling from that Patricia Hill Collins lecture, which was great, and the food was excellent.

In other news, if you want to listen to hate music, download it, don't buy from those crudy people. I don't get why people would want to be white supremacists, but they don't have to be dicks about it. But I guess it's kind of part of the rules or whatever.