June 2, 2008
I showed up at the National Conference on Media Reform to register and get my material. I had registered as a blogger, and when they gave me my name badge, it carried a little purple ribbon printed in gold letters with the magic word “PRESS.”
I honestly had a physical reaction when I saw it. I felt a thrill run up my spine, and I suddenly got a little shaky and weak in the knees.
For 20 years I wore badges like that. It’s fun to wear one again. I’m sitting on a terazzo floor in the lobby — literally sitting on my ass, back against the wall and laptop on my knees, typing away as people walk by me.
God, it’s great.