Around Casa 1uffakind, we love media. Noises, rhythms, things that move, things that go bump in the neon night.

But this stuff that moves and talks does not exist in a vacuum...video cards to friends, online streams that will only be seen by one person...ever. Hi Mom.

...all of this media stuff we make still says one root thing: Can you hear me? Talk to me.

For me, this means volunteering at KUNM, PUBLIC RADIO (yes!). This means silly videos. This means arranging air molecules in your living room in a certain pattern that will make your eardrums vibrate JUST SO. Things that move and talk and say hello. HELLO.

These are my letters to the world, to my community, to those who only call me up during the Coffee Express. I love using this great media spectrum we have created to say hi in 1,000,000 ways. Hey, Nana? Are ya listening?