Hey. My name is Abney Amber Anderson….my family likes alliteration. I do not. You can call me Abney the Revolutionary. I am the 6th child and 3rd generation of kids from Harold “the Babymaker”, which has influenced my theory that a babymaker’s license is in order for all humans 14+. Anyway, back to me. I have an infamous potty mouth, but I try to remain delicate and professional at school. I am an Eat-Mo and will be found with my hands in your dinner plate, at all times. If they’re not in your fridge. My dish of choice is linguine ricotta with oyster in red basil broth. Um…what else…I hate both male and female ignoramuses, basically anybody that decided early on to stop enlightening themselves and pushing past their blind spots—knowledge is power, youngblood. Yep. I’m a tomboy and I enjoy being tacky. More interested in revolution of thought and community organizing. My secret fantasy…well, if I told you, it wouldn’t be a secret or a fantasy, would it?!!? Let’s just say it involves Amiri Baraka.