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So right now I'm sitting in my living room, kind of exhausted, looking at a green chair that used to sit in my Grandmother's living room. This weekend was eventful, and I'm tired.
Crysta and I went down to Milwaukee so we could spend father's day with my parents (along with some other family members). We went to the Brewer's game on Sunday, and like any game of baseball, it was a good time. I've never been a huge sports person, but I love watching a good live baseball game.
Honestly it was an amazing day.
Before I left town on Saturday though, I swung by the local No Kings protest here in Eau Claire, and then spent a chunk of time at the local Pride celebration. I tend to be a bit of a shut in these days, so with all the awful stuff in the news it was nice to remind myself that there are good people in the world willing to stand up for what's right and for each other.
My grandmother passed away not that long ago, and one thing I had my parent set aside for me was a chair. I realize that it looks a bit more gold in the photo, but trust me when I say it's green in real life. This morning I loaded it into my pickup and drove it across the state and got it into my living room. I loved this chair as a kid, and importantly... it swivels. And when I was growing up adults would always yell at me not to spin the chair. Well guess what, it's my chair now.
And no one can stop me from spinning.
I dunno -- it was just a lot of stuff in a short amount of time. We also went out to dinner after the baseball game yesterday, but I think I'll give my full opinion on that later this week in a different blog post. Because we went to a restaurant none of us had been to before, and uh... I have thoughts.
That was vague. I'm being vague. You're just going to have to be okay with that.
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Let’s see – Max locks the thread, Terrence blames it on Veronica, so he decides to egg Ruth and Sarah’s house? Badly?
I’m kind of glad he alternates into these periods of total incompetence.
Well, he probably doesn’t know it was Max who did it, and Ruth and Sarah are the only ones he knows where live.
I think Terrence should seek from help maybe from a psychologist or a anger management course. Either that or everyone involved in Bork Con staff could get a restraining order on him.
Honestly, he should seek help from a fist in the face. Sadly enough, some people just reach a certain level of jackholery that they’re never going to back down from, because no one’s ever forced the issue. I’m not all about “Yay, violence!” but the few people I’ve met that are this level of narcissistic messed up just will not quit until someone makes it clear to them that further shenanigans will result in pain. Use sparingly, but some people literally will not pay attention to anything short of immediate pain or incarceration. And at this point, it’d be hard to achieve the latter.
Not too hard. Call the cops, tell them some kid is egging your house. I give it a 50/50 chance Terrance ends up throwing eggs at the cops. And a big part of it only being 50% is because he might run out before the cops get there.