Current Post On Trae’s Blog:
My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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Sarah is enjoying this way too much. Also, I need to remember this.
yea Bluetooth security is a joke but one that occasionally you can laugh at
Who else is thinking of a certain AMV?
Too bad the genre’s already been established. It’d be fun to keep hitting him with Beck’s “Mother****er” every time he turned it on. It’d certainly get the point across.
Probably wants to avoid vulgarity. Too bad, because can you picture his face when he hears “It’s Britney, B****”?
i’d go for the truly diabolical and loop the song from the end of the old Lambchop tv show on PBS
This is the song that doesn’t end yes it goes on and on my friend
The Lambchop ending would drive people insane at the con. But on the other hand, it would expose the vender for the jerk he is and perhaps get him blacklisted from any cons ever. Well maybe that’s a stretch but it could get him booted out though.
I mean if you go for a cheap BT speaker sure, that could work. If the speaker has even the simplest, most basic pairing or authentication controls, that doesn’t work
It did work, though.
Let’s hope he doesn’t figure out who’s doing this and take the song literally!
Perhaps something such as Teenage Enema Nurses in Bondage would have been better.