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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oh Terrence, you just rolled a 1 on your self-preservation roll.
(and now we see the douchiness inherent in the scumbag)
This is where he needs a good kick in the nuts.
But he rolled a natural 20 on his douchebag roll!
Damn, this guy is leaning hard on the “I’m a jerk” button. When do we get to the part where we find out it’s his fault for not patrolling as he should have. Technically it’s not the con’s fault the chandelier fell, it’s a dumbass attendee.
I depends on when it happened, either before or after the room was signed back over to the hotel.
Not going to lie, getting kind of silly how much of a dick he is.
I am going to guess he is some evil conglomeration of assholes you have met over the years.
I would not doubt that. Since Trae has work in the convention scene for many years and has attended a variety of cons in his lifetime, he has run into some of the biggest jackasses you could ever meet. Although his characters are fictional, they are based a lot on his own experiences in life. trust me, I used to be one of the Assholes he ran into when I was a teenager although I was never as bad as Terrence here.
SOMEONE KICK HIM IN THE BALLS ALREADY
There were moments I had hope for a redemption arc for Terrance. Those moments are very much over.
Totally brain free….