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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.
Jesus christ, what kind of rats were breeding in this grocery store?
On the one hand, super cheap.
On the other, you’ve gotta deal with vicious rats who do not fear human presence.
… How much extra money do they have to work with exactly?
Urban rats in numbers take crap from no one. They’re well aware they’re not required to. Some “abandoned” buildings end up not hosting squatter populations for that very reason. The buildings are already occupied, and the rats appreciate food delivery as much as anyone.
*little bastards never tip though “/
Ruth suddenly becomes aware of her super powers to control rats and slowly becomes Willard.
Cheap or not, I’m willing to bet con-goers would freak out at seeing rats during the convention. And since rats are curious little buggers, I could see vendors having a problem with it (in the event they would still have bigger vendors in an open area like that). It might be a good move financially, but there’s going to be people who see it as prioritizing profit over con-goer safety, even if that’s far from the truth.
That kind of bad press can spread fast among the convention scene, especially if the one complaining has a platform or a following.
No no no! Do NOT run! It attracts attention and shows weakness, the two things you do NOT want to be doing. Walk briskly. Either maintain eye contact, or turn your back like they’re not worth your time, they’ll know it’s a bluff, but might respect the moxie.