Current Post On Trae’s Blog:
"Don't waste any time mourning. Organize!"
-Joe Hill
My brother texted the family group chat this quote before he went to work today. I'm not in a good place this morning, but we can't lose ourselves to despair. I know I have a lot of anger right now, but getting into whose fault that is won't help anyone.
Dwelling on the people I will never forgive won't help anyone.
I'm not that optimistic, but hope is a choice we can still make. It's a hard one to make this morning, but I'm still going to do my best. We are where we are, and focusing on yesterday won't change that. We can only move forward, and save as many as we can along the way.
There will be a tomorrow because we're going to make sure there's a tomorrow.
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I feel personally attacked.
(Con’s in a week. This year I am the ‘get my sh*t together’ camp. Or as someone once G-rated it, “Get your poop in a group”.)
I need to remember that expression…
“List Spaghetti Privilege”? Maybe if people don’t get their shit together, Jim cuts off their meals at the con?
I assume it’s a variation of Calvin & Hobbes’ “Noodle Incident.”
Respect for the folks who do hard work for a Con. I just show up and make sure the Guests stay fed and watered, maybe double check they make it to whatever panel. Sometimes there’s a shopping run or picking someone up from the airport, but over all it’s a pretty simple position.
Something like Security? I couldn’t do that. I can be big and intimidating, but being polite to people who are not, keeping an eye on things to stop problems before they start… not in my skill set.
Yeah, sorta a similar background back in the day. I was involved with cons, I was not involved at the full planning, financials, and kicking others in the butt so they finally get something done dammit level. It was a flat out relief to not be in several situations, just because ye gods sometimes I’d have snapped and smacked somebody one. Nearly did twice, even as a minion-esque type.