My baby rattles have arrived... as evidenced in the picture below.
"What is a grown ass individual doing with baby rattles?"
In about nine days I'm going to be the facilitator of the first neuroqueer meeting happening at the MoCo Pride Center. As facilitator, I foresee time when I need to get the attention of the folks at the meeting. I thought about getting a gavel... but I have to say that that's a tad much... even for me. So I settled on rattles.
I have to say that the sounds they make is rather soft... so I might need something with more oomph... but they were cheap... so... we'll see.
(That's to be expected that baby rattles make soft sound. I don't think a baby rattle that would sound like a machine gun or an explosion would be very popular.)


