I was positively giddy when I discovered the Kickstarter campaign for the board game Raccoon Tycoon. I mean, of course, the name implies all kinds of adorable wheeling and dealing, but the art is absolutely delightful and, even better, the rundown of the game play isn’t particularly complex. A lot of these board games just seem so difficult to understand to anyone who isn’t well versed in the standards of “Eurogames.” Of course I’ve already backed this one; at the very least I’ll have some high-quality card art to admire. But who knows, I may even be able to pull together a small group on occasion to give the game a whirl.
But I will insist on playing as the raccoon!
For a run down on the game, see the below video.
Source: Kickstarter Tabletop Alert – Raccoon Tycoon
Generally, I don’t like to present stories here that involve raccoons and rabies. First, such stories are extremely common and so this blog would end up being rather repetitive. Second, such stories rarely end well for the raccoon. However, this week a couple of friends saw fit to share a story about a raccoon with rabies being killed and even I had to take notice of it–as did some other news sources–if only because of the story’s abundance of irony.
It all started when the Bangor Daily News ran the article “Mainer Attacked by Rabid Raccoon Drowns it in a Puddle.” The key details of the story are as follows:
- The Mainer in question, Rachel Borch, a vegetarian, went jogging in the woods of Hope, ME.
- Shortly after realizing what a beautiful day it was, she was confront by a snarling, rabid raccoon on a narrow path.
- The raccoon immediately attacked her, biting her on the thumb and staying latched to it as it began clawing at her.
- As she struggled, her phone fell into a puddle. Noticing the water, Rachel immediately thrust the raccoon under the surface and held it in place until it died.
- She then pulled out her thumb and ran off to get medical attention.
- As she ran, she was worried that raccoon had not died and might still be chasing her. In her words: “It felt like Pet Semetary.” A reference to a novel written by prominent Maine resident, Stephen King.
Between the melodramatic prose of the article and little details included, writers at both Esquire, Daily Wire, and SB Nation were compelled to comment upon both the event itself and its coverage. The esquire commentary is especially impressive, working in an erudite reference to Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway and even giving significance to the bag the raccoon’s body was placed in. Peculiarly, none of them bothered to comment on the ironic twist of fate for the raccoon: that late-stage rabies causes a fear of water, which would be prophetic for this animal as it ended up drowning.
Truly, truth is stranger than fiction. And high art? That hides in the most unassuming of places.
The world was abuzz with admiration last week for Uni, a blonde raccoon (or cinnamon, as some people are calling him) in Taiwan. His owner, Joyce Tai, took him to a chic place for his usual grooming and decided to adorn him with a rather unique pattern, even if it doesn’t really match the species. Still, shaving is a good way to help a furry little thing deal with the hot summer months, and Taiwan can get hot.
I was browsing the beer selection at one of the many liquor stores near me and came across something I don’t see very often: a beer with a raccoon on its label! Of course, I was powerless to resist the need to buy it. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen a raccoon beer; there was one a couple of years ago, the Festina Peche from Dogfish Head. That beer, a seasonal, seems to feature a different artist’s work on the label every year when it’s re-released. Gigantic Brewing Company, who made the beer I just bought, similarly used an artist’s work for their label. In this case, the image is a photo of a sculpture by Maryanna Hoggatt from Portland, OR (where Gigantic is located) is a part of a series titled Animal Battle, which depicts slightly anthropomorphized forest critters sporting improvised weapons and armor.
So how’s the beer? Beats me. I haven’t drunk it yet. I have a tradition of cooking myself a steak on Sunday nights. I’ll drink it with my dinner. From the reviews on Beer Advocate, it’s a little sweet but mostly underwhelming. So it tastes like beer. Good to know!
I need to watch something to complement the drink … I know: I’ll watch Guardians of the Galaxy! I haven’t seen that again yet this year.
It’s Valentine’s Day! Here’s a bunch of raccoon Valentine’s Day items.