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Cake day: October 10th, 2023

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  • So there’s a lot of ways you can go with this. You can definitely find instrumentals of death metal bands, but you can also try something new.

    Haggard is one of the best in symphonic metal, and while there’s still a stitch singer, imo they’re MUCH easier to understand.

    Native Howl has slayer played by some country boys on banjo and guitar. They also do a bunch of their own stuff that sounds pretty wild. “Thrash grass” is one of their better albums and pretty accurately describes their flavor of fusion (thrash metal played in the style of bluegrass)

    Older Arch Emeny stuff is also quite good, and having a pretty lady growling at me is a novel experience. Angela gossow also shows up in metalocalypse so that’s instant bonus points

    Dethklok does pretty well at straddling the line between melodic/symphonic/death metal, and if you like the metal without Nathan explosion you can check out Brandon Small’s other stuff where he isn’t growling like a cartoon character.

    Last but certainly not least is The Lord Weird Slough Feg. Exquisite technical metal wrapped up in an 80s/90s power metal package. I simp for Slough Feg wherever I can because it’s EXCELLENT metal that doesn’t get nearly enough recognition






  • This smells like bullshit. Investigations are not tied to the employment of the investigator. Plenty, and I mean PLENTY of investigations are completed and used to try innocent schmucks all the time after the cops or detective has been shitcanned for one misconduct or another.

    Making them fire him would open up the administration to yet more misconduct to investigate. Quitting let’s them have what they want with no risk whatsoever and no challenge to their shakey authority in the matter.

    It’s a limp waisted conclusion to this limp wristed farce of trying to use the justice system as intended against someone the justice system has been carefully sculpted and tended to protect.





  • I went through this with my cat a couple months ago. Had him for 15 and a half beautiful, fuzzy years. I’m just glad that everything hit him all at once in the last couple weeks of his life so it was really obvious his time had come. I held him sleeping on my chest for the last 5 or 6 hours before it was time. Now I’m all gucked up thinking about it.

    Fuck cancer.








  • Nah. I never cared much for my dad. He was always someone for me to look at and think “this is what I don’t want to be” growing up. We were almost carbon copies, except I understood what ADHD meant. Impulse control wasn’t a concept my dad ever embraced.

    Imagine the worst behaviors of a hyperactive socially awkward teen and scale them up to a 45 year old man with disposable income. I saw him drop $1500 on a Damascus folding knife only to figure out minutes later that now his wife’s car payment would bounce, all while loudly complaining about how expensive it is to come out to CA even though he did every other year anyways. Not to see me, his only biological child, but to go camping at a specific campground he almost died at as a teen being stupid on a motorcycle.

    The best one was he won box seats to the last 49er game at candlestick park through some radio contest. Whole big thing all expenses paid for 3 people. Did he bring his wife? Did he bring his kids, adopted or biological? No. He brought his mother, who hated his kids, and his stepfather, who hated him. Lmfao

    Sorry bastard ended up shooting himself. Cold as it is, best thing I ever got from the man was an excuse not to work one day of the year. I always take the day to do something for me and something for a random stranger. He’d hate that shit.