when the power goes out on me. Bah. As a direct result my roommate and
I are headed out to participate in one of his odder hobbies: lifting
heavy objects. Except this time it is in service of someone else.
As roomie and I are sitting, discussing the logistic of fecal
elimination by candle light, he shows me the video he took from the
Dimmu Borgir concert he went to last night while I was at church. If
you know the thrust and tenor of Norwegian Black Metal you will know
why I think that's funny.
But, more seriously, I am well convinced that God loves good Metal. I
have much more to say on that, but it will wait until I am not typing
on my phone.
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