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It's funny that you guys mention pagers and how they're probably not around anymore. My last job I left a month ago relied on them. It was an assisted living facility, and that's how is caregivers knew which residents were calling if we weren't at the monitor. The building had 3 stories, so having a pager was extremely useful for when a call went off and you weren't near a monitor. I'm almost 25 and I only know how to work a pager after working there for 1 year and 8 months.
As someone who's a massive nerd about dino stuff and has a pet peeve of people calling stuff dinos when they aren't (I don't shit on the person but I'm always like...okay. Listen. That statement gave me so much pain. Let me teach ya some stuff about real dinos), this episode was both hilarious and painful lol. Not everyone knows the difference between dinos and other reptiles, but still...it hurts. I certainly laughed, but it hurts. But hey, at least yall got the "Turkeys are dinos" part right, since all modern birds are dinos. But only through relation, since they're direct decendants. Otherwise their lifestyle goes against bird classifications. But still. Okay I'll shut up now so I don't go too far off the rails into extreme rambling lol.
It's funny cuz yall say that bike shorts never look good on anyone. Cuz 1) you're right, and 2) when I was in high school cross country, they basically required that we wear bike shorts. Even the shorts supplied by the school for our XC team were bike shorts with our school colors on the side. As someone who has severe self confidence issues, have White As Hell legs, and is very conservative with my clothes as a result, I very much hated those shorts.
What most people say about that one guy naming his strip club Destiny 2: "Oh he wants it to seem like a successful place that has multiple locations." Me: "Like the videogame???" Destiny and Destiny 2 are actual videogames and I've spent literally multiple thousands of hours in each game, so when yall said he named his strip club Destiny 2, I was shocked and was like "That's a videogame!!" Hilarious. Bungie, where did yall REALLY get the name for your game from?? lol
The story of that fucked up doctor impregnating women with his own gross stuff without their knowledge reminds me about why I 100% refuse to have my OBGYN be a man. I've refused since I was old enough to need my primary care provider to also be a OBGYN, I still refuse now. I never even considered this could happen, but it makes me want to die inside thinking about it. It's gross on its own knowing that there's a man you're not in a relationship with that's just feeling around in your junk (and may get inappropriate about it); it's a whole other awful thing to find out he also did this. Just, holy shit. That is SO revolting. I want to both beat him with a baseball bat and throw up on him. And this just makes me lean even harder into refusing to EVER allow a man to be my primary care provider. My mom has been the same way for as long as I can remember and I'm so glad I am too (and I'm glad we actually have enough women doctors in the area who are qualified to do OB stuff, cuz we live in a rural area).
"We didn't conjure [our kids] tho, they just show up." I'm sorry for being immature but all I could think was "Technically ya did conjure them once by fucking in order to have them." I'm immature but can't help it lol.
This just sounds like a huge, weird, expensive, cultish circle jerk. And hell, one or two of those circles may even happen.
Oh god I HATE water bugs. Those little shits are out of nightmares. Like, I already have a phobia of bodies of water, and those just make it worse. The first time I saw them, they showed up in our pool. We used to have a permanent above ground pool, and some water would still be in it during the winter. One winter, my brother and I were fucking around and decided to scoop some of the water out with a 5 gallon bucket (we were bored farm kids). Then I saw the little water bugs shooting around in there and I was like oh HELL no. I think we scooped one out with a little net or something and looked at it, and damn that little thing was scary. And they're so huge! And I read that they also have one hell of a bite. God they're scary. I hate those things. I'm not sure how they got into our pool here in Oregon, but they certainly did and I hated seeing them. One more thing that gave me severe anxiety about swimming lol.
Its always crazy when yall cover a topic that is so close to me. I've lived in northeastern Oregon all 24 years of my life. I've been to the coast over a dozen times, as it used to be a family tradition for us to go to the Oregon coast ever summer. My parents started it when they got married, and obviously my brother and I joined in once we were born. we haven't gone much the last 10 years or so since our two dairy show cows started calving (and my mom had to be home to milk, which usually happened in the summer when we'd go to the coast), but I still love the coast so, so much. And Coos Bay is one of the places we'd visit while there. Also Newport, Seaside, Rockaway Beach, Tillamook, and many others. And I've obviously driven through Portland many times. And the Columbia River Gorge is such a beautiful place to drive down. I love that place so much, and despite my phobia of bodies of water, the Oregon coast is still one of my favorite places ever. I live about 6-8 hours from the coast, depending on where we go, and about 4 hours from Oregon. So really not too far from this. Which makes me kinda go "Oh shit" about this since it's so close to home for me. Can't wait to finish the episode after work.
Oh dang, I'm just starting the episode obviously, but if that picture of the Backrooms was generated by an AI, that could be one thing to explain why it's so unsettling. That means it looks like a real place but isn't, if it was generated. Ya know, some Uncanny Valley stuff (which is one reason why I think some stuff from sites like Dalli mini creep me out on a deep level). Also, the back rooms is a wild concept, and the worst part is that everything made about it makes the space feel like it's surrounded by nothingness. Like, say, it feels like it's buried deep underground, or somewhere in a void. Like there isn't truly anything outside of it and it's just trapped in nothing. So that, if you do somehow find your way back out, you better hope it lands you back in the space/dimension/etc you came from cuz otherwise it feels like it might just gonna spit you out into a void. If that makes sense. I've never personally played a Backrooms game because I'm too anxious to play scary shit, but I've seen people play it. It's definitely an unsettling topic. I've mainly watched a few games of it played by Markiplier cuz he's played a few Backrooms games and seems to be fascinated by them (and since I've grown up watching his stuff and still hooked at 24 years old because he's a funny dude)
Ngl. Hearing about all this made me distraught, but hearing about how Sophie held the dying Kitty at the bottom of the stairwell and comforted her all while Kitty was cover in stabs and no longer able to speak...I cried. I was driving home from work and just started crying. I cried again when it got to the part where Maryanne refused to leave Kitty's body until she was moved down to the morgue because she didn't want her to be alone. God this kills me. I have a lot I could say about this and how certain people reacted to hearing Kitty dying (and how there were multiple times she could have been saved if people had only ACTED SOONER, aka before the devil incarnate came back to finish the job), but those two parts hit me the hardest. I immediately imagine what that scene looked like and how it could have felt and it killed me to think this all happened to an innocent person. God this breaks my heart. And yes, THANK YOU for not going into brutal detail. No one needs that, and brutal detail tends to make me either cry my eyes out imagining how that felt or I'll stop the episode and never go back. I don't like it when podcasts go into brutal detail about any way that a living being was viciously harmed and/or killed. Thank you for not doing that.
I loved hearing Heather talk about her anxiety over time and having to obsessively plan out her schedule to be places on time to avoid being late. And how she's like, "Oh, so, I have a thing at like 3 pm. It 10 am. Welp looks like I can't do anything else until then because my brain won't let me." Cuz like, for one, same. Big damn same. And for 2, I think that may just be an ADHD thing lol. I know she has ADHD, I have ADHD, and I know that some other people with ADHD are the same. I bet it's partly because our brains have a hard time with motivation and because we've been late so damn freaking often that we obsessively plan to avoid that for the future, especially for super important shit. But it still doesn't always work cuz my brain is like "nah" and then I'm stressed as fuck over it. Fun times.
I'm sorry, but as an LPN, hearing that list of all this lady's "ailments" made me laugh so hard. The fact that anyone would believe that bullshit is both sad and hilarious. Every new ailment listed was funnier than the last and dumb as hell.
The thought of being like "Oh the term period for your dead relative to be in this spot has passed so where gonna have to move their dead body" is so fucked up what the hell. Like why not, like, oh, I dunno. Leave them there and put the next dead bodies in another unoccupied spot??? Wouldn't it be harder to have to dig up, move, and bury a person again and THEN bury another person there? Wouldn't it be easier to....go somewhere else??? The person who came up with that is a special piece of shit honestly and is the dullest tool in the shed. Like, my god. What made anyone think that is a good idea, because it's so disrespectful to the dead and also is just too much needless work. The only thing I can think of is it was a way to scam people for more money. But they didn't have powered equipment to move the bodies back then, so it would have been so much harder. All that work for no good reason. Insanity. Also, I wonder if graveyards became a thing to help control disease, and possibly to keep predators away from cities. Like, a dead body that isn't buried deep enough will attract predators. We've had to bury animals on our farm, as sometimes that's needed with livestock; we only bury our very special animals up near the house, cuz otherwise the bodies attract coyotes. The holes where we've buried cows at the very far edge of our 14 acre pasture get dug in by coyotes once in a while cuz they smell the bodies. And sometimes our cats and dogs buried up by the house need to have logs on their graves for a while cuz we've seen animals like raccoons or other scavengers (the coyotes don't come up near the house; the cows scare them too much lol) try to dig them out. One time when I was just barely like 18, that did happen. One of our beloved cats, Ditch, had been buried out behind my dad's shop. I went back there one morning to bury a dead bird I found, and I found Ditch's body dug up and drug like 10 feet from his grave. I already have a phobia of dead bodies, and the fact it was our sweet big boy who I just saw long dead and sprawled out really made me lose it. Ever since then, we always cover the fresh graves in logs for at least a few months. Even for a calf we buried up next to my dad's shop a couple months ago (we were super attached to her but she had too many genetic health problems to humanely survive past a couple months old...so we put her out of her misery and buried her up here since she was small and it felt rude to bury her anywhere else). Anyway, sorry for the ADHD rambling, but yeah. Predators can be attracted to graves, and that's not good to have near a city. Also, it wasn't uncommon for people to die more from infectious diseases back then, so staying the hell away from the rotting bodies filled with disease was probably for the best. So, grouping them up in one area out of town where people don't always go may be for the betterment of everyone's health. And as an added bonus, burying them in more open areas allows them to grow bigger. I live in rural Oregon, and there are lots of little rural cemeteries out in the middle of a field at least a mile from the nearest town, sometimes out in the middle of nowhere. There are many cemeteries like that around here. I can think of like 4 of em near me just off the top of my head. And putting them that far out 1) keeps any attracted predators away from town, 2) moves infected bodies to one localized area away from large groups of people, and 3) allows for massive growth of the cemeteries, as long as the owners of the surrounding fields allows. My brain has kinda lost the plot here with my rambling, but yeah. And as someone who has a phobia of dead bodies and especially zombies, I am very, very okay with cemeteries being in one location and usually not in densely populated areas. That also makes me know 100% that I will request to be cremated someday after I die lol. I feel like having my body essentially gone and not able to be fucked with is the only way for me to be truly at peace someday in the far off future when I die.
This hits different now that Lizzy has died and dickhead Charles is king.
Also, this case is a great example of how most cops will protect each other if they know that someone in their squad did something super fucked up and illegal. And honestly? That's extremely disgusting. I'm not surprised because usually the actually good cops get kicked out of the force FOR reporting the corrupt ones, leaving just the shit ones, but still. It's just really bad to see it happen when it does happen.
This case took me by surprise, especially cuz I don't recall hearing about it in the past. So when I first saw the name for this, I was like "Huh, I recognize the name Rasmussen. I feel like I've met some people with that name, like through showing livestock and whatnot." Then when you said that Sherri was born in Walla Walla, WA, I immediately got huge chills down my spine and put my hand over my mouth. I've lived in the Walla Walla valley my entire life. I've very likely met some of her relatives, even if they would have been more like cousins or neices/nephews. She was only born a few years before my parents, with my mom also growing up in this valley. What the hell. I don't normally hear stuff on these podcasts from this area, and even stuff from other areas of Oregon/Washington hit me hard (the Walla Walla valley also includes a small Oregon town, because this valley is very, very big). But one that involved someone from the same place I was born? And someone with the same career as me (I'm almost a nurse myself)? Damn. That hit me a lot harder than I expected. Shit.
Oh, snipe hunting. I got kinda tricked with that when I was a junior in high school, and I went into the local mountains with our FFA leadership group (I was recently elected a chapter official, much as I didn't want to because everyone else on the leadership team weren't nice to me). I'd never heard of snipe hunting, but I just knew in the back of my head that it wasn't real. Like everyone was like, "You've never been snipe hunting?? Yeah let's do it! We're in the forest so let's do it!" Seriously, every part of me was like "...They're just fucking with me. This can't be real." But I just went with it so I wouldn't be called a stick in the mud. I had a minor panic attack before heading into the woods because I wasn't used to how severely dark it was, but that's the only real response I had. I played along with it but didn't really believe it the whole time. I wasn't the only person in the group who was new to snipe hunting, and the other person did believe it. I was proud when they revealed to us that it was all bullshit. Like, ha! I knew it! You can't fool me. I didn't know this was more of a country-wide thing, cuz I live in the pacific northwest. I've lived in the country on a farm my whole life. Also it's funny that the can burning is just a country thing. I've never done it and haven't heard much about it around here, but like I said I've lived in the country of the pacific northwest my whole life, and I'm just over here like "Yeah that sounds about right."
It's funny you mention the fidget slug, cuz I have multiple that I LOVE and was messing with my favorite one when you said that. The fidget slugs are so good for being so simple.
It's interesting what yall consider a bbq compared to what Canadians and Americans in other places consider it. I've lived in Oregon all 24 years of my life, and I call the thing the meat is cooked on either a BBQ or a grill. Honestly just depends on the moment. And I consider a bbq to be anything where meat is being cooked outside on the grill. Burgers, hot dogs, a cut of meat, a whole damn bird, etc. And I've lived on a farm my whole life where we raise our own beef, pork, and lamb and use the bbq a lot, so my dad cooks a wide variety of stuff on there. I guess shit is different in oregon where there aren't as many big bbq/grill joints around and cooking just huge cuts of meat isn't as common. Also I have a substantial amount of Canadian in me on my dad's side (and French), so it's funny to think if what if I think this way cuz of my heritage? Obviously that's probably not true, but it still makes me laugh to think about.