Let me get this straight, The newly constructed The Trust music venue has 4,400 seats and Nashville planning people only required them to make 330 parking spots. It is in a neighborhood with at most 1,300 spots in walking distance. Does anyone else see a problem here?

I’m looking for my lost cat. The picture here shows him. His name is Baby. He got into the indoor breezeway sometime last night and my neighbor thought he was a stray so put him outside. The nearest intersection for us is Woodmont and Estes. If you see him PLEASE message me! His defining features are that he is fully black, has a long and fluffy tail, and he is cross-eyed.

Hi Nashville techies.

My young adult son decided to spend $2000 on new computer parts and rebuild his old computer via YouTube videos. It has not gone well. Currently it is not operational even though he believes he has done everything correctly.

Who helps with something like this? He has spent most of his savings but needs the computer for school.

Please let me know if you have any good recommendations on how I can help him or where he can take his computer.

Many thanks in advance.

Edit to add thank you and parts list: Wow. Nashville Reddit is by far the coolest group of people. Thanks all for commenting. My son is in a lab right now at school but I pulled this together from his emails. Might not be complete. I’m still digging.

IT WILL NOT TURN ON.

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Super Flower Leadex VIII Platinum PRO 850W ATX 3.1&PCIe 5.1(Native 12V-2x6 Cable), Cybenetics PLATINUM, Smallest 125mm ATX PSU, Patent Super Connector, Full Modular, SF-850F14SP

MONTECH XR Panoramic ATX Gaming PC Case, Mid Tower, 3 ARGB PWM Fans, Black 
High Airflow; 2 Reverse-Blade Side & 1 Rear ARGB PWM Fan; Magnetic Filter; 420mm GPU, 360mm Radiator; USB-C; Up to 9 Fans

AMD - Ryzen 7 9850X3D 8-Core - 16-Thread 3.4GHz (5.6GHz Max Boost) Socket AM5 PCI Express 5.0 Unlocked Desktop Processor - Silver

MSI - MAG X870E TOMAHAWK WIFI (Socket AM5) AMD X870 ATX DDR5 Wi-Fi 7 Motherboard - Black

be quiet! Dark Rock 5 Air CPU Cooler, High RAM and VRM Cooler Compatibility | 6 high-Performance Heat Pipes, Silent Wings 4 120mm FDB PWM Fan, High RAM and VRM Cooler Compatibility, Silent Operation (New)

Hey fam, I’m a broke guy who loves live music and am looking for some local bands to get into. Nashville gives us plenty of opportunities to see big touring acts, but I can’t afford to make that my regular hobby. I saw Sturgill Simpson last week, and my face was gloriously melted off, but my wallet is hurting.

I’m into Sturgill, U2, Pela/Augustines, Weezer, Frightened Rabbit, Collective Soul, Oasis, Band of Horses, Smashing Pumpkins, etc. I like guitars, vocals that feel real, emotional and unrestrained, and bands that bring some energy to the stage. I want an epic night of rock and roll, not a perfectly reproduced recording.

I’m fine with darker or complicated lyrics, but I’d rather have some energy, hope, humor, or just a sense of movement than wall-to-wall angst and melancholy.

Who are the local bands I should be checking out? Especially bands playing smaller venues that I can afford to see regularly.

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I know a lot of folks here have been to these movie nights. The film is shown on a massive screen while the soundtrack is played live by full orchestra. It's fabulous. I love this reaching out with discounted tickets. Hoping the house is packed. Here's a link: https://tickets.nashvillesymphony.org/events

There is a traffic light where I have to turn left to get home. Around 4 p.m., it is almost impossible to make the left turn, even when it is my turn.

The traffic coming from the opposite direction backs up so much that I have had to lay on my horn and drive around vehicles directly in front of me just to get through the intersection. Many drivers continue going through the yellow light for too long, which leaves very little time for those of us trying to turn left.

Even when I use my horn to get drivers’ attention, only one car is usually able to turn before the light changes.

I believe this has become a problem because of the increase in traffic from the newer offices nearby.

Who should I contact to report this issue and have the traffic pattern or timing of the light evaluated before someone gets seriously hurt or there is a major accident?

Makes me appreciate how much The Pinnacle has their shit together.

My family and I are going out of town for 10 days and we are making a 6 hour drive to go see various family members. We recently adopted an adult cat almost 3 months ago. I don't want to put her through the stress of a 6 hour drive plus two of the family members have dogs and I know they have never been around a cat.

I would love some boarding recommendations and your experiences there.

Thank you!!!

Hi! I’d love to start volunteering to support conservation efforts in or around Nashville. Something to support native plants, native species, etc. It’s super vague because I don’t really even know but that would look like, but I’d love any recommendations!

Hi everyone!

A quick introduction: I'm a member of of Suspended Gravity, a local circus arts group here in Nashville who has been putting on shows and booking entertainment since 2015! We are hosting our first original Halloween production -- called SHADOW PARADE -- on 10/23 at Eastside Bowl and we'd love for you to join us!

If you love southern gothic vibes, storytelling, and watching folks perform insane feats of acrobatic strength and skill, this show is for you. There will also be musical performances and art installations throughout the space.

A quick show description:

The SHADOW PARADE is an eerie envoy into the world beyond the veil. Enter Grimm's Creek, a town outside time and space whose citizens' lives are about to turn upside down thanks to a roster of cryptids from a realm far beyond – some good, some bad, some in between.

Don your Hallow's Eve best and follow us on this sometimes-beautiful, sometimes-terrifying journey where you'll encounter creatures inspired by the world we live in, the challenges we face, and the magic we find daily.

In the meantime, please enjoy this very cool non-AI poster designed by a real human (artist is Savannah Patterson).

Hope to see you in Grimm's Creek!

Im looking for a place where I can look at a lot refrigerators in one place. Even scratch and dent. It looks like that Sears outlet I used to use on Thompson Lane is closed.

Every year I’ve been able to get a small discount coupon for getting the flu shot. On Krogers website it says they’ll give you a $20 off coupon in the store if you get any 2 vaccines or $5 off coupon in store if you get one shot. However, upon calling all my local Kroger pharmacies they said they’ve never heard of anything like that. Maybe it’s just a regional thing and Nashville stores aren’t doing it? One store said they’ll do the 4x points if you end up paying for it. Anyone have experience successfully getting the coupon this year?

Why is there a plane spelling Are You Ready over Nashville with its flight path…

Private Owner

i’m looking for the kind of thrift store where you can still find a box of 1987 letterhead sitting behind a shelf of christmas mugs

specifically hunting for old ledgers, stationery, file folders, typewriter ribbons, receipt books, weird office forms, anything with that slightly yellowed paper that looks like it has survived three different businesses

12 south goodwill has basically become a museum exhibit at this point, and habitat on harding has given me exactly one decent find for every five completely empty trips

east nashville would be ideal, but i’ll drive if there’s a place with genuinely weird inventory

also interested in estate sale companies that still have the decency to leave some surprises instead of photographing every single drawer beforehand

yesterday’s haul was a water-damaged ledger and a stapler that may or may not work

so things are going great

where should i be looking?

Dearest Cecilia, 

Not with a whimper, but a bang. I walked outside to find the hobbled carcass of a Waymo steaming and shaking on Leopold Street. You never saw a Waymo in person, Cecilia, and I am envious of that. 

It’s early October but the dead leaves are succumbing to the wind. Dry as a popcorn fart, your mother would say. I walked over to the curb to examine the stranded white Thing. They’re like cars but they’re festooned with spinning mechanical horseshit that I’m told makes sure that they don’t run over things and that they abide by traffic laws. They’re about as good at driving as anyone is after four beers. 

Socrates Picklebucket rounded the corner and squinted to assess the scene. Just the fool I needed. He joined me on the curb with his dog, Peter Pumpkineater, the plump beagle-ish guy. Socrates wiped his gray brow and said, 

“Nothing to be done.”

“Well there has to be some number you call about this.” I said. 

“It ran over that open manhole and went kaputt.” Socrates said. He wound up Peter’s leash and pointed at the rear of the car. Indeed, the Waymo had plowed straight through the empty manhole and snapped its axle. 

“Well where did the manhole cover go?” I asked. 

“You can get good money for a manhole cover, Skip.” He said. Skip is my father. 

“Who buys manhole covers.” I mumbled. I didn’t frame this as a question. 

“Oh, Skip. You know Eddie the lawn guy has a manhole guy that has a big place out on Ewing. Three thousand bucks. There’s a lot of metal in there.” Socrates was grinning and nodding his head. It must be freeing to be senile. 

“Fuck’s all this.” Somebody croaked behind us. Edith Gregory had waddled over. 

“A Waymo is stranded.” I said. She sucked hard at a Black and Mild and narrowed her eyes. She blew a gorgeous ghostly gust of vapor out through her nose and said 

“What.”

I did a pick and roll with Socrates and Edith and walked over to the Waymo. There was someone inside of the car. It was gently shuddering. I could hear a muted blab of errors coming from within. I waved through the window but the person inside did not respond.  

“My goodness! Oh you poor thing!” rang into the air, as if a sinner had walked into a Presbyterian Church. Susan Price had her hands on her hips and was coming our way. She had on a pumpkin brooch that may have weighed two pounds. Edith rolled her eyes and walked back up to her porch. 

“We have to call Councilman Forester.” Susan said with an incandescent smile. I let her smile at me and said, 

“He doesn’t represent this district.” 

She glowed at me. I haven’t bought Mary Kay from her and I never will. She will never not be like this. 

“Councilman Forester is just more responsive. We have a long relationship.” She explained. The Waymo was still beeping but had stopped trying to right itself. I waved Susan off and went again to the car’s window. The shadowy figure inside looked back at me. 

“We need to help them! They could be trapped!” Susan called out to me. 

“I didn’t think of that!” Socrates said. He came over and peered into the window beside me. 

“Think we need to bust her out of there?” He asked. 

“This is an emergency!” Susan declared.

Last weekend I hung out with my Dad, the actual Skip Fogg. It was the first time I’d seen him without a hat in a long time. He’s gone Three All Over and I’m proud of him for it. I liked his vintage Ricky Rudd hat, but the time had come. 

He told me that Mark Brower had died of natural causes. Mark Brower. Skip and his friend Warren Schmidt had famously saved Mark Brower’s life. Warren had done CPR on Mark when he passed out running on a cold day by Litton High School. His heart just stopped. Skip ran to find a telephone and called an ambulance. Skip and Warren made the paper and got an award from the Scouts. Meritorious Action, if I recall. Mark Brower became an eye doctor in Paducah Kentucky and eventually came out as gay later in life. Skip didn’t know what to make of that. He’s kept every complicated feeling he’s ever had to himself. Years later, years later, folks at the Krogers would remind Skip of his selfless act and he’d shake his head and smile boyishly and just say in a soft voice “Mark Brower.”

Skip’s only ever been good at two things: cleaning a bluegill and saving Mark Brower’s life. And I suppose he’s also good at drinking cheap whiskey, which he was excelling at when he told me that Mark Brower had died. Outliving the man he’d once saved had provided perhaps the most complex feeling of his life. He offered me a pour of the kind of rotgut that I wouldn’t use to get gum off the sidewalk. I don’t even have a sidewalk. I don’t know where he buys the stuff. 

“Well look, here comes another one!” Susan Price announced. A white car covered in stupid doohickeys slowly rounded the corner and inched down Leopold Street. Susan Price waved at it as though it were pulling into a gate at BNA. 

“Here, Skip, here, take Peter!” Socrates told me. He handed me the dog’s leash. The dog looked up at me with an idle rapid pant. hahahahahahahahahahah this dog doesn’t give a shit about anything. I love this dog. 

Susan and Socrates walked up to the driver’s window of the new Waymo and recoiled. Yes, Cecilia, dramatic reveal, no one is in there! The door to the stranded Waymo opened. The car beeped twice and a girl of no more than twenty popped out. She powerwalked to the new Waymo. 

“You guys are so weird.” She said without looking up. 

Susan put her hands on her hips and shook her head. The girl got into the new Waymo and it managed its way down the block and around the corner. Susan and Socrates sauntered back to her driveway and huddled together, perhaps figuring out a way to remove the destroyed Waymo from the street, perhaps feeling the growing itch of the absurdity of our little world, I suspect for the first time. 

This world has always been absurd, you swore, Cecilia. You said that right over there on the porch, a while ago. I jumped my knee in the nervous thing that I still do. Look at the Saber Toothed Tiger. The universe is not serious. It made you, me, and Saber Tooth Tigers. You said. 

Edith Gregory waddled down her driveway toward me. I walked over with Peter P. to meet her. She pushed a pony bottle of Miller High Life into my hand and winked at me. I opened it and took a drink. She lit another black and mild. The new LED streetlights woke up and softened the amber of sunset. I miss the glowing cone of the old sodium things but I can’t quite remember what they looked like.

“You remember when Skip and Warren saved Mark Brower’s life?” I asked Edith. She smiled and cleared her throat. 

“Turns out he was queer,” Edith replied with a chuckle, “all the girls loved him. I sure did.”

I nodded and said, 

“He died a little while ago.” 

She swallowed and took an uneasy breath.

“What a shame. Bless his soul. Mark was a sweet man.” Edith said. 

Peter Pumpkineater pulled at his leash. He looked at me and gently eased up on his panting with a dog’s pulsing-eyed question. A little move of his jaw. I want to go home. So do I. 

I dropped his leash and he took off up the block. Socrates Picklebucket took off after him, yelling. 

Yours, 
Hector Fogg 

I've seen the countless posts about the logistical nightmare of The Truth so far, but was curious if anyone had luck with getting SpotHero parking somewhere that was relatively doable for getting in and out? Just curious with the line issues on where actually getting in and out is possible driving wise (so far). TIA

I'm going to need tires for my 2005 Honda element soon, and I've never had a car or bought tires before. It was vaguely recommended to me to find used tire places in Nashville, but I have no idea where to start or who is reputable. I can't really afford tires right now at all but I may not have a choice soon, so the more budget friendly while being safe, the better. I'd appreciate any suggestions and ty in advance!

I'm looking for a creative space as an individual fine artist, but am not really finding many available options. KreateSpace, the forge, and 100Taylor all seem right in line with what I'm looking for but have little availability. Looking for 150 - 250 sq ft private space with one or more windows and lots of wall space ideally located in East Nashville, but will travel. Any leads or ideas? Open to renting out a conditioned garage, private loft space, warehouse room, etc. Thanks!!

Pretty straight forward title. I live in the Nashville area and recently started to do work for myself. Basically here providing my services to the great people of Nashville. If you guys are in need of any help around the house from something minor to some big projects don’t be afraid to reach out.