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  1. Yes, it has all of that, and I've done all of the tests. I've changed to different types of mask and this is the least problematic. It's still annoying and still wakes me up several times during the night. Events per hour was something like 47 during my "test", and now less than 5 per hour typically. This is all great, but I still wake up several times per night. Whatever. The "score" is based on several factors - one of which is the length of time using it each night. I just find it ironic that I feel like I am not getting uninterrupted sleep but this "system" thinks everything is great.
  2. So I got this CPAP machine a couple of months ago and I'm trying to use it. If you're not familiar, it's for people that snore - and EVERYONE snores. Anyway, it gives you a grade on your quality of sleep every night. The irony is - I never used to wake up during the night, and now I wake up several times per night to adjust the stupid thing, or move it from my ear back to my nose where it belongs, or to connect the stupid nose mask back to the head gear because it sometimes detaches. But if I make it to the morning with the mask on my face after all of that, I get a score of 100. Yay - I woke up a bunch of times, but I scored 100. WTF? I miss the days where I slept all the way through the night. Sigh...
  3. I wonder what the over/under number of deaths is, before this changes from overreaction to appropriate restrictions? Dr. Bhakdi and all other "deniers" must have a number in mind? What is it? How many worldwide dead is acceptable?
  4. We're trying to go shopping no more than once a week, and yesterday was the day. Went to Costco and Fred Meyer. Ironically, I would say we have more food and supplies in this house than at any other time in the 24 years that we've lived here. And there are only 2 of us now. We bought toilet paper. I swore I was not going to be that guy, but we did. Oh well, it seems that all of the "panic" buying might be over with by now because there was plenty. Guess I'll start the 2 week clock over again. I don't think I ever get to 2 weeks before I have to start the clock again. Watched Neil Young play his acoustic guitar outside in the snow. Killer version of "Words". He did "Birds" also. A couple of my favorites. Best $20 I ever spent to subscribe to his NYA site for a year. Everything in his entire catalog streaming in high definition. Plus random live performances like these "Fireside" sessions he's doing. Can't beat it. I wish "Tom Petty Enterprises" would do that.
  5. About time. Abbey was looking shabby.
  6. That's cool. I've never had picks made up for myself. Thought about it a time or 2. I currently use the one on the right - the "Brain" red picks. They're 0.73 thickness. They make several colors in different thicknesses. I've been using these for years now but before that I used the Herco Gold on the left. Somehow I found out Neil Young used them so I went for it and liked them. Used them for years but finally got annoyed that those raised bits with the letters would catch the strings just wrong and kept flipping the pick out of my hand. The other side has a lot of ridges also. The "Brain" is my go to now. Nice grip, but not too raised up so that I lose the pick a lot.
  7. Nurk - I'm with you on that. I despise the man. But this place has always been kind of a haven from politics, and I'm hoping we can keep it that way?
  8. Very cool. I played one once and I remember it being quite heavy. Do you know how much yours weighs?
  9. Got up, took a shower, and jumped right back into my sweat pants. The new normal, I guess. Why dress up if there's nowhere to go? Friday is "no meetings" day, so should be a real quiet one. I started watching this older series on Amazon called "Strike Back". British Intelligence Black Ops soldiers out killing bad guys. It's got some faces I recognize. A lot of killing and a lot of sex though. A lot. I listened to the new 17 minute Bob Dylan song a couple of times. Bob is always interesting. The places his mind goes. The new weed wacker is one of those modular kind where you can buy different attachments like edger's, and leaf blowers. I put it together and I'll probably give it a spin today. If the rain will stop long enough. Musically, I've got my 12 string acoustic out, so I'm hunting through the song list for acoustic 12 string songs.
  10. Odd. I had a Jazzmaster for a while. It sounded great on Elvis Costello tunes, as expected. I didn't keep it long though.
  11. Here's one person's attempt to transcribe the lyrics. I haven't listened through while reading this, but I'm going to do it now. We'll see how close they got...... ‘Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63 A day that will live on in infamy President Kennedy was a-ridin' high Good day to be livin’ and a good day to die Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb He say, ‘wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?’ ‘Of course we do, we know who you are’ Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car Shot down like a dog in broad daylight Was a matter of timin’ and the timin’ was right You’ve got unpaid debts we've come to collect We gonna kill you with hatred, without any respect We’ll mock you and shock you and we'll grin in your face We’ve already got someone here to take your place The day they blew out the brains of the king Thousands were watching, no one saw a thing It happened so quickly, so quick by surprise Right there in front of everyone's eyes Greatest magic trick ever under the sun Perfectly executed, skilfully done Wolf man oh wolf man oh wolf man howl Rub-a-dub-dub, it's a murder most foul Hush little children, you’re gonna stand The Beatles are comin’, they're gonna hold your hand Slide down the bannister, go get your coat Ferry ‘cross the Mersey and go for the throat There’s three bums comin all dressed in rags Pick up the pieces and lower the flags I’m goin’ to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian age Then I’ll go to Altamont and sit near the stage Put your head out the window, let the good times roll There’s a party goin’ on behind the grassy knoll Stack up the bricks, pour the cement Don’t say Dallas don't love you, Mr. President Put your foot in the tank and step on the gas Try to make it to the triple underpass Blackface singer white face clown Better not show your faces after the sun goes down Up in the red light district like a cop on the beat Livin' in a nightmare on Elm Street When you're down on Deep Ellum put your money in your shoe Don’t ask what your country can do for you Cash on the barrelhead, money to burn Dealey Plaza, make a left-hand turn I’m goin’ down to the crossroads, gonna flag a ride The place where faith, hope and charity died Shoot him while he runs, boy, shoot him while you can See if you can shoot the Invisible Man Goodbye Charlie, goodbye Uncle Sam Frankly, Miss Scarlet, I don't give a damn What is the truth? Where did it go? Ask Oswald and Ruby, they oughta know ‘Shut your mouth,’ said the wise old owl, ‘Business is business, and it's murder most foul’ Tommy, can you hear me? I’m the acid queen. I’m riding in a long black Lincoln limousine Ridin’ in the backseat next to my wife Headin’ straight on in to the afterlife I’m leanin’ to the left, got my head in her lap Oh Lord, I’ve been led into some kind of a trap Well, we ask no quarter and no quarter do we give We’re right down the street from the street where you live They mutilated his body and they took out his brain What more could they do? They piled on the pain But his soul was not there, where it's supposed to be at For the last 50 years, they've been searching for that Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over need I hate to tell ya, mister, but only dead men are free Send me some lovin’, tell me no lie Throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by Wake up little Suzie, let's go for a drive Cross the Trinity River, let's keep open eyed Turn the radio on, don't touch the dials Parkland hospital only six more miles You got me dizzy, Ms Lizzy, ya fill me with lead That magic bullet of yours has gone to my head I’m just a patsy like Patsy Cline Never shot anyone from in front or behind Got blood in my eye, got blood in my ear I’m never gonna make it to the new frontier Zapruder’s film I’ve seen right before Seen it 33 times, maybe more It’s vile and deceitful, it's cruel and it's mean Ugliest thing that you ever have seen They killed him once and they killed him twice Killed him like a human sacrifice The day that they killed him someone said to me, ‘Son, The Age of the Antichrist has just only begun’ Air Force One comin’ in through the gate Johnson sworn in at 2:38 Lemme know when you decide to throw in the towel It is what it is, and it’s murder most foul What’s new pussycat, what’d I say? I said the soul of a nation been torn away And it's beginning to go into a slow decay And that it's 36 hours past judgement day Wolfman Jack he's speaking in tongues He’s going on and on at the top of his lungs Play me a song, Mr Wolfman Jack Play it for me in my long Cadillac Play me that only the good die young Take me to the place Tom Dooley was hung The Saint James infirmary in the court of King James If you want to remember you’d better write down the names Play Etta James too, play ‘I’d Rather Go Blind’ Play it for the man with a telepathic mind Play John Lee Hooker, play ‘Scratch My Back’ Play it for that strip club owner named Jack Guitar Slim goin’ down slow Play it for me and for Marilyn Monroe Play ‘Please, Don't Let Me be Misunderstood’ Play it for the First Lady, she ain’t feeling any good Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey Take it to the limit and let it go by Play it for Carl Wilson, too Looking far, far away down Galloway Avenue Play tragedy, play twilight time Take me back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime Play another one, and another one bites the dust Play the old rugged cross and in God we trust Ride the pink horse down that long lonesome road Stand there and wait for his head to explode Play Mystery Train for Mr. Mystery The man who fell down dead like a rootless tree Play it for the reverend, play it for the pastor Play it for the dog that got no master Play Oscar Peterson, play Stan Getz Play Blue sky, play Dicky Betts Play Art Pepper, Thelonious Monk Charlie Parker and all of that junk All that junk and all of that jazz Play something for the Birdman of Alcatraz Play Buster Keaton, play Harold Lloyd Play Bugsy Siegel, play Pretty Boy Floyd Play the numbers, play the odds Play ‘Cry Me a River’ for the lord of the gods Play number nine play number six Play it for Nancy and Stevie Nicks Play Nat King Cole, play ‘Nature Boy’ Play ‘Down in the Boondocks’ for Terry Malloy Play ‘It Happened One Night’ and ‘One Night of Sin’ There’s 12 million souls that are listenin’ in Play ‘Merchant of Venice’, play ‘Merchants of Death’ Play ‘Stella by Starlight’ from Lady Macbeth ‘Don’t worry, Mr. President, help’s on the way Your brothers are comin', there'll be hell to pay’ Brothers, what brothers? What’s this about hell? Tell ‘em we're waiting, keep coming, we'll get them as well Love field is where his plane touched down But it never did get back up off the ground Was a hard act to follow, second to none They killed him on the altar of the rising sun Play misty for me and that old devil moon Play anything goes and Memphis in June Play lonely at the top and lonely are the brave Play it for Houdini spinning around in his grave Play Jelly Roll Morton, play Lucille Play deep in a dream and play driving wheel Play Moonlight Sonata in F# And the key to the highway but the king of the heart Play Marching through Georgia and Dumbarton’s drums Play darkness and death will come when it comes Play Love me or leave me by the great Bud Powell Play the bloodstained banner, play murder most foul
  12. A 17 minute song from Bob. It's the most unheard of thing I ever heard of. I need to play it again.
  13. 🙂 It's all good. I'm watching a game while I'm working. More watching than working actually. My daughter is an Assistant Store Director at a Safeway. #2 in charge of the store, and it's one of the busiest in Seattle. She's the one I'm worried about out there on the front lines really. Today a customer threw a basket at her while screaming obscenity. The basket hit her, but she's OK. Then he scattered his groceries all over the floor, and ran out the door. Grocery workers should be getting combat pay.
  14. I'm watching the M's 2001 opener. What a great team - 116 wins. I sure wish we had a team like that now. What was amazing is that we had just lost Alex Rodriguez, Ken Griffey, Jr., and Randy Johnson in the previous few seasons, and we still put a season like that up. A guy named Ichiro showed up and away we went. It seemed like we were going to win every game. What a great ride that was. And then 9/11 happened...
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