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Actually maybe just some Chickenfoot.
I could have done that without the Back packAnd here is a slight diversion from our Solar battery company Zenaji. (Its related to surround as the battery powers the surround system!)
We had comply to approvals etc on many things including the strength of the wall mountings and we had to demonstrate that the mounts could support the battery plus 3 times its weight. It gets sent to TUV in China for approval. We suggested a "human" weight - my ever charming 6 feet 6 son the batteries designer Max.
We only employ really ugly female staff or everyone gets distracted (but she is super smart). It was done on the side of my house that is set to get 90 solar panels on the roof!!
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1h6hbuMEhJf9lRpP7rOgO2rSNrefzOXyr/view?usp=sharing
Me to!!!I could have done that without the Back pack
Maybe nothing to do with surround but a lot to do with getting older. Take care mate!Dunno what this has got to do with surround
Chucky IS the Surround Master !Sounds like you are becoming the six million dollar man and look forward to the joy you will bring us with future products like the surround master
Are you sure this isn't made up to sell more decoders?? ..jkDear All
Had a day in the hospital yesterday having my third dose of heart surgery to burn out electrical cross pathways in various chambers of my ticker. I have had various flavours of arrhythmia's since the age of 17. I remember going into hospital at around 21 years of age with my ticker doing 240 bpm for 12 hrs, being a muscle bound youth in a heart ward surrounded by a bunch of old guys! I remember hearing the nurses whisper around the corner - he have a look at this guy. These days I am one of the old guys!!!
Anyway as you get older the problem usually gets worse and I had to go in for my third yesterday for atrial fibrillation, it really is nasty when it hits you and feels like a fish flopping around in your chest. Turns out I am the poster boy for this condition being an ex runner, current bike rider, current weight lifter and being above 6 feet 1 (strange I know).
Its really is just a horrible day full of indignities like getting your nuts shaved (starting to like the feel!), waiting around for hours before you are escorted to "the slab", then you get there and there are 8 people in the room and the machine that goes "ping". Then you are slid onto the slab (6 people in my case being 116 kg), then the joy of the prep where they wack the covers off and paint your glory and more importantly your crutch. They get to the heart via the large artery in your crutch. For just once in my life I would appreciate not getting "medical shrinkage" but no, happened again, my 7 inches reduced to say 7 mm of flaccid shame. (oh just to make everyone happy the actual average is 5.08 inches- not the mythical 6).
Then its 2.5 hrs awake live on line as the quacks do their radio ablation thing- you do feel the burning sensations. First time I did it, I had cyro ablation, that is different as you feel cold freeze head aches and hiccups occasionally. Oh, do the radio version it really is safer as the larger diameter of the cyro probe can cause blood clots as happened to me first time
Then comes the really fun part of the day there 4 - 5 hrs lying flat motionless whilst clamping down on the cut artery in your crutch, with the nurses checking out your shame every 30 minutes or so. Its agony and you are busting for a piss towards the end.
Any way I was wheel chaired out at 7.00pm and I am back at work today with a noticeable limp with a black and blue crutch.
Later this year a new partial knee for lefty, then I will be perfect in every way
Dunno what this has got to do with surround
Apart from your brain of course!!!Later this year a new partial knee for lefty, then I will be perfect in every way
And may I add, I was at work at the factory all day today.....no break!
I am that tough
With apologies, after a slight modification, sung to the tune of a well known song!
"Can't Tie me Chucky Down, Sport"
There's an old Australian stockman lying, trying.
He gets himself up onto one elbow and 'e turns to his mates,
who are all gathered around and 'e says:
Get on with it you slackers..............
Hey Hobie1dogHoping all goes well for you this year. As long as you don't end up with one of those blood clots in your lungs, you should be ok. Remember, if get short of breath, go immediately to the ER as that is the sign of a blood clot in your lungs. About 30-40% of people with undiagnosed clots die within 1 month. I waited about 3-4 weeks thinking it wasn't anything to worry about ( the male ego thing) and they told me I just made it in time to the doctors office. I was in a hospital room within 15 minutes of getting the CT scan showing the large blood clot in my right lung. I can't believe you went back to work that soon.
Thanks for all you do for the audio world. I think we all agree that you should be more highly compensated for your work.
Dear All
Had a day in the hospital yesterday having my third dose of heart surgery to burn out electrical cross pathways in various chambers of my ticker. I have had various flavours of arrhythmia's since the age of 17. I remember going into hospital at around 21 years of age with my ticker doing 240 bpm for 12 hrs, being a muscle bound youth in a heart ward surrounded by a bunch of old guys! I remember hearing the nurses whisper around the corner - he have a look at this guy. These days I am one of the old guys!!!
Anyway as you get older the problem usually gets worse and I had to go in for my third yesterday for atrial fibrillation, it really is nasty when it hits you and feels like a fish flopping around in your chest. Turns out I am the poster boy for this condition being an ex runner, current bike rider, current weight lifter and being above 6 feet 1 (strange I know).
Its really is just a horrible day full of indignities like getting your nuts shaved (starting to like the feel!), waiting around for hours before you are escorted to "the slab", then you get there and there are 8 people in the room and the machine that goes "ping". Then you are slid onto the slab (6 people in my case being 116 kg), then the joy of the prep where they wack the covers off and paint your glory and more importantly your crutch. They get to the heart via the large artery in your crutch. For just once in my life I would appreciate not getting "medical shrinkage" but no, happened again, my 7 inches reduced to say 7 mm of flaccid shame. (oh just to make everyone happy the actual average is 5.08 inches- not the mythical 6).
Then its 2.5 hrs awake live on line as the quacks do their radio ablation thing- you do feel the burning sensations. First time I did it, I had cyro ablation, that is different as you feel cold freeze head aches and hiccups occasionally. Oh, do the radio version it really is safer as the larger diameter of the cyro probe can cause blood clots as happened to me first time
Then comes the really fun part of the day there 4 - 5 hrs lying flat motionless whilst clamping down on the cut artery in your crutch, with the nurses checking out your shame every 30 minutes or so. Its agony and you are busting for a piss towards the end.
Any way I was wheel chaired out at 7.00pm and I am back at work today with a noticeable limp with a black and blue crutch.
Later this year a new partial knee for lefty, then I will be perfect in every way
Dunno what this has got to do with surround
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