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Nice cut there
Gotta say, Imma bit jelly.
They came by Saturday and removed the top layer off our yards out front.
They'll be by soon to lay in soil, seed, netting and straw.
Guess that takes care of those pesky weeds I was going to tackle haha.
Well dammitall!
We discussed the jacket cover prior to printing.
I did not approve of this.
No f*cking way would I wear that stupid bow in my hair!
And, that is NOT my name fercripesake.
Guess Imma gonna hafta break my other foot off in someone's ass
I think you're safe Gypsy, I'm going to guess that inside the widget/gadget thing was a magnetic device and the app on the phone was more likely connected to that widget/gadget then to your pacemmaker and that the app manipulates the magnet in such a way as to adjust the settings. So unless the hacker hacked in precisely as the device was placed on your heart he/she would be unable to adjust anything. That also fits with the risk microwaves can present to a pacemaker as the main thing that allows a microwave to function is a fairly powerful magnet. But yeah it could be an interesting movie plot, they could call it "Magnetic Attraction" or something like that.Been checking my blood pressure lately - and it's much more consistently good - than before the surgery to improve it - 124/65 - 67bpm - just now - this pacemaker must be working along with the Mitral valve fix and the left coronary artery bypass recently sorted - to give me more faith in my own heart-
Something that kinda freaks me though - is that just before I was allowed to leave St Thomas's Hospital - a lady tech-cardiologist came by to check my new pacemaker - and put some widget/gadget on top of it - then adjusted my resting heart rate with what looked like a sorta IPad - so that it never fell below 50bpm - and there's me thinking that if she could lower my heart rate - then it could also be speeded up - (maybe by some hacker) - and so suddenly my heart rate could shoot up into the 100/200's or above - so beating at a VERY dangerous speed - so killing me - and possibly thousands of others with similar pacemakers - as a sort of terrorist event - maybe my imagination runs wild a bit - but could be a concern - could also be a great film script -
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Been checking my blood pressure lately - and it's much more consistently good - than before the surgery to improve it - 124/65 - 67bpm - just now - this pacemaker must be working along with the Mitral valve fix and the left coronary artery bypass recently sorted - to give me more faith in my own heart
Something that kinda freaks me though - is that just before I was allowed to leave St Thomas's Hospital - a lady tech-cardiologist came by to check my new pacemaker - and put some widget/gadget on top of it - then adjusted my resting heart rate with what looked like a sorta IPad - so that it never fell below 50bpm - and there's me thinking that if she could lower my heart rate - then it could also be speeded up - (maybe by some hacker) - and so suddenly my heart rate could shoot up into the 100/200's or above - so beating at a VERY dangerous speed - so killing me - and possibly thousands of others with similar pacemakers - as a sort of terrorist event - maybe my imagination runs wild a bit - but could be a concern - could also be a great film script -
Gypsy is smoking the good stuff
My kind of woman!Well dammitall!
We discussed the jacket cover prior to printing.
I did not approve of this.
No f*cking way would I wear that stupid bow in my hair!
And, that is NOT my name fercripesake.
Guess Imma gonna hafta break my other foot off in someone's ass
That would be CHUM-FM. It was all I listened to. When every other station was Top 40 on repeat, they played everything else. It helped make Toronto such a unique music market, giving us a great blend of the US overhype’d pop and rock, with a healthy dose of British and Euro music and a sprinkle of Canada on the side. It was a great city for a music lover and that was probably why I ditched the electrical goods I was selling and took the leap into wholesale hifi sales - which eventually led to Pro audio. It was all about the music. And at (almost) 70 years old, I am still addicted to music. But not that old shit most of you play. I am addicted to new music and every week I peruse all of the new drops for the new releases to give me something to listen to for a week . . .
You are to!
Love it! I am more into classic vinyl and outlaw country.That would be CHUM-FM. It was all I listened to. When every other station was Top 40 on repeat, they played everything else. It helped make Toronto such a unique music market, giving us a great blend of the US overhype’d pop and rock, with a healthy dose of British and Euro music and a sprinkle of Canada on the side. It was a great city for a music lover and that was probably why I ditched the electrical goods I was selling and took the leap into wholesale hifi sales - which eventually led to Pro audio. It was all about the music. And at (almost) 70 years old, I am still addicted to music. But not that old shit most of you play. I am addicted to new music and every week I peruse all of the new drops for the new releases to give me something to listen to for a week . . .
Not me FFS!I learned this a long time ago about you old geezers.
I had enough of younger women!
No more fifty year olds for me
I found you really dont need that much woodI tried smoking meat once or twice but everytime the rolling papers would get messed up from the meat juice before I could get the darn thing rolled up.
On a serious note, I too have a smoker or two collecting dust in the garage not so much from being unable to get them to work properly but more from them being a PITA to clean up and they take so long. The main thing I've learned about smoking meat is that slow and steady wins the race.
You better not get me started.
I sold my expensive turntable in 1988 and I have a couple hundreds LPS that I haven't been played since. I have some music in LP. CD and flac. But that is all demo music that I used to sell gear back in the day. My last years in Pro was all Tidal streaming . . .
I did similar work in my youth, I worked as a bouncer at a strip club. Of course there the top priority was to prevent the customers from getting too touchy feely with the dancers. Beyond that they wanted us to try to be diplomatic with the customers so they would be willing to come back. Of course if they got too far out of line then you remove them from the club. I usually had no troubles with the customers. My worst night was due to a friend of the owner who happened to have a wife that was a waitress there (just a waitress). Anyway she had a table as far from the dance floor as one could get, that was full of guys from a sports Fraternity of one of the local colleges. There were 6 of them, fairly strapping young men that likely were members of a varsity football team. They were getting a bit rowdy hooting and hollering and they kept wanting to stand on the chairs to get a better view of the dancers. Well the husband of their waitress who was also the friend of the owner, decided he didn't like how they were acting and started to try and boss them around which led to a lot of profanity folllowed with challenges to step outside. Now on any given night we had 3 bouncers and a short order cook/dishwasher in the kitchen. This guy wanted all us bouncers and the cook to join him in the back of the building in a parking lot to teach these college kids a lesson even though they hadn't gotten so rowdy as to get any of us bouncers to ask them to leave yet. In other words the fight was all due to the owner's friend getting his ego bruised when one of the college kids told him to F**k Off when he tried to boss them around. For that he was dragging all the guys there to protect the dancers outside to a parking lot brawl leaving the girls unprotected except for the bartender who had to stay behind the bar to protect they liquor and the cash register. Well I took care of the college kid I had to fight and then proceded to go back into the club to make sure the dancers were okay and in the process the owners friend got his butt kicked badly. Of course since I went back in rather then bail his a$$ out I got blamed for him getting beat up. So the next day the owner confronted me to get my side of the story which I gave to him but it was clear he was going to fire me anyway given his tone, so I quit first. I had been there about 6 months and never had much troubles with the customers, if I asked them to leave they usually did and without a bunch of profanity involved. So my only real fight there was caused by the owner's friend and in my mind if he wasn't the owner's friend he would have been the one I would have thrown out since he provoked it all. I was not going to continue to work there if I had to worry about the owner's friend starting fights.When I was a young man - I was a sorta moderator - but at bars and clubs - discos and gigs - working security - trying to diplomatically resolve potentially violent situations amongst mostly drunk and high people - and when I say 'high' it could be people taking any sorta heavy and/or psychedelic or pharmaceutical drug out there - or a cocktailof everything or anything - not just friendly cannabis stoners - who generally were the least of our worries - but these people I had to work with face to face - and try and make it thru a shift without getting my face broken - or having to break anyone else's face - so I do have some diplomatic experience in the real world - and usually managed to survive - without getting hurt - for some years - but eventually there is always someone - or a group of totally unreasonable violent people - that manage to take you down - no matter what tone of voice or words you might use - and you either end up in hospital - or dead -
in my case I was kinda dead almost - (heart stopped thru bleeding out ) - was revived by paramedics with a massive transfusion - then in the hospital for 2 months to recover - when I was just 20 years old -
So moderating online doesn't generally have the sort of violent outcomes you might see in the real world - and better suits me - at my age
It was a pitty that I would no longer be getting paid to closely watch beautiful women while they stripped down to their birthday suits and getting free beers in the process but I wasn't about to stay there and clean up unnecessary messes this one friend of the owner would make.
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There was a story where they shut off the vice prez pacemaker.Been checking my blood pressure lately - and it's much more consistently good - than before the surgery to improve it - 124/65 - 67bpm - just now - this pacemaker must be working along with the Mitral valve fix and the left coronary artery bypass recently sorted - to give me more faith in my own heart
Something that kinda freaks me though - is that just before I was allowed to leave St Thomas's Hospital - a lady tech-cardiologist came by to check my new pacemaker - and put some widget/gadget on top of it - then adjusted my resting heart rate with what looked like a sorta IPad - so that it never fell below 50bpm - and there's me thinking that if she could lower my heart rate - then it could also be speeded up - (maybe by some hacker) - and so suddenly my heart rate could shoot up into the 100/200's or above - so beating at a VERY dangerous speed - so killing me - and possibly thousands of others with similar pacemakers - as a sort of terrorist event - maybe my imagination runs wild a bit - but could be a concern - could also be a great film script -
Im thinking of increasing your security.
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Love it. I am (was)a classic vinyl freak. Not a scratch on one of them. All equipment long gone... haven't played anything in decades. Some are worth $$$$. Pandora now days.You better not get me started.
Yep...CHUM FM, even for me in Guelph CJOY left lots to be desired relative to CHUM AM but when FM came along... that opened my ears to new music. I was always disappointed that Canadian talent was brushed under the rug, I had respect for the Canadian musicians who gave up the glamor of moving out of country to try and claim fame elsewhere.That would be CHUM-FM. It was all I listened to. When every other station was Top 40 on repeat, they played everything else. It helped make Toronto such a unique music market, giving us a great blend of the US overhype’d pop and rock, with a healthy dose of British and Euro music and a sprinkle of Canada on the side. It was a great city for a music lover and that was probably why I ditched the electrical goods I was selling and took the leap into wholesale hifi sales - which eventually led to Pro audio. It was all about the music. And at (almost) 70 years old, I am still addicted to music. But not that old shit most of you play. I am addicted to new music and every week I peruse all of the new drops for the new releases to give me something to listen to for a week . . .
Because of Toronto being so close we quite often went there for entertainment, I use to go to the Electric Circus and the Colonial frequently.
Your working life reflected your interests, that's special.
Like many things in life music is subjective to personal taste.
This is true about 6 decent sized chunks of wood soaked in water first and then carefully arranged above the coals was about all I ever needed.
Ah, the jobes we had when we were young. My job was PICKING FLY SHIT FROM PEPPER!
Wow no wonder you have trouble with your eyesight now.
I have been waiting my whole life for a mentor who would teach me the discipline of picking fly shit from pepper, finally my dreams have been answered.
