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Frick... now the CPAP won't get here until Wednesday next week because it will be held up in Customs. Oh well, I'll have to just try to keep breathing...

^ Hey, you're good! You found the one and only guy in Cayman who might have been able to help. St. Thomas is on the other side of the Caribbean, though. I called my doc here in Cayman who originally diagnosed me for sleep apnea while doing a routine physical for immigration purposes. (It was pretty amazing, really. He just stuck a tongue depressor down my throat and noticed some swelling, and then set up an sleep study appointment for me a Baptist Hospital in Miami. At least 9 out of 10 GPs would have missed it, or so I'm told.) Anyway, he immediately recommended Dr. Glatz (who wasn't here 8 years ago when I was diagnosed). I called his office and spoke to his nurse who was prepared to let me borrow their machine for this weekend, but needed to check their schedule first, and sure enough it will be in use with one of their patients this weekend. Oh well, still nice to know that they are here and were willing to help (in the event that I ever have a mind freeze like this again). In the meantime, it's been passed on to FedEx, and I'll just have to rough it with a lot of ice cream and very little sleep this weekend. If nothing else, I've got one clear nostril so even if the throat gets worse, I still should be able to get enough air to stay alive. Funny that, breath. Something you need more than anything else to sustain life -- even food, water, sleep, or the ability to urinate and/or procreate, depending on your preferred use of that appendage at any given moment. Even more important than having a pair JH13's -- breath.

Got in a rush yesterday trying to get to the airport in Tampa, and forgot to pack my CPAP machine. To make matters worse, I hadn't slept for 2 of the 3 previous nights (for no particular reason). I was pretty much a walking zombie yesterday, and didn't even realize that I'd forgotten it until I got home mid-afternoon and immediately headed for bed. So now I'm in Cayman with a throat that feels like a golf ball sized fleshy mass, trying to figure out how to get the blasted thing back here! Of course, FedEx and DHL (the only courier options) are closed here on weekends, so Monday is the soonest I can hope for unless I drop $500-odd to make a quick trip back for it. Even FedEx will cost well over $100, I'm sure. Used to be you could arrange to leave something like that at the Cayman Airways check-in counter and one of the flight attendants would bring it back for you as she was passing through the airport, so long as you had good taste in perfume. But then some camel fuckers decided to fly airplanes into the twin towers, and things aren't the same anymore. Guess I'll just have to try to stay awake as much as possible this weekend to keep the swelling down as much as possible. One of the downsides to Island life, I guess. Nothing is cheap or convenient. In the meantime, I'm going to check with the hospital to see if there is a way to rent one. Doubtful, but worth a try.

Glad this man is not afraid to state his opinion; gladder that his opinion of the new and doubly (or is it triply?) expensive 009 is a rather high one; will be gladdest if that is my experience as well. Really looking forward to getting my eyes, hands, and ears on these puppies.

Worth watching to the end... "How does Danny Hart sit down with balls that big?"

Ehh, different strokes. I'd rather get naked and slide down a bannister made of razor blades than listen to the RS-1 flavor. Far, far too shrill for me.

Not sure I'd place a lot of reliance on that review. I'm a couple of paragraphs into it and already the guy has made some pretty goofy statements, such as: "The large diaphragms contain rare earth metals, including gold wire for maximum definition." Alrighty then... "By being American made, they save big bucks from having to import phones from China and can, instead, bulk up on the technology." Quick, someone call the President! This Levi guy is really on to something here. This could solve our debt crisis. We could all save big bucks by avoiding those expensive Chinese imports and just bulk up on good ole fashioned American technology instead... oh, and Grado "Labs" is such a fine example of how to stay ahead of the curve...

You're a star!

Nice! In your honor, since you're a Wrangler kind of guy:

Why didn't you throw some of those homerun balls back onto the field?

^ Nice jersey, Dan.

Jecklin Floats, but only because I ran out of rootbeer. Oh, and to play around with numbnuts when he searches for a pair tomorrow.

Sad to see all of the flooding and such. Thankfully, it wasn't a 4 or 5. Jokers like that guy hanging off the sign were nowhere to be seen in Cayman during Ivan, at least if they wanted to live to tell about it.

Funny, I just a portable painer! Ken, next time I see you, I'll show you how it works.

Ok, it's official... I hate you. I got 2 for $5 and was happy about it until you showed up!

Great news, this! I especially like the fact that they're hooking up with Chad and his gang in Salina. Wise move, because they're really going to raise the bar. It's been a huge investment, but one that should scale well when more folks like RR begin to utilize their facilities.

Strangely erotic.

Pepsi products must be on sale where you're at too! I just bought 3 bottles yesterday and 4 more bottles tonight... for the equivalent of $2.49 USD per 2-liter bottle. Normally, they're about $3.15 each.

Never guess who found me on Facebook just now... good ole Guru. Living in India now...

24 hours of foreplay is a bit much, don't you think? My gosh, boy... stick it in her!!!

Sheeeeez! Hang in there Brent. Let's hope that this takes care of it.

My gosh, only 29 years old... still a mere puppy. May you select your spirits wisely and have a most happy birthday!

Oh, but you can take the living room out of the equation... just ask the Smyth brothers (not the cough drop guys).

The guy's wife saw me getting into my car tonight, and rushed over to talk to me. She said that his feelings were hurt because he thought I was trying to tell him that he had too much junk in his yard! Duh!!! Too funny. Obviously I've never told him before, and offering him the fencing was my subtle way of saying I'd had enough of his junk. She apparently told him he was crazy to turn down my offer, so now they want the free shit. Then she started hinting around that they wanted me to pay to install the fence! Ya, right. So I'm still not sure where this is going, but I told her they would have to put it up themselves and also get rid of all the milk crates and other assorted junk that now comprises their fence. She seems to be as fed-up with his madness as I am. She then told me to wait a minute as she ran back into their house. I thought she was going to drag him out so we could kiss and make up, but no, out she comes with a coconut cream pie. I brought it to class tonight and told my students the story. One of them said, "Maybe it's poisoned... people do that, you know..." so we fed some to the stay cat that hangs out as the College, and then everyone dug in. It was quite good, actually.

You're right. Seems like they need to be replaced every 3-4 years. It's crazy because I've been in the same house for 15 years and have yet to need to replace my washer and dryer. Probably should go up to $2 each. Will raise them up next time I need to replace each machine.