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Disappointed that you didn't go full macho! http://hennesseyperformance.com/vehicles/chevrolet-2/silverado/hennessey-goliath-6x6/

Space and tool limitations are my biggest cryptonite as well. If I ever win the lottery, I'll have the biggest, Best stocked shop on the West Coast!

Jeff, if you'd like some decent tutorials, check out The Wood Whisperer on YouTube. He has many varied tutorials for joinery, cabinetry and son on.

Understandable. If the White Lightnin' dries up, so does the income.

Bacon omelet from Miracle Mile Cafe.

Does Greyson inherit the Raptor? I mean it is Arkansas, so I assume 8 is legal to drive there.

RIP Bob.

May your day and your entire trip in Spain be absolutely amazing!

If that doesn't make your mouth water, then you're dead.

They'd be moldy by the time they got to you.

^ Hit me baby one more time.

I have a project in Oakland (Montclair), so what does one do on their way home from Montclair? Well, one stops at La Farina bakery and drops $85 on a pear tart and two of every cookie they make. Will need to spread these around. Thursday night is dinner at Dorothy's, but even Al, Claire, Dorothy and I won't put a big dent in this haul. If only I knew a tall man with a hungry teenage son.

Impressive to say the least!

A bacon, cheese & avocado burger from Super Duper burger in Mill Valley. Fries and a chocolate shake.

It is beautiful indeed. But I have to say, you've had the ping pong table for a while now, and it's driving me crazy that you haven't built some crazy cool speaker enclosures. The sky is the limit. Think of the crazy wave guides you could ping pong!

He passed in his sleep just after 8:00 am Alaska time. I'm glad he didn't suffer.

Just talked to my Mother this morning. My Brother is completely unresponsive. He's been this way for over 12 hrs. now. He's still breathing on his own, but basically in a comatose state. Maybe he will pass peacefully. My Sister in law held her phone to my Brother's ear, so that my Mother could say goodbye. She felt good that she was able to do that. She's holding it together better than I expected at this stage.

There must be some funk in that!

He just signed a do not resuscitate order, which is way out of character for my Brother. So that tells me that he's given up. Hopefully he'll just go to sleep and not wake. I really hope it doesn't drag on. My Mom is really having a rough time. Last week they had a big scare with her husband. Out of nowhere he started having really bad dizzy spells and couldn't stand or walk. Thankfully it turned out to be Vertigo, and he's doing much better now. In the last 4 years, they've done a complete turn around. She was the one that did all the shopping, the laundry and all of those day to day chores. He stayed glued to his computer playing video games. Now she can't do those chores because of COPD and some chronic back pain (still undiagnosed). Thankfully, he has stepped right into those roles without complaint (something that absolutely flabbergasted me). So I know she was worried what would happen should he not be able to continue that. Then just when that news got brighter, my Brother took another hard dive medically. My Mom was that Mother you see on those old 50's TV shows. Everything she did was for her kids. Selfless doesn't even begin to describe her, and to now see her struggling in her later years is just really tough. Life just isn't fair. OK, I'm done rambling for now. Thanks for being there!

I hope this doesn't come across as callous, but I'm kind of hoping for quick resolution. He's not coming out of this, at least not with any real chance at a normal, healthy life. I don't want him to suffer. I don't want his wife to suffer, and I don't want my Mom to suffer any longer than need be. I heard in her voice this morning that she understands he won't pull through this.

Just had another call. He went back to the hospital this morning with pneumonia. I'm guessing this will be a recurring cycle.

It's a very strange space to be in, losing family members. Confronting my own mortality isn't really frightening to me, but the sadness and loss felt by those left is very depressing.

There's been no talk of his heart being bad. The thing is they were reluctant to do the surgery to staple his lungs to his chest wall because he's so weak. He's 6' and now I believe he's somewhere around 100 lbs. They have released him from the hospital, but he can't walk or even stand on his own. I never count him out, but I'm doubtful that he'd survive the surgery if they found him a pair of lungs. But I'm no Doctor, so maybe it's possible.

Yeah, I pretty much know what it means. I've been as prepared as one can be for my Brother's passing, and I imagine this is the beginning of the end. I now need to find a way to get my Mother through this. She's getting pretty frail herself, and I suspect she's already thinking there's not a lot to look forward to. She's called me every day for over a week, I think just to feel closer. We talk pretty regularly, but this is unusual and I sense a feeling of resignation. This morning was more a feeling of panic. I know that she doesn't want to outlive her children.

My Mother called me this morning to tell me that my Brother's Pulmonologist told him that he needs a lung transplant. He's still in bad shape and struggling to do even minor tasks. The Dr. said they've done all they can do with his failing lungs. My Mother and I are both wondering what the logistics of this are. I guess there would be a waiting list? Then of course someone would have to die, before a pair of lungs could be harvested. I didn't even know that a lung transplant was a thing. Not sure if his age and health would have anything to do with his placement on such a list. Or if he's strong enough to be able to endure such an operation? My Sister in law says that news surprised and terrified him. She was shocked as well. It wasn't something anyone had suggested might be a possibility before now. I guess I'll learn more in time.