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Except that I can prove that I made wood before Headphile's inception. I remember it well, it was 1977 and Leif Garrett came on the TV. I had to put a pillow in my lap so my parents wouldn't see.

And may I add looked fantastic! The particular piece of stock he used on your pair had absolutely phenomenal graining.

I believe that's exactly what Himmler said regarding Hitler.

I think that the man offered a legitimate service for those who wanted a headphone that was set apart from others via wooden mods, although some of his claims on the resulting sound signatures were vastly overstated. I also think that some of his creations sounded pretty good. I can attest that his minor modding of the K340 did indeed improve the sound, though not in a huge way. He also gave people a stand with which to display their cherished phones. I also enjoyed some of our early messages back and forth. Sharing woodworking stories and such. On the flip side...the Darth Beyers were a head mounted whoopie cushion IMO. They sounded like flatulence with a headband. Worst fucking things I ever heard. I couldn't and still can't understand why so many raved about them. That coupled with Larry's opinion that no one else had the right to build a wooden headphone stand, or modify a headphone with wood involved, left a sour taste in my mouth. I mean it was actually as if the guy personally invented and patented wood. I had problems with Larry the wood Nazi. P.S. Like Ben, I too was surprised he was still in business.

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What the hell is a Vixen?

Never had Strep, but my Sister used to get it a lot. I know it sucks vicariously. Feel better soon Raffy!

Exactly how I grew up. I can recall many times that my Mom was helped out of a ditch by a passing motorist. I can also recall Dad gathering us boys after a heavy snow, to go seek out people in need of help. When I left Anchorage in 2001, I ran into more than one individuals who'd pull over, then offer to pull you out for a high price. That pissed me off. But still, for everyone of those there were at least 10 good hearted people willing to help without thought of gain.

Don't misunderstand me, I don't feel that it's a shame we feel frightened about stopping to help someone. I feel that it's a shame that we need to feel frightened to help. And I don't condone anyone putting themselves in any kind of danger. Each situation should be individually assessed, and any doubt should rule out. When I lived in Portland, OR I was driving downtown one night, when I came across a woman with her car hood up. She tried to flag me down, even jumping in front of my car. Something just didn't feel right, and she seemed way to aggressive for a woman surrounded by open businesses, where she couldv'e gone to call for help. I continued down the street and noticed two large guys peeking around the corner. I'm certain that was a robbery setup. Yesterdays situation looked harmless, as I had full view of her car and the surrounding area. So I took a chance.

I'm not always a good guy though. My first thought was that I didn't want to be bothered. Then it was "she's probably fine". But those niggling questions pop up fast ... Is she having a medical emergency? Is she lost? What if that was my Mom? I know that it's a different world today, but does it have to be?

Remember when the first car that drove by would stop to help, if you were broke down? On my way home from work yesterday, I saw an elderly woman standing by her car on the side of the road. I almost drove right past, but something said stop. Upon asking, it seemed she had a flat tire. She didn't exactly seem thrilled that I had stopped, not at first anyway. But once I offered to change the tire for her, she seemed to warm. Turns out her spare was also flat. So I suggested we take both to a near by tire shop. Once there the fix was easy, inexpensive and quick. On the way back she admitted to me that at first she wondered if I was up to no good, and had been wary of my real motive. I told her I completely understood, but how sad is that? Not everything about the "Old Days" was good, but I sure miss the good deeds. I learned about doing good deeds from my Parents and from Cub/Boy Scouts. Do kids learn about good deeds today? The woman (Beverly) offered me $20.00, and was almost miffed at my refusal to take it. Until I explained that not only would my Mother be appalled, but that the kindness is and should be it's own reward. I could tell by the glint in her eye that she was thrilled that "her era" was not completely gone. As for me...I've strangely been on cloud nine since. I often struggle at being the person I aspire to be, but today I feel good. Teach your kids about the value of good deeds. As they are not just one sided affairs. Off to save the world, one flat at a time.

What qualifies as too many? 42,176, 394?

Gorgeous!

Happy Belated Birthday Ryan!

Well it drives the K1000 with aplomb, so I have no doubt it will do so for the 02 as well. It also does wonders with my custom two way monitors. There is real magic with this amp!

Me thinks you're gonna like it!

Yes it is! I was in the 8th grade. BTW, I saw George Jones a few years back. Great performance! He said it took three separate recording sessions to complete 'He Stopped Loving Her Today', because he couldn't stay sober enough to finish. He had no memory of recording it though.

I'm pretty sure I remember Brent saying somewhere that he's tried plenty of hand jobs already.

Dealer demo set of what?

So when do we get to see Vicki's completed bike, or did I miss it somewhere?

Happy Birthday Kevin!

Halibut is more expensive than salmon in Alaska too.

R.I.P. Richie

Colin, now that you're near Halibut country, I'd recommend you try it in the curry. It will hold up well, and is delicious.

Being a working class family with four kids, my Mom was always trying to stretch a dollar when it came to meals. One of the cheaper meals to fix was a Southern staple...pinto beans and cornbread. It was a favorite of my siblings and I. It's a meal I make a few times a year, but yesterday I decided to change it up a bit. I decided to fry up a half dozen strips of a good quality peppered bacon, then saute a diced Red bell pepper in the bacon grease. The bacon was crumbled and added to the cornbread mix, along with the bell pepper. It was a great addition, especially with the pinto beans smothering the cornbread. Yummy!