The Bunny is safe. The blame is all on me.
Wonderful approach.
By the way, Rabbits have no trouble with power cables. Somehow they seem to just take one internal wire at a time. They do get them all, but no short outs or zaps. Or maybe they do get zapped. It might be the attraction. Hmmm
I was petting mine tonight and she reminded me how soulful a bunny can be. I like Rabbits.
No subs. No problem. Since adding the Schnerzinger Grid Protector I seem pretty satisfied with what things sound like. Not really curious about what the system needs now. It is in good shape. Just play music. And pet bunnies. LOL
You are a better man than I. I might know that intellectually but I would have blown a gasket.
I have 15 REL High Level sub cables here at the moment. But only two really stupidly expensive ones. And one got eaten. It is my fault for thinking I had it safely out of her grasp. But she is a determined little bunny thang and she likes to show me up every now and then.
My wife now, she has the ability to learn what this stuff costs. We all carry the device that knows everything. Google it. (gryphon apex price)
And somehow I still live.
Perspective.
The price one pays for having bunnies as pets. My name is Elmer J Fudd! I own an audio system and a subwoofer.
Donât know why this is here but Iâm glad it is. My daughterâs Belgium boyfriend uses utensils in the European way, as show in the video, and I thought it might be a sign of a more deep-seated problem.
Iâll cut him some more slack, I guess, or at least center my attention on his many other flaws.
I had to learn to eat that way when I was in boarding school in MâBabane '68 through '71. Quickly unlearned when back in the States!
That was hilarious.
@lonson That must have been a really interesting experience! I spent a couple of weeks in Mbabane on a project several years ago. Swaziland (now Eswatini) is a beautiful country.
Yes, a wonderful place. My father became the first Peace Corps Director in Swaziland, we arrived there the week they got their independence from Britain, and we were the first American family to live in Swaziland.
I was old enough to attend Waterford-Kamhlaba school, only about 5 years in existence thenâan amazing experience I cherish and count the three years I spent there (ages 14 to 17) as perhaps the happiest in my life. An amazing education, and an amazing human experience growing up with pagans, Hindus, Moslems, Christians. . . students from all over Africa and being the only American in the school. We had to return to America after three years. . . I really really really wanted to stay. . . I felt like a total misfit when we returned to the States. . . for a long time.
Iâm a confused person. I write with my right hand but draw with my left hand. I play golf right-handed but tennis left-handed.
So Iâm eating with European way and I can finish a bit faster.
PS: I found this cool old photo of my Dad as Peace Corps Director in Swaziland with some of the volunteers he directed, including journalist Chris Matthews, et al. My Dad is facing forward by the brick portion of the wall. Young Chris Matthews is in the center.
In my youth a family friend from Scotland, who was respected enough for his name to be given as my youngest brotherâs middle name, taught me to eat this way while staying with them for a few days. Apparently he wasnât respected well enough for me to continue the practice when returning home. In response to my protests I clearly remember my father saying, âWell, weâre not in Scotland.â Great memories.
HA! Well she seems to be well fed regardless.
Where did you get that photo of my wife?