No one wants to hear anything out of your mouth but, "Hey, guys, check these out. I went back to the LFS and scored the Dendros I had mentioned. Aren't they sweet? Even sweeter than the Dendros
@kingranch2003 has in his tank. Still, maybe he'll want to team up and we can call ourselves The Dendro Dip****s." LOL!
I never have gotten close to 12 hours. I once did 5.5 hours, in a row, but that was aided by being up for a couple of days and, oh, let's say, also enhanced by other means.
It's a Caffe Latte with two, double shots of Espresso. Looks funny but, man, are they delicious. Just like me!
Lowell is always there... lurking. Lurking Lowell or, perhaps, Lowell The Lurker!
Please see the first comment above.
Holy moly, man! I sure am glad you didn't have a much worse outcome. My father-in-law once went into a diabetic coma. It's actually how they found out he had diabetes. Yeah, he had all the signs but never said anything to anyone about them. Then the crash. He's old school. Raised in Poland after WWII. Never, ever, ask for help or let anyone know what condition your condition is in. (see song below.) Nearly cost him his life. I had to have a very serious and hard talk with him. I am happy to report that he has since let us know when something doesn't seem right.
Again, please see the first comment above.
In reference to the comment about my father-in-law...
