{"ai_pass_count":4,"analysis_step_count":9,"confidence":0.8620191353062788,"created_at":"2026-08-14T03:16:15.427865+00:00","id":228273,"node_number":"SDR9494","processing_time":2.260518789291382,"recent_steps":["net.store_session","callsign.qrz_verify","net.llm_structured_analysis","net.rules_detect","net.context_window"],"recording_id":239735,"text":"How you doing Frank? So good evening. Yeah, working on putting up a cuckoo on top of my gazebo for the last couple of days and it's all up there painted and now it's a nice fresh one as opposed to the one that was destroyed. So you asked the question about when I started drinking coffee so it comes with a story. So I lived with my grandparents for a few years and I was probably about, I'm going to say around ten years old, probably maybe a little bit younger and on Monday morning my grandmother would make bread and she would make old-fashioned donuts. And as she made them they were great and whatever and then Tuesday would come Wednesday it comes Thursday they would start getting, the donuts are getting really hard and so I used the dunk them in my mouth."}