Pyros
by Daine on Aug.22, 2005, under Life, Tidbits
Wow I had like the busy weekend and now on Monday morning when usually everything falls asunder, nothing is going wrong. Nothing yet I am awake I feel rested and I have plenty of energy. What is my problem? I think I must still be running on fumes of adrenaline from the weekend. I had a bunch of the Youth kids over last night and I was once again the grill king. This time though I bought the match light charcoals instead of the old fashion kind. I still went with the big bottle of starter fluid because Jerry White the all time greatest Pyro is in many ways the father figure for all things dangerous and mechanically practical for me. So I cleaned up the grill as far as the old coals go and made sure that I had sufficient ventilation and presoaked my briquettes and dropped a match.
Boom I immediately had a great fire. And so I closed the lid and thought oh yeah I should scrape more crap off the grill with this wire brush deal. Mistake I opened the grill to get the backlash of the fire once again, but this time about burning my eyebrows off. That was wild. I still have my eyebrows but the hair on my arm next to my right wrist is all like short little stubble.
August 22nd, 2005 on 5:59 pm
Don’t you mean “Jerry White, father figure for all things…mechanically IMpractical”?
JW is a pyromaniac if there ever was one. I’m glad you didn’t catch on fire when you messed with the grill.
August 22nd, 2005 on 9:02 pm
SO STUPID!!!!
hey. I had a good time last night. Thanks for the food.
August 23rd, 2005 on 1:20 am
I just read your expertise and interests. Awesome. (Did you mean kin to us, instead of kinD to us? Took me a bit to figure that one out.) That’s really funny that you asked your mom that.
August 23rd, 2005 on 2:37 pm
I hope I don’t pass out. That doesn’t sound very fun. I don’t know if they will even accept my blood since I’ve been to Africa. We’ll see.
August 26th, 2005 on 12:43 am
I can see it all perfectly; unfortunately, I can smell it too; propellent, singed hair and burgers rare in the middle and crustafareian on the outside, producing cancerous particles as we ingest them…oh, yeah, brings me back to the good old pyro days of Jerry blowing up Aqua Net cans in the trash barrel and falling down laughing before the debris could hit the ground…never a dull moment…sorry about that energy drink…one redbull and i was manic for 18 hours…
August 26th, 2005 on 12:45 am
Guess you know the name of the new hurricane? are you boarding up or hunkering down?
names changed to protect the innocent