Getting hot in here
Posted by Glen in on 28 Apr. 2003, 12:43 pm
I awoke at 7:00 this morning after four hours of sleep and couldn’t fall back asleep; somebody must have lit a fire under my ass [Insert cliché action movie call to arms here, such as “It’s go time” or “Lock and load”]. Something about the semester being almost over, blah blah blah, three projects to finish, yadda yadda yadda, a thesis to write, etc. In other words, little more than the date has changed in the last month. Step 1: Update blog. Step 2: ??? Step 3: Look back on grad school accomplishments.
Speaking of fire, Rachel made blackened salmon last night. That was some fine fish, but my respiratory system is still reeling from a severe case of smoke inhalation. Previous blackening episodes have left one or two rooms in the apartment relatively smoke-free, but Rachel went all-out this time. There was so much smoke that a thick layer formed three feet off the ground, extending to the ceiling and eliminating any chance of normal breathing while standing, just like in those fire safety videos where they light the curtains on fire and the temperature rises to 3000 degrees within two minutes. Falling back on my elementary school training from the Urbana Fire Department, I dropped to the ground and crawled over to my window, crouching there and gasping for precious fresh air for a few minutes while the place aired out. Dave one-upped me with a damp cloth, enabling him to enter the kitchen long enough to fetch his plate and retreat back to his room to eat while the food was still hot. Rachel and the cats were strangely unaffected, going about their business as usual.
Tomorrow: A much-needed rant about no-free-lunch, the open source movement, and why kneejerk anti-RIAA types have persuaded me to kick my Kazaa habit.
Comment from Katie on 28 Apr. 2003, 1:06 pm :
The fact that you and Dave needed to take such drastic measures to breathe while Rachel and the cats went about business as normal just proves a fundamental law of the day: Men are inferior.
Comment from Kanishka on 28 Apr. 2003, 3:33 pm :
Correction — “Hot in herrrrre”
Comment from Hot Chick on 28 Apr. 2003, 4:04 pm :
I am getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off….
Comment from Glen on 28 Apr. 2003, 7:43 pm :
Two r’s. Hot in herre.
Comment from EYC on 28 Apr. 2003, 7:43 pm :
Katie, or perhaps women just have an under-developed sense of smell? *sigh* Women…
Comment from Katie on 28 Apr. 2003, 8:25 pm :
Sense of smell? I believe it’s a matter of being able to breathe, not smell…
Comment from EYC on 28 Apr. 2003, 8:35 pm :
So you’re saying tha Rachel can’t cook? Nice sister….
Comment from your sister on 28 Apr. 2003, 10:13 pm :
In what was … PERHAPS … a coincidence, I nearly set our deck aflame yesterday evening while attempting to grill steaks. Eric happened to go outside and discover the conflagration that was occurring in the grill. Note to self: must clean gas grill before each use; otherwise, old food particles act as kindling.
Comment from EYC on 29 Apr. 2003, 11:17 am :
Too funny….
Comment from Mother of the Bride on 29 Apr. 2003, 4:33 pm :
It makes sense that Rachel and the cats were unaffected BECAUSE THEY’RE HORIZONTALLY CHALLENGED!
Also, Rachel, you must stop treating Glen as an idol! Giving him burnt offerings! REALLY! (Sorry, Bible joke, couldn’t resist! heehee)
Comment from Mother of the Bride on 29 Apr. 2003, 4:35 pm :
Oops! My bad! VERTICALLY CHALLENGED! (I only have two bachellor’s degrees, no graduate)
Comment from EYC on 29 Apr. 2003, 7:47 pm :
This family completely kills me!