So I have a few things to say
The Decemberists concert was so good. I love actually seeing a band of
which I have been a fan for some time and know all of the words, and
with the bands I like there is little chance for that to happen.
Fingers crossed for Radiohead or Sigur Ros.
Anyways, classes are becoming a little more difficult but still it seems so easy. Today I was proactive and did laundry and studied. Wow it felt strange. The Hookah is wonderful, it is so nice to just be able to sit outside my dorm and enjoy it outdoors. We have also met a lot of people with it. That reminds me of a funny story.
So my friend Jimmy and I were out there at our picnic table tonight, everyone else had gone inside and we were almost done. To pass the time we boosted this bic lighter, not the normal kind but the three inch long ones. We had played with it so much that the flame was about six inches long and the fluid was almost out. I had the brilliant idea of filling up an empty water bottle with gas and then turning it and lighting the gas with the lighter. Jimmy decided to try it. He held down the button holding the bottle upside down for about five seconds. Then he turned it sideways, and lit the lighter. It shot out a huge flame and he threw the bottle and yelled "Shit!". After laughing to ourselves and enduring multiple confused glances we knew we should try it again.
The second time was just like the first but with less surprise, and now I wanted to try it. I filled up the bottle for much longer and when I went to light it, the gas which was inevitable there would not light. I could not figure it out, I filled up the upside down bottle, lit the lighter, and then held the flame to the open end of the bottle. I gave the bottle to Jimmy and he tried to fill it up a bit more and then light it again. It wouldn't work at first so he held the flame and soon the plastic around the end caught fire. He turned the bottle sideways, the opening towards his face, and blew on the end, and thus into the bottle.
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Boys and girls if you have learned much of anything in school you have learned about the basics of fires. They need fuel to burn and oxygen to breathe. If you understand this basic fact you must understand our folly. Now I return you to the story.
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A flame the size of a watermelon and blue as a refreshing pepsi can shot into Jimmy's face. Now his scream was less of astonished amusement and more of surprised terror. He looked at me and asked if I smelled burnt hair. I said I did a little and then had to check to make sure he still had eyebrows. Now Jimmy claims that the hair around his mouth was burnt and I believe it. Luckily no one was hurt by our ignorance, and we did laugh for quite sometime afterwords. And I believe I laughed every time I have retold the story thus far.
If you have yet to realize what went wrong I will explain it to you. When I filled up the bottle for such a long period of time the oxygen was pushed out and the bottle contained only lighter fuel. Then Jimmy in an attempt to mend the situation really made it worse by putting more flammable gas into the bottle. The gas would not light and the plastic caught. By blowing into the bottle Jimmy not only shot oxygen into the bottle but also the flame on the end, and ignited all of the gas creating a very large and hot flame. Luckily his face was far enough away that he suffered nothing worse than a few minor burns and emotional trauma.
Raul out.
Anyways, classes are becoming a little more difficult but still it seems so easy. Today I was proactive and did laundry and studied. Wow it felt strange. The Hookah is wonderful, it is so nice to just be able to sit outside my dorm and enjoy it outdoors. We have also met a lot of people with it. That reminds me of a funny story.
So my friend Jimmy and I were out there at our picnic table tonight, everyone else had gone inside and we were almost done. To pass the time we boosted this bic lighter, not the normal kind but the three inch long ones. We had played with it so much that the flame was about six inches long and the fluid was almost out. I had the brilliant idea of filling up an empty water bottle with gas and then turning it and lighting the gas with the lighter. Jimmy decided to try it. He held down the button holding the bottle upside down for about five seconds. Then he turned it sideways, and lit the lighter. It shot out a huge flame and he threw the bottle and yelled "Shit!". After laughing to ourselves and enduring multiple confused glances we knew we should try it again.
The second time was just like the first but with less surprise, and now I wanted to try it. I filled up the bottle for much longer and when I went to light it, the gas which was inevitable there would not light. I could not figure it out, I filled up the upside down bottle, lit the lighter, and then held the flame to the open end of the bottle. I gave the bottle to Jimmy and he tried to fill it up a bit more and then light it again. It wouldn't work at first so he held the flame and soon the plastic around the end caught fire. He turned the bottle sideways, the opening towards his face, and blew on the end, and thus into the bottle.
******
Boys and girls if you have learned much of anything in school you have learned about the basics of fires. They need fuel to burn and oxygen to breathe. If you understand this basic fact you must understand our folly. Now I return you to the story.
******
A flame the size of a watermelon and blue as a refreshing pepsi can shot into Jimmy's face. Now his scream was less of astonished amusement and more of surprised terror. He looked at me and asked if I smelled burnt hair. I said I did a little and then had to check to make sure he still had eyebrows. Now Jimmy claims that the hair around his mouth was burnt and I believe it. Luckily no one was hurt by our ignorance, and we did laugh for quite sometime afterwords. And I believe I laughed every time I have retold the story thus far.
If you have yet to realize what went wrong I will explain it to you. When I filled up the bottle for such a long period of time the oxygen was pushed out and the bottle contained only lighter fuel. Then Jimmy in an attempt to mend the situation really made it worse by putting more flammable gas into the bottle. The gas would not light and the plastic caught. By blowing into the bottle Jimmy not only shot oxygen into the bottle but also the flame on the end, and ignited all of the gas creating a very large and hot flame. Luckily his face was far enough away that he suffered nothing worse than a few minor burns and emotional trauma.
Raul out.