of neighbors, holidays and more
Did you ever wonder where your neighbors hid their brains? I know I sure did last night.
Upon checking my cell phone after bowling last night, I noticed I'd received a text message from my lovely and gracious future wife, telling me to call home immediately. She usually doesn't do that; she's usually puttering around the house, correcting papers, watching television and generally waiting for me to come home (just as I do when she's in class). And when I called, I got a bit of a shock. Apparently, our neighbor of two doors down decided that homemade wings go really great with Sunday Night Football. And while I agree with that philosophy, I do not agree with the results of his endeavor to reach snacking nirvana.
The tale goes that our rocket scientist neighbor put on some oil to heat up for his wings, and sat back down to watch part of the game while the oil heated. This is around the moment disaster struck. He forgot the oil. Yep, forgot it. And that stuff does emit a scent when heated, so as to remind the cook that you have something cooking! However, that did not work, and instead of having wings, he had a grease fire. And it wasn't a minor one, either. His kitchen was gutted.
Upon checking my cell phone after bowling last night, I noticed I'd received a text message from my lovely and gracious future wife, telling me to call home immediately. She usually doesn't do that; she's usually puttering around the house, correcting papers, watching television and generally waiting for me to come home (just as I do when she's in class). And when I called, I got a bit of a shock. Apparently, our neighbor of two doors down decided that homemade wings go really great with Sunday Night Football. And while I agree with that philosophy, I do not agree with the results of his endeavor to reach snacking nirvana.
The tale goes that our rocket scientist neighbor put on some oil to heat up for his wings, and sat back down to watch part of the game while the oil heated. This is around the moment disaster struck. He forgot the oil. Yep, forgot it. And that stuff does emit a scent when heated, so as to remind the cook that you have something cooking! However, that did not work, and instead of having wings, he had a grease fire. And it wasn't a minor one, either. His kitchen was gutted.
My future wife, who was from what I gathered from the story, was returning to our condo from the basement, when she saw our neighbor screaming for a fire extinguisher while smoke was pouring out his front door. Emergency services was called, ambulances and fire trucks were in front of my home when I arrived. Portions of a wall that were hacked out by the fire department were on the ground outside. All in all, this isn't really what I want to return home to after a night of bowling (104/98/83...I had ten boxes galore, couldn't convert spare opportunities...drat the luck).
Fortunately, my bethrothed is perfectly fine (and thankfully, she didn't go in to try to fight the fire). However, my neighbors have some work to do to make their home livable again. Maybe I'll give my neighbor a nice, safe fryer for Christmas?
Fortunately, my bethrothed is perfectly fine (and thankfully, she didn't go in to try to fight the fire). However, my neighbors have some work to do to make their home livable again. Maybe I'll give my neighbor a nice, safe fryer for Christmas?
With Thanksgiving coming up, there's not much bowling this week (my Wednesday and Friday leagues are off). However, there is a ton of things to do. Christmas shopping starts, my holiday job at the New Britain Rock Cats store in Enfield commences on Friday, three visits on turkey day...wow, a full week. I just wish the family could get together in one place, but that's not possible. Let's just say there's been a family rift for years, over what appears to be a trivial argument, that prevents us all from being in one place on holidays. Oh well, one person misses out on all the fun...based solely on his own sense of sanctimonious pride. Whatever.
I do hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday. Maybe the bowling center nearest you is open? LOL
I do hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday. Maybe the bowling center nearest you is open? LOL
