I almost burned down my house tonight!
Posted: December 19, 2005, 9:50 pm
So there I was, it was just me the woodstove and a kitchen lighter.
I carefully stacked a few logs, some kindling and a few sheets of wadded newspaper in the stove and went at them with the lighter. After a few failed attempts to get a fire going the lighter died SO...
I did what any guy would do. I found a blowtorch. It was in the basement, next to the woodstove so I assumed *that* was what it was there for. (I live with my parents I don't start many fires)
I looked the torch over, found the sparker thing (I don't know the technical name) hanging on the end of it and decided it would be easy.
I turned on the gas (only half a turn) and put the sparker over the end.
*CLICK* nothing. No flame. wtf.
*CLICK* nothing again does this thing even work?
*CLICK* POOOOOOF
The entire torch burst into flames in my hand, it took all of my lower arm hair with it and I think i might have peed myself a little.
I dropped the torch and of COURSE it lands right in a pile of kindling, spitting flames everywhere in a fashon much more intimidating than naggy ever could have accomplished.
I ran to our 10 year old fire extinguisher, couldn't figure out how to get it out of the mount it sat in so I ripped the entire thing off the wall and ran back down stairs.
I prayed it would work, pulled the pin aimed and fired and to my relief it filled the room with that lovely white dust. No more fire, just a torch laying next to the hot water heater, wood stove, dryer - you know all those things that make sparks - still spitting out gas.
I picked it up and omfg it was hot. I turned off the gas threw it into the snow outside and continued to build the fire with matches.
I was almost *that* family that burns down their home a week before Christmas.
Be careful out there.
Fuck blowtorches.
Merry X-mas.
I carefully stacked a few logs, some kindling and a few sheets of wadded newspaper in the stove and went at them with the lighter. After a few failed attempts to get a fire going the lighter died SO...
I did what any guy would do. I found a blowtorch. It was in the basement, next to the woodstove so I assumed *that* was what it was there for. (I live with my parents I don't start many fires)
I looked the torch over, found the sparker thing (I don't know the technical name) hanging on the end of it and decided it would be easy.
I turned on the gas (only half a turn) and put the sparker over the end.
*CLICK* nothing. No flame. wtf.
*CLICK* nothing again does this thing even work?
*CLICK* POOOOOOF
The entire torch burst into flames in my hand, it took all of my lower arm hair with it and I think i might have peed myself a little.
I dropped the torch and of COURSE it lands right in a pile of kindling, spitting flames everywhere in a fashon much more intimidating than naggy ever could have accomplished.
I ran to our 10 year old fire extinguisher, couldn't figure out how to get it out of the mount it sat in so I ripped the entire thing off the wall and ran back down stairs.
I prayed it would work, pulled the pin aimed and fired and to my relief it filled the room with that lovely white dust. No more fire, just a torch laying next to the hot water heater, wood stove, dryer - you know all those things that make sparks - still spitting out gas.
I picked it up and omfg it was hot. I turned off the gas threw it into the snow outside and continued to build the fire with matches.
I was almost *that* family that burns down their home a week before Christmas.
Be careful out there.
Fuck blowtorches.
Merry X-mas.