Carbon Monoxide and Stained Ceilings

Posted on May 25th, 2007 by Christopher.
Categories: Hilarious.

Maybe I’ve reached the height of laziness or maybe I was just fucking around either way last night I decided I needed burn some documents.  Having thrown out my grill a few months ago I had a bit of a challenge on my hands… what to burn these documents in.  Yes I could have shredded them… no doubt.. but I didn’t feel like taking the time to shred so many papers.. burning is such a better use of my time.  After messing around for a few minutes I decided a large ceramic flower pot would work perfect  (closed on the bottom and fire resistant ).  So I dumped a bunch of papers and checks, ect into the pot.  Poured some lamp oil and busted out my blow torch and started a fire.  So far no big deal… everything started to burn just like it should.. I figured 5 minutes and I would have a pot full of ashes.  Well.. I’ll admit I miscalculated with the lamp oil.. but hey it’s not like I get multiple chances with the lamp oil (the papers were wet and I didn’t feel like pissing around trying to get them lit).  So of course 5 minutes later.. not even 10% of the papers were burned.. and I had a roaring flame in my flower pop which had been sitting in the doorway.

I was torn.. I wanted to bring it in.. (I was burning private docs) but I didn’t want to have the fire inside either… so I just settled for inside but doors and windows open with the pot close to the door.  With the fire doing it’s job I went back to my computer to do some coding.. about 20 minutes later there is a knock at my door and I thought to myself.. “God Christine is REALLY bad at telling time she is 20 minutes early”.   I peak around the corner and the landlords dumbass son is standing there…

“uhh Chris are you burning something?”

What.. am I burning something? Your standing above the flame retard.  “Yes, some documents”

Tom: “What happened to your shreader”

Myself: “Would take too long”

Tom: “Your going to give the whole building carbon monoxide poisoning, you need to do something about this”

glancing over at my $80 carbon monoxide poison detector that is hanging on the wall… “I think we are all pretty safe from that danger”

Tom: “Your going to stain the ceilings with smoke…”

Myself: “You mean worst then the mold stains?”

At this point Tom looks at me.. shrugs and leaves  and I walk over to the burning flower pot that had been raging  inferno while we talked… I was very surprised to see that only about 25% of the papers had actually burned thus far.. and decided my burning strategy had serious flaws.  So I grabbed my oven mitts and brought the burning pot to my sink and extinguished it.   When it was all said and done I ended up just tossing the sensitive documents slightly burnt into the trash (I’ve decided I should not let Christine make me paranoid about people dumpster diving).  In the end I accomplished in 30 minutes what my firewood candle can’t do burning all day and night.. a nice campfire smell to my apt.

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Christine the Lioness up'n wrote this

Talk about downplaying a situation… here’s the truth:

Christopher and I are messaging each other and he disappears for a while. When he comes back he says “Sorry, I’m burning some documents.” I assumed he was burning something on his computer onto a disk. Not really BURNING them. So I say oh. Then he disappears again and comes back and starts bitching about how his landlord’s son is such a retard because he wants him to put the fire out.

Fire? Yes, fire. He explains he’s literally burning some old financial documents in a flower pot with lamp oil.

When he tells me that Tom thinks he’ll give the bldg. carbon monoxide poisoning, I say, you can’t get that outside. Then Christopher tells me he’s burning the documents INSIDE his apartment. I start to think about all the dumbasses you hear about on the news who burned their houses down because they were trying to grill inside. I don’t say anything. I just tell him that maybe to appease Tom, he should stop.

When I get to his house to pick him up, I park and walk up the sidewalk to his door. There’s Tom, walking around the property with a garden hose in his hand. I suppose he was trying to be prepared in case he needed to use it. LOL.

Christopher opens the door and there’s literally a cloud of smoke in his living room. I couldn’t even see to the kitchen. A wave of “campfire smell” hits me in the face like a brick wall. I start to laugh and tell him to come on.

We get into my car and his clothes smell so badly like smoke, I roll down the windows. I mention that when he opened the apt. door, it stunk like smoke and he tells me that it’s almost aired out and not that bad. Of course he can’t tell it’s bad… he smells like a smokejumper coming home after a long day of fighting fires.

“Honey… everything you own… your clothes, furniture… they’re all going to smell like smoke now.” He shrugs. Not concerned. At least he wasn’t hitting bullets with a hammer or something. LOL.

May 25th, 2007

Christopher the Pyro said this

lol

She is exaggerating. Ok the lack of formatting on comments is really starting to drive me nuts… ughh.

May 25th, 2007

ProphetJoe the Irreverent penned this

‘topher the Fire Starter… his new rank/title on CVC!

May 25th, 2007

ProphetJoe the Irreverent quibbed this

Yeah, I’ve tried BR and P and nothing seems to work to force a return…

May 25th, 2007

Christopher the Pyro got all philosophical

No.

I’ve discovered the problem and I am investing my meager financial and time resources into solving this problem for the blog. I’ll be posting the solution as soon as I have it. (Discovering the problem was half the battle).

May 25th, 2007

Christine the Lioness penned this

and now the other half…

May 25th, 2007

ProphetJoe the Irreverent pontificated

Hmm, I didn’t see where Libras were supposed to be so impatient o )

May 25th, 2007

ProphetJoe the Irreverent commented

Oh, and ‘topher: while you’re repairing things, would you modify the smiley code? When I choose the standard smile, it put the smiley above with a trailing parenthesis. That is, if I choose the 9th smiley, I get the 15th smiley with an extra “)” behind it.

May 25th, 2007

Christine the Lioness hunt n' pecked this

The smileys are part of the problem with the line breaks in the comments. So I’m sure Christopher is already aware that they aren’t working quite right. ( <– Bad smiley! You suck!

May 25th, 2007

ProphetJoe the Irreverent said this

Now you went and made it cry! I thought you were supposed to be the compassionate, caring liberal… can’t we all just get along? BTW, where are T & M?

May 25th, 2007

Christopher the Pyro hunt n' pecked this

PJ, be nice to Christine she is having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that she isn’t a liberal anymore.. (no matter how much she holds on to the idea that she is.. if you remove abortion from her arsenal she doesn’t identity with the libs anymore… which I attribute to the fact that she is now rich.)

May 25th, 2007

Ivy the Soldier spake, and sayeth

no doubt about the hammer thing.. My husband’s aunt set her kitchen on fire doing the same thing.. The guy from the fire dept called her a dumbass and they fined her 100$ for starting the fire and having to come out to her place. (not the first fire she has set out here.. She has set the woods on fire multiple times..LOL) There aren’t fire hydrants down here.. They had to locate the water truck to come out there here..

May 27th, 2007

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