Firefighters hate it when helium tanks blow up - it leads to them talking in high-pitched voices.
I'd imagine they also hate the inert gas pushing out and replacing breathable oxygen. Though at least it doesn't contribute to the burning!
I am not...I am not the damsel in distress. I am not some case. I have to work this. I've lived in a cave for 5 years in a world where they killed my kind like cattle. I am not going to be cut down by some monster flu. I am better than that. What a wonder...how very scared I am.
Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jul 25, 2007 8:24:53 am PDT #83 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Kathy A - Jul 25, 2007 8:35:54 am PDT #84 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I remember the time Mom and I were driving on the bypass road around Philadelphia, and there was a fuel-tank fire happening right next to the highway and they didn't shut down the road at all! We drove past the billowing plume of flame and could feel the heat of the fire as we went past.
Daisy Jane - Jul 25, 2007 8:39:18 am PDT #85 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
This fire was pretty close to downtown and right close to some highway exchanges. I'm hearing about people abandoning their cars, trying to back up off the highways, flying cannisters. Scary stuff.
On DMN's editorial blog:
It's never good when the newspaper's former jack-of-all-war-trades foreign correspondent (now editorial board member) says during the morning staff meeting: "That sure feels like explosions."
§ ita § - Jul 25, 2007 8:47:17 am PDT #86 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The World Without Us. Sounds like a fascinating read.
Pix - Jul 25, 2007 8:55:36 am PDT #87 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
ita, I heard a great interview on NPR with that author. I'll go fetch the link...
Nutty - Jul 25, 2007 9:00:52 am PDT #88 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
It's never good when the newspaper's former jack-of-all-war-trades foreign correspondent (now editorial board member) says during the morning staff meeting: "That sure feels like explosions."
Urk.
acetylene
Double urk. They let you store large quantities of that stuff right near actual city parts where stuff happens? (I mean, I don't know shit about petroleum products, and I know that stuff is what they make torches out of.)
Kat - Jul 25, 2007 9:02:25 am PDT #89 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
So, my current house's walk score is 63 and my childhood home's score was 38. Ironically, I was much more interested in walking when I lived in my childhood home and did it way more frequently.
In the continuing sage of the universe using me as an example of karma, not only will Grace get a tracheotomy tomorrow, on my birthday, but Noah is being readmitted to his old hospital for eye surgery on Monday.
Sigh. Really, I'm reaching the whatever point.
I did go to Cost Plus to make nice thank you baskets for the nurses and docs and RTs at Huntington. I'm including coffee, chocolate, cookies... It's hard to know what to bring in. I hope that works.
Pix - Jul 25, 2007 9:02:38 am PDT #90 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Aims - Jul 25, 2007 9:04:00 am PDT #91 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
The baskets sound wonderful, Kat. That's such a thoughtful thing to do for them.
I am sorry about Grace's trach - just ... ugh.
How long will Noah be in the hospital?
sarameg - Jul 25, 2007 9:06:10 am PDT #92 of 10001
It's sweet of you to think of the team at Huntington. I think you've covered the staple emergency rations.
Sorry about the rest. Sucks horribly.