Fire In The Hole! « Davemania

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Fire In The Hole!

TheOneAndOnlyDave (aka Toaod) made a recent post on fireworks which jogged loose a memory fragment buried in the crusts of accumulated cerebellumic time.., eh..., whatever that means. In other words, I remembered something. Better?

Fireworks are as much fun as they are a danger to youth. And in my youth (as if I'm a thousand years old or something) I've pulled some stinker stunts as did my friends. The neighborhood kids would break out the bottle rockets and we would have wars. Fortunately nobody ever really got hurt - except due to the occasional fast fused firecracker that blistered and numbed thumbs + fore fingers.

Now for the story I promised Toaoder. I had been shooting off Bottle Rockets in the front yard in the broad daylight, aiming them across the street at an empty lot. Every once in a while one would zip from the bottle in a wild unpredictable arc..., sometimes low, sometimes too high, or extremely left then spiraling to the right.

I lit one rocket and just as I stood back, a police cruiser suddenly came blasting down our street, only then kicking on his siren! The fuse was lit - I eyed the cop car, then the rocket - the rocket - the cop car - the rocker... the look on the face of the cop as the bottle rocket went straight for his OPEN car door window - and exploded about 1 foott from the man's face.

My life flashed by me in several prison scenarios, me being the star player. The flushing of my face, the guts wrenching in my stomach - I knew I was dead meat. The cop and his partner screamed something out the window - faces red with fury - and kept going. I guess the call they were on must have been really big time serious. Non the less I packed up my fireworks and ran in the house hoping and praying the police didn't come back for me.

To this day my parents never knew a thing about that mishap - and no - the police never came back for me. Lesson was learned and I never was quite that reckless again... well ... sort of.

There was another fireworks incident - but I reeeeeaaaalllly don't wanna go there. And you thought it couldn't get much worse huh. Maybe I'll save that one for around the 4th of July. Anywho - that's all I got for ya right now.

Posted at 10:50 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool


	Toaod December 15, 2005 11:51 PM PST Last time I came there to Arkansas I bought a case of bottle rockets. And oh man, that is a classic tale of youthfull merriment.


	AbbyNormal December 15, 2005 11:04 AM PST Explosives. What is it with guys and explosives!! And don't try to say you don't still have a stash of bottle rockets! I know you do, I KNOW it!


	Penny December 15, 2005 08:30 AM PST Uh, Daveman ... have you checked out those pictures they have in the Post Office lately? I think you might want to ... grimaces, ducks head and slowly backs away


	plh December 15, 2005 07:38 AM PST i just woke up a widdle wile ago Daveman - got online did my email stuff and looked at our blog for tags/comments - then did my rounds of friends stoppin here - all i see first when the page opened was... Fire In The Hole! so i ducked and pinned my nose closed really tight between my two non-typing fingers - everytime Fire In The Hole is called out here its because Rob has cut the cheese, burnt the hair on his hiny and cant even stand the smell of his own flatulence - so he yells... Fire In The Hole! hehehe Dang you Daveman!

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