Noises.
July 30, 2003
One thing you do *not* want to hear in Arlington is an explosion. But that’s what we heard last night. Sarah, a friend of ours, and I were watching some Mystery Science Theater shorts last night when there was a sound very much like a shotgun shot _right behind us_. Or an electrical transformer blowing out.
There were a number of things that went through my mind at that point: did we have a catastrophic electrical failure causing a fish tank to explode? Did a cat tip over the frog tank? Did one of our surge protectors go? Did someone just get shot next door?
Thankfully, the answer was “none of the above.”
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Instead, a can of Coke in the soda-fridge had just gone “boom.” I’d apparently set a can a little too close to the teeny-tiny freezer unit. The inside of the fridge was quite impressive: soda slush all over creation.
The previous owners (aka “my parents”) had warned me about this. But did I listen? Noooooo. Just like I didn’t listen when they said I should study English, not Computer Science. Or when they said not to date scary women.
Well, right again Mom and Dad.
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July 31st, 2003 at 12:04 am
that’s excellent, man - i didn’t listen to mine about the very same thing (Comp Sci over English, that is… although i think i’ve done the other two as well), and you know where i’m at… heh. Glad to hear the explosion was a minor one.
July 31st, 2003 at 4:39 am
I told you so.
John, John, John. Listen to the voice of experience.
July 31st, 2003 at 4:16 pm
If we listened to our parents, that’d just encourage ‘em.