Ahh, we do have something in common. A friend and I were into making model rockets from scratch. We prefered the saltpeter/sugar mix the best, and yes we did heat it and pack it into special handmade rocket engines. I prefered the ones made of PVC pipe as I could make those at home, my friend on the other hand worked in a metal fabrication shop.
Needless to say we had a good time and although we had a few close calls, no one ever got injured!
Posted by
Jeff A on 07/05 at 06:16 AM
on friday i happened to mention to a coworker that my brother and i use to engage in match fights. match fights? she asked. since we were outside (office picnic) and just happened to have a match book handy, i showed her. well, we won’t be playing that today, she said.
of course not, i replied. but part of me, secretly, so wanted to play. bit of a pyro indeed.
Posted by
pea on 07/05 at 08:55 AM
i guess this is something that’s ingrained in the minds of all little kids. well, most of us that is. my passion at that age revolved around gas bombs ignited with model rocket fuses. most of them were pretty inert but the last (and largest) of them that i built pretty much cured me of that habit, the same as it did you.
Posted by
P on 07/05 at 10:09 AM
Oy! I too am guilty of having had a passing fascination with matches around 5th or 6th grade. In hindsight, I can only say, “Thank Heaven the couch was fire retardent!!” (-;
Posted by on 07/05 at 11:36 AM
OH MY GOD, WHEN DID ALL THIS HAPPEN????? where was i? well, actually i’m glad i wasn’t there, but damn......did you at least take the bikes out of the garage first???
just thinking about large, leaping, open flames in that garage makes my blood run cold.
Posted by on 07/05 at 12:05 PM
I was never much into the whole fire thing but in my college theatre shop we were known to take the glass sparkletts bottles and pour a tiny amount of denatured rubbing alcohol in, swirl it all over the inside of the bottle coating it completely, turn all the lights off and then VERY, VERY carefully drop a lit match inside. Quite the lovely blue fire donut inside the bottle. The trick was getting your hand out the way before the flame shot out of the bottle opening. It was a quick thrill...but a pretty one.
Posted by
Miss Bliss on 07/05 at 12:09 PM
See, I knew you had great things to teach your new son...providing Kel doesn’t ground you both!
Posted by
Shannon on 07/05 at 12:44 PM
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