Unexploded nitroglycerin Yesterday was a good day. Freddie and I went on a long walk out Middlebrook road to this hill he knows and it was beautiful. Some excerpts from the walk:
F: And you could climb up this old underpass if you wanted to…[climbs gracefully and smoothly to the top.]
Me: Cool! [Scrabbling] Oops. I didn’t realize that was covered in rust.
F: We could go up that bank.
Me: I think that might be poison ivy up there.
F: Well, maybe we should go around then.
Me: No! [plunges into suspicious foliage.]
F: And this is a very unsteady pile of rotted railroad ties.
Me: Hey! Look at that vine all the way on the top of the pile.
F: Don’t climb on that!
Me: Why not?
[sound of ominous creaking and shifting from railroad ties].
Me: Oh.
F: I wonder what this white substance is on the tracks? Maybe some kind of lime?
Me: Don’t taste it!
F: Um…I wasn’t going to.
Me: What a cool field of derbris and rocks they’ve created here.
F: Yeah.
Me: [clambering wildly]
F: Wow…a detonator.
Me: A what?
F: Like from dynamite.
Me: [leaping in an unsafe manner] Really?
F: Yeah…you know, a lot of times there’s bits and pieces of the dynamite that don’t get exploded and just stay in there. Or nitroglycerin. That’s really dangerous.
Me: [slightly less leapful] And they just…blow up?
F: Yep. Tons and tons of people die from accidentally setting off left-over nitroglycerin each year.
Me: Wow.
F: We could go around this pile of derbris.
Me: [not being a chicken] Nah. Might as well go over.
F: If we die, at least we will do it in an interesting way.
Me: Exactly! Anything for press coverage.
We also saw: two wonderful empty old US Army railroad cars (I really expected once we got in them for the door behind us to suddenly clang shut and the sci-fi movie to begin. but it didn’t.); the glorious light before a thunderstorm over the hills; lots of ticks (not so glorious); a small pretty waterfall; houses on the hill; some very good lonely spots.
And then we went and saw Madagascar at the mall, and it was great. Of course. I am really proud of myself that I recognized Ali G. I mean, it took me a while to figure out why Sacha Baron Cohen was familiar, but I got it! Without help! Julian the King of the Lemurs was my second-favorite part (especially the Lemur Rave), but my very favorite hands-down is the penguins. Every moment the penguins are on-screen is a golden moment in the life of the movie-goer, really.
I also was tremendously excited by the previews for Willy Wonka (I am usually skeptical of remakes, but oh, it looks like it’s going to be good. And I hadn’t realized it’s Peter from Finding Neverland in it!) and Wallace and Grommit.
So yeah. Good day. But then I couldn’t sleep, so now I am at work and tired. But I did get to walk to the locksmith’s, which is a cool place.
F: And you could climb up this old underpass if you wanted to…[climbs gracefully and smoothly to the top.]
Me: Cool! [Scrabbling] Oops. I didn’t realize that was covered in rust.
F: We could go up that bank.
Me: I think that might be poison ivy up there.
F: Well, maybe we should go around then.
Me: No! [plunges into suspicious foliage.]
F: And this is a very unsteady pile of rotted railroad ties.
Me: Hey! Look at that vine all the way on the top of the pile.
F: Don’t climb on that!
Me: Why not?
[sound of ominous creaking and shifting from railroad ties].
Me: Oh.
F: I wonder what this white substance is on the tracks? Maybe some kind of lime?
Me: Don’t taste it!
F: Um…I wasn’t going to.
Me: What a cool field of derbris and rocks they’ve created here.
F: Yeah.
Me: [clambering wildly]
F: Wow…a detonator.
Me: A what?
F: Like from dynamite.
Me: [leaping in an unsafe manner] Really?
F: Yeah…you know, a lot of times there’s bits and pieces of the dynamite that don’t get exploded and just stay in there. Or nitroglycerin. That’s really dangerous.
Me: [slightly less leapful] And they just…blow up?
F: Yep. Tons and tons of people die from accidentally setting off left-over nitroglycerin each year.
Me: Wow.
F: We could go around this pile of derbris.
Me: [not being a chicken] Nah. Might as well go over.
F: If we die, at least we will do it in an interesting way.
Me: Exactly! Anything for press coverage.
We also saw: two wonderful empty old US Army railroad cars (I really expected once we got in them for the door behind us to suddenly clang shut and the sci-fi movie to begin. but it didn’t.); the glorious light before a thunderstorm over the hills; lots of ticks (not so glorious); a small pretty waterfall; houses on the hill; some very good lonely spots.
And then we went and saw Madagascar at the mall, and it was great. Of course. I am really proud of myself that I recognized Ali G. I mean, it took me a while to figure out why Sacha Baron Cohen was familiar, but I got it! Without help! Julian the King of the Lemurs was my second-favorite part (especially the Lemur Rave), but my very favorite hands-down is the penguins. Every moment the penguins are on-screen is a golden moment in the life of the movie-goer, really.
I also was tremendously excited by the previews for Willy Wonka (I am usually skeptical of remakes, but oh, it looks like it’s going to be good. And I hadn’t realized it’s Peter from Finding Neverland in it!) and Wallace and Grommit.
So yeah. Good day. But then I couldn’t sleep, so now I am at work and tired. But I did get to walk to the locksmith’s, which is a cool place.
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