Life is good this week. My old roomate is out and a new one is on the way in. Everything is back the way I like it, and my pad is once again it’s clean, spartan old self – sans mounds of useless curio crap that left with its owner. I’ve been painting, sweeping, mopping, consolodating, dusting and this place just looks amazing if I do say so myself.
That is until I just set fire to it.
I’m hiding in my room right now as the nasty burnt nylon/goosedown smoke clears. I had a candle near my new $160 jacket which apparently burst into flames simply due to the heat. I was downstairs loading what crap the old roomie didn’t take into the basement when I heard the fire alarm go off. I rushed upstairs to find the entire coat ablaze. A few good puffs from yours truly and it was all over, but my newly restored sanctum has been putrified.
The funny thing is, I heard that Thursday night the old roomate’s new bedroom caught on fire too. Has anyone seen Drew Barrymore walking around the North End?
No fricken way – that is just way too funny Dave. If you could have seen the fire in the room Thursday night. The wall was ablaze!!! Well – good to see you handled it well. Sorry bout the coat.
Posted by Monster
The coat was phattio. Granted – I’m glad I don’t currently look like an overcooked fish stick, but I will miss the coat.
Posted by David Pye
Did you buy Hasib’s old Triple Fat Goose Oakland Raiders Jacket? Damn tough loss.
Posted by Detroit Velvet Smooth from Moncton