Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Up in smoke

When I was a kid, my dad "accidentally" started a fire in the vacant field next door when he cut down some weeds using an old metal weed whacker. The metal blade hit a rock, sparked, and started a pretty good sized fire. The fire department came and the whole neighborhood turned out to watch the spectacle. It was pretty exciting, and totally raised my dad's coolness factor among the neighborhood kids.

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