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Last night was a very unusual evening for me, no school, and no boyfriend. One class was cancelled and the other is real easy so instead of driving all the way there for that I went over to my bf's house, but he had gotten called into work. His parents are very cool with me hanging out so I got on their basement computer to pass the time on EF until Josh finally rolled in.
So I'm in Chat at night, which never happens, and I'm chuckling to myself over my amazingly witty posts that I'm delighting the nighttime crowd with. "Heehee, oh that was good! Oh I showed that butthole. Hey that was a masterpiece, wow!" Around 9:30 I'm wondering why Josh's parents would have possibly turned the heat on upstairs....I'm not feeling the heat, but I can smell the heat running up there. "Ok, whatever, back to my inimitable cleverness". About 9:45 I start up the stairs to get myself a snack and now I'm really smelling something burning. In a mad panic I accelerate through the family room and run into the kitchen.
On the stove is the smoking 8 quart boiler I put on to boil water for Josh's tea at seven fucking thirty!!! Wanna know what happens to the black teflon finish after you cook it over high heat about about an hour?? It turns off white and kind of bubbles up like the skin under a bandage you've worn for days and you've gotten it wet in the shower 2 or 3 times. So I turn off the gas burner and delicately pick up the pot and run onto the sun deck off the kitchen cause I'm afraid if I put water in the pot to cool it off the pot might crack. I put the pot down on the deck and leave the door open to air out the skinky burny smell before Josh's parent wake up. After 10 minutes the kitchen is OK and I dont hear the pot making that "tink, tink, tink" sound anymore so I pick it up to take it to the sink and guess what? I've burned a nice, big black circle on his parent's sundeck. Oh yeah.....that's right. It's a fucking beaut! Low flying aircraft are going to be able to spot that bastard right in the middle of their redwood stained deck.
So I run water in the pot and of course all the finish comes off, the bottom of the pot is completely silver, no more black teflon coating at all. And of course it stinks too.
I try to scrub the deck with a scowering pad (yeah, scrub off a burn, that'll do it) but only suceeded in scrubbing away some of the dirt below and around the burn thereby making the burn all the more noticeable. Good job. Thumbs up smart girl.
I ended up deodorizing the pot successfully and did make his tea but they're definitely gonna notice it's somehow magically become a nonstick pot. My tentative plan for the deck is to find a very fine grit sandpaper and try to sand off the burn, and if that doesnt work......surprise his parents with a nice big potted plant of at least 15" circumference and cover up the evidence.
And the moral of this story is NEVER get too cocky cause that'll be exactly the time you do something collossally stupid.
So I'm in Chat at night, which never happens, and I'm chuckling to myself over my amazingly witty posts that I'm delighting the nighttime crowd with. "Heehee, oh that was good! Oh I showed that butthole. Hey that was a masterpiece, wow!" Around 9:30 I'm wondering why Josh's parents would have possibly turned the heat on upstairs....I'm not feeling the heat, but I can smell the heat running up there. "Ok, whatever, back to my inimitable cleverness". About 9:45 I start up the stairs to get myself a snack and now I'm really smelling something burning. In a mad panic I accelerate through the family room and run into the kitchen.
On the stove is the smoking 8 quart boiler I put on to boil water for Josh's tea at seven fucking thirty!!! Wanna know what happens to the black teflon finish after you cook it over high heat about about an hour?? It turns off white and kind of bubbles up like the skin under a bandage you've worn for days and you've gotten it wet in the shower 2 or 3 times. So I turn off the gas burner and delicately pick up the pot and run onto the sun deck off the kitchen cause I'm afraid if I put water in the pot to cool it off the pot might crack. I put the pot down on the deck and leave the door open to air out the skinky burny smell before Josh's parent wake up. After 10 minutes the kitchen is OK and I dont hear the pot making that "tink, tink, tink" sound anymore so I pick it up to take it to the sink and guess what? I've burned a nice, big black circle on his parent's sundeck. Oh yeah.....that's right. It's a fucking beaut! Low flying aircraft are going to be able to spot that bastard right in the middle of their redwood stained deck.
So I run water in the pot and of course all the finish comes off, the bottom of the pot is completely silver, no more black teflon coating at all. And of course it stinks too.
I try to scrub the deck with a scowering pad (yeah, scrub off a burn, that'll do it) but only suceeded in scrubbing away some of the dirt below and around the burn thereby making the burn all the more noticeable. Good job. Thumbs up smart girl.
I ended up deodorizing the pot successfully and did make his tea but they're definitely gonna notice it's somehow magically become a nonstick pot. My tentative plan for the deck is to find a very fine grit sandpaper and try to sand off the burn, and if that doesnt work......surprise his parents with a nice big potted plant of at least 15" circumference and cover up the evidence.
And the moral of this story is NEVER get too cocky cause that'll be exactly the time you do something collossally stupid.
Hey at least you didn't catch the whole damn house on fire.. nothing a fine sand and new pot can't fix. 
Fluffy" in big loopy letters on 1/2 of the deck, suprised me with it, I was like "awwww". 
