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So I was planning on barbecuing some chicken burgers for supper this evening, but the tank ran out of propane while I was burning the shmutz off of the grille.

No big deal, I thought: I’m out of propane and I don’t have a car, but there’s a service station that does tank exchanges just a couple of blocks away. I’ll load the empty tank into a wheeled cart, drag it down to the service station, swap it for a full one, drag the new tank back – problem solved.

Additional problem the first: when I get to the service station, the attendant informs me that scarcely ten minutes before I got there, some guy with like fifteen empty tanks in the back of his truck had wheeled up and totally cleaned them out – they had no full tanks to give me.

Okay, I thought, I can deal with this: there’s another service station three blocks further on. What was meant to be a four-block round trip is now a ten-block round trip, but hey, I can use the exercise.

I haul myself down to the other service station, swap out the tank, and set off for home.

Additional problem the second: as I’m on my way back, the sky opens up in a massive thunderstorm. Normally this would just mean I get wet, were it not for…

Additional problem the third: the route I’ve chosen involves briefly crossing an open field – which is exactly where I happen to be when the storm hits.

So now there’s lightning coming down everywhere, and I’m standing out in the open, soaking wet, holding onto a metal canister full of explosive gas.

I just wanted some chicken burgers.

this hero’s journey demands resolution

I’m in the process of barbecuing those burgers as we speak. I figure if I’ve survived this far I might as well go for broke!

BURGER OBTAINED

how tasty was it??

Meat was a little overcooked, though I think I did fairly well given that the sun had set by the time I got back and I ended up barbecuing in the dark.

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