Dynamite Explodes
Posted by Deutlich on December 24th, 2007 | Filed under: UncategorizedMany years ago, I was the proud owner of a ‘94 Geo Metro LSI, which I had for eight years. It was a lot like the Little Engine That Could (and I mean that literally).
Due to it’s lackluster abilities and less-than-frequent upkeep, everything on this car went to shit. I mean, everything.
While the ‘rents were still together and happy, prior to my brother’s entry into the Marines and while I was still in college, we lived in a ridiculously expensive single family home in a place called Kingstowne. Right.
Picture million dollar houses with expensive BMW, Mercedes and Lexus vehicles… and my rusty Geo.
Oh, it was great.
At one point I really needed the routers replaced, so I enlisted my brother and his friend, Jack, to do the grunt work. To say that the two of them were borderline crazy might be an understatement. To acknowledge that these two, especially when together, wreaked total havoc would certainly be more appropriate.
Maybe I should’ve thought of that before enlisting their assistance?
Now, picture a post-9/11 Northern Virginian town with a heavy military presence. You may know where I’m going with this…
While they worked on my car outside, I was in my room above the garage. As usual, I was futzing online.
Suddenly, I hear this HUGE explosion that rocked the entire neighborhood. You can say that my heart lepped through my throat and be completely accurate. So, I ran downstairs to see where the commotion was coming from. As I opened the front door, I noticed several neighbors mimicking my behavior because the big boomy noise wasn’t exactly expected.
I see Jack standing next to my car, completely stunned by what had just happened and staring blankly at the spot where my wheel normally was.
…uh, oh.
He’d used a quarter stick of dynamite to blow the router off my car. The rust and its old age were making it exceedingly difficult to pull off and being that my brother & Jack fixed cars for fun, that was saying a lot.
Right.
Dynamite.
On my car.
Dy-na-mite.
To this day, Jack’s response to the whole thing is a sheepish, “Hey, it worked. Beautifully, I might add.”
He’s right.
It did work.
December 24th, 2007 at 8:13 pm
How does one acquire of stick of dynamite these days??
December 24th, 2007 at 8:16 pm
I have NO idea! Although, it’s probably better that I don’t…
December 24th, 2007 at 9:03 pm
okay… I work on cars for fun – and have done my share of stupid (ahem…destructive) things but have NEVER thought of Dynamite.
See? Now i’ve got to try it!
December 24th, 2007 at 10:55 pm
Katana – Don’t do it!!! Jack is certifiable, so I can kindasorta see how he’d come to such an idea but he could’ve blown his head off.
So@24 – Turns out the dynamite was already in our garage. While my brother has no recollection of how it got there, he’s pretty positive he was the one to procure it. Crazy kids.
December 25th, 2007 at 2:53 am
WOW. That is crazy.
December 25th, 2007 at 4:59 am
Agreed completely. That’s why those sneaky fuckers did that shit while I wasn’t paying any attention.
December 25th, 2007 at 5:13 pm
How ridiculous is that!?
December 27th, 2007 at 4:26 am
I have 4 brothers and I’ve never seen a stick of dynamite. Your brother sounds special.
December 27th, 2007 at 4:26 am
I have 4 brothers and I’ve never seen a stick of dynamite. Your brother sounds special.
December 27th, 2007 at 8:44 pm
Jamie – it’s so ridiculous that I can’t even formulate a proper word for it’s description
GIAGW – Oh, he most certainly is very special. I still want to know where the hell he got it from.