Torching?
If I thought football season would be bad, obviously I didn't foresee the evil and torturous game between UM and Clemson. This abomination of a 'game' lasted 4.5 hours and went into TRIPLE overtime. Yes, triple!! Now what, may you ask, does this have to do with me? Well, I had been patiently waiting for my husband to finish watching the game so that we could take a quick trip to Home Depot and get the finishing details for my lampwork setup. I still needed a piece of wood for the tabletop and a little fan for the fumes. I also needed the ultra-important tanks of gas and a sparker. Oh! And some type of metal contraption that could support super hot glass rods from landing on the table and causing blob burn marks.
The game was about done so I began to get ready to leave. Next thing I know, they have to go into overtime. So I sit and watch hoping that it would be quick. Of course college football overtime is NEVER quick. At the end of the first, my fears came true! Overtime AGAIN! Yes, I actually watched the 2nd overtime. Clemson scored and then UM scored...3rd overtime! At this point I was on my knees and on the verge of tears. It was too dang late already to actually do any torching and all that time down the drain. We did finally get to Home Depot to get the required materials. It was almost closing but we made it in and found everything but the fan and forgot the sparker.
Come Sunday, after a trip to Ace and the in-laws, the torching table was up!! --for you my darling-- My uber-babe, wonderful husband who is the best and most charming man I know, put it all together for me. Plus he did an awesome bendy thing to the bracket to angle the torch just right for moi. Hooray! It's all beautiful, neat and quite spacious. I look around and notice that it's quite windy. Well, duh, there's a hurricane on the way! But it was so far! How could it affect the wind already?! I light up the torch a few times, get scared and turn it back off. After watching the wind for a good hour, I decide it's calming down - riiiiiight. I go out, spark the torch and actually begin melting a black glass rod. Next thing I know, a gust of wind blows and the flame whips around and almost licks my hand. Trying to keep my composure, I concentrate on not burning my hand and keeping the blob of hot molten glass on the rod and not on my pants or on the table. I turn of the torch, mash the blob and run back inside to have a little freak attack before finally realizing that the day was not meant for torching and pack everything back up. Oh, woe is me! Maybe another day. Sometime after Hurricane Rita! Jeez! 1 day and half off from work and no torching possibilities.
The set-up...
The game was about done so I began to get ready to leave. Next thing I know, they have to go into overtime. So I sit and watch hoping that it would be quick. Of course college football overtime is NEVER quick. At the end of the first, my fears came true! Overtime AGAIN! Yes, I actually watched the 2nd overtime. Clemson scored and then UM scored...3rd overtime! At this point I was on my knees and on the verge of tears. It was too dang late already to actually do any torching and all that time down the drain. We did finally get to Home Depot to get the required materials. It was almost closing but we made it in and found everything but the fan and forgot the sparker.
Come Sunday, after a trip to Ace and the in-laws, the torching table was up!! --for you my darling-- My uber-babe, wonderful husband who is the best and most charming man I know, put it all together for me. Plus he did an awesome bendy thing to the bracket to angle the torch just right for moi. Hooray! It's all beautiful, neat and quite spacious. I look around and notice that it's quite windy. Well, duh, there's a hurricane on the way! But it was so far! How could it affect the wind already?! I light up the torch a few times, get scared and turn it back off. After watching the wind for a good hour, I decide it's calming down - riiiiiight. I go out, spark the torch and actually begin melting a black glass rod. Next thing I know, a gust of wind blows and the flame whips around and almost licks my hand. Trying to keep my composure, I concentrate on not burning my hand and keeping the blob of hot molten glass on the rod and not on my pants or on the table. I turn of the torch, mash the blob and run back inside to have a little freak attack before finally realizing that the day was not meant for torching and pack everything back up. Oh, woe is me! Maybe another day. Sometime after Hurricane Rita! Jeez! 1 day and half off from work and no torching possibilities.
The set-up...
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