Thursday, January 27, 2005
The Chili Incident
I made a lot of chili tonight.
As I was assembling the ingredients it became apparent that with the amount of stuff I was using that my largest pot wasn't going to hold everything. Or if it did it would be right up to the brim, threatening to overflow once the heat hit it.
So I brought in my second largest pot and split the ingredients between the two pots.
Did I mention it was a lot of chili?
So, several hours later the two pots of chili are cool enough to refridgerate. I open the refridgerator and start clearing space on the bottom shelf to hold two large pots of chili. It was then that I started playing Sokoban with the contents of the bottom shelf. It wasn't working until I figured that I could take the large industrial size jar of ketchup and move it up a few shelves. One pot of chili was wedged in the back, and the other one was mostly sitting on the bottom shelf next to it.
Only it wasn't sitting far enough back.
As I was moving the ketchup jar up, the one large pot of chili started listing towards me, and downward towards the kitchen floor.
Usually, such events have the appearance of happening r-e-a-l s-l-o-w-l-y when in reality they take like5microsecondsandbam! Only the pot of chili didn't take like5microsecondsandbam!—it fell r-e-a-l s-l-o-w-l-y, first into my lap (as I was crouched down in front of the refridgerator playing Sokoban, remember?) then fell r-e-a-l s-l-o-w-l-y, turning such that the lid was now facing my stomache and I watched in horror as r-e-a-l s-l-o-w-l-y the pot puked half its contents over me and the kitchen floor before I could stop it.
On the bright side, I now had enough chili to fit into a single pot.
