On Fri, 04 Jul 2008 03:01:40 GMT, with neither quill nor qualm, "Ivan
Vegvary" quickly quoth:
It was probably a set of tanks which hadn't been shut off and the
hoses purged. That little bit of acetylene blew the shell clear off
the van. Unreal! Leave it to a Floridian NOT to notice that the
vehicle stunk of flammable gas before lighting up. There's an Obama
voter for ya. (Hi, Ed.)
Such is the irresistible nature of truth that all it asks, and all it wants,
is the liberty of appearing. -- Thomas Paine
*It also points out the power of a cigarette addiction*
I once knew a long term smoker to be on oxygen for his breathing problems. He
in a smoke-free clinic to see the doctor about his problem. He told me, "I'm
outside and have a cigarette - if it kills me." Well, it didn't kill him right
he's dead now.
Don't worry about going to see Marlboro Country, just keep smoking your
you'll get to "Marlboro County" sooner than you'd like - SIX FEET UNDER.
My father died at the ripe old age of about 61. I *think* about 60 camels a day
him die. Yep, he was a chain smoker - light the next one with the current one.
right then but
Some people prefer to make rational decisions for themselves. To many
smokers that bit of daily relaxation for decades has a lot more value
than a few extra years in a nursing home waiting to die.
My dad died from smoking. He *slowly* suffocated from emphysema over a
10 year period. "Waiting to die" sounds much more peaceful than it
really is. "I just want it to be over" was a constant theme for him in
the last stage.
Smoking also increases the risk of heart failure. The REALLY lucky
smoker will just keel over. If it happens at 61, maybe that's no so lucky.
A couple times I have jumped into my work van in the morning, shoved the key
in the ignition, and said to myself, "wait a second, what is that odor?
Acetylene!" Jump out, leave the doors open for a few minutes! I will
probably be on one of those videos some day!
Smoking kills the sense of smell. A non-smoker easily identifies
the garlicky aroma of acetylene, or the distinct musk of methyl
mercaptan in leaking natural gas or propane, and can get out before
it's too late.
Some smokers can get Skunk sprayed and think nothing of it.
If you keep carrying and storing Acetylene bottles inside an
enclosed van on a regular basis, you COULD BE. Because the dome light
switch makes a pretty good sized little spark every time you open the
door, long before your nose could have a chance to warn you.
Take the bottles out at night and over the weekend, whenever you
don't need to carry them. Build a sealed box to store the cylinders
in, and/or install motorhome style roof vents and operable side/rear
windows (the tip-out type) so any vapors can't build up.
And remember that acetylene bottles have fusible plugs that will
dump the entire contents if they overheat, including the acetone
filler. Oxygen cylinders have rupture disks. You do NOT park in the
sun with gas bottles inside and no ventilation.
GTE had special heavy sheetmetal steel boxes built that vented to
the underside of the van and sealed to the inside, and that was only
for carrying one or two MC bottles. Anything bigger, and it went in
an open truck bed only.
And we still didn't carry it around unless we thought we would need
it that day.
funny true story
I lived in a small town in Connecticut for several years, and the
barbershop where I got my hair cut was run by an individual that
ran a sports book on the side [or possibly the barbershop with
the sideline...]. He was very good about taking bets but was
sometimes a little slow about paying, and was known to have
memory problems about how much was bet, the odds, or even the
wager when the event went against him [although his memory seemed
fine when he won].
One day he closed the shop at 5:00 on the eve of a long weekend,
went out and got in his car parked behind the shop, and when he
started it and tapped the brakes pulling out, the car blew up.
The damage was extensive, with windows broken on the second and
third stories of buildings in the alley, and the entire back half
of the car was blown off. He was not seriously hurt, although
singed by and deaf from the blast, although it took some time to
remove him from the vehicle as he had the back seat packed with
camping/fishing gear and this had been blown forward jamming him
against the steering wheel.
He immediately paid off all his outstanding "business" debts [in
some cases with interest], and it was only later the BATF
investigators determined that the explosion was due to a propane
leak on his camp stove that he had in the trunk, and when he
tapped the brakes it made a spark at the brake light.
I worked on a job site where someone started cutting the gang box locks with a
torch. You couldn't get to the locks with a bolt cutter.
Someone else decided a way to stop it was to "surprise" them. A slightly leaky
tank was left in one and when the torch got close enough it really got their
Of course, it was an "accident" that the the leaky tank was left in there, but
out who was cutting open the boxes at night. We had all kinds of policies and
come down from the safety department -- but we had no more gang boxes cut open!
I missed the Staff meeting, but the Memos showed that Gunner Asch
wrote on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 12:39:23 -0700
right then but
Yeesh, their breath probably scared off the Angel of Death. Or
he thought they were already dead. :-)
The 2000 Year Old Man attributed his longevity to eating a pound of
garlic right before bed. In the night, the Angle of Death would wake
him, and he'd say "Whoooo hiiis hiiit?" and the fumes would drive him
"I had just been through hell and must have looked like death warmed
over walking into the saloon, because when I asked the bartender
whether they served zombies he said, ?Sure, what'll you have?'"
from I Hear America Swinging by Peter DeVries
"Al Patrick" wrote
A few years back in Las Vegas, a resident of a trailer park was sitting
outside having a smoke and using his oxygen tank at the same time. He had
emphysema. EMTs and FD rolled. Camera crew arrived and was filming. A kid
about eight years old came into the scene holding the remnants of an
aluminum O2 bottle and asked if this was something important.
A great lady I knew finally died from emphysema. She had security
clearance, and used to be one of the gals that shuffled blueprints across
the huge Boeing construction hangers powered by roller-skates. She had an
interesting life, but it was hard to watch her die.
I was doing that not long ago.
Three packs a day.
Finally decided I'd rather quit than die and just quit.
THEN the price of cigarettes went sky high!
In the end, there isn't a day goes by that I don't think I want one.
But I'm glad I don't _have_ to smoke any more.
This "story" is lacking some details, me thinks.
(EMTs and) FD rolled. To put out the cigarette?
Camera crew arrived and was filming. Someone smoking is newsworthy, or they
were making a documentary?
They probably weren't filming, maybe taping or transmitting to the studio.
Someone shot the oxygen bottle? From a grassy knoll?
A kid about eight years old came into the scene.. He wasn't in school? Oh,
it happened in a trailer park, that explains everything.
I still have to wonder how much money the kid got for the scrap of aluminum.
Maybe enough for a 6-pack so he could get his cousin Irma drunk and knock
We never will hear the full story because what happens in Vegas, stays in
Irma later becomes a stripper, I bet.