Last night I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed, and I hear a loud Kaboom! from the kitchen...Tim is in there trying to fix the stove. He had just hooked up the propane outside and was trying to see if the oven still worked, because the stove top doesn't. Which, is apparent because of the broken pipe and all...well KABOOM!...
I yell for Tim, because it is obvious that a large man just did a pile drive into the floor of the kitchen...and I get no answer. I yell again and he comes to the door. I asked five or six times what just happened and if he was OK. The only replies I got were, everything is fine, there is absolutely no problem...followed by the smoke alarm going off. Again, nothing is wrong. Isaac runs into the kitchen to see what just happened, and Tim finally says, "we might have had a small fireball". I then hear him ask Isaac, "dude, is my beard ok?"
Isaac said the flames were a foot above the stove. Tim happened to have his head IN the oven checking to see if the flames were on in there...The only evidence of his head and upper body being attacked by a giant ball of fire is the 4x6 patch of hair on his forearm where he must have swung his arm up in front of his face to shield his beard...
