So I run upstairs, not having any idea what to expect, and find that something has caught fire in the toaster oven. We quickly escort the offending items outside, and I extricate the flaming mass from its container, letting it burn a little before finally stomping it into little bits.
(sorry, no flamage pictures)
So I guess we're not having tacos for lunch?
Feb '04
Oops I dropped by satellite.
New Jets create excitement in the air.
The audience is not listening.
Mar '04
Neat chemicals you don't want to mess with.
The Lack of Practise Effect
Apr '04
Scramjets take to the air
Doing dangerous things in the fire.
The Real Way to get a job
May '04
Checking out cool tools (with the kids)
A master geek (Ink Tank flashback)
How to play with your kids