I can not find a link to this foam that comes out of a can and then grows in size by a hundred times or so. The foam is used construction a lot because it can fix items in a place very easily and very quickly. One just sprays the foam into a place that needs help, the foam grows like crazy, items can be moved around for about 3 seconds or so and then the foam hardens to stone, everything is fixed in place within an whitish alien stone cloud.
My just called me and told me about his accident. He was fixing something in a narrow space under some swimming pool stairs. He had to use the foam to fix something in place. The foam-can exploded on him. It might have been the hot weather, or who knows what it was, but the can just exploded in his hand. The entire container of construction foam emptied itself onto my and the walls of the narrow space he was now trapped in. Within seconds the area around my was filled and my was fixed in space within a whitish alien stone cloud.
He obviously got out. He also was wearing his protective glasses, so nothing happened to his eyes. As we were talking he was still tearing off pieces of the hardened foam off his hands. “It tears out all the hair”, he said. The things that happen to us.
that's the strangest thing! and also funny. i've seen that foam do impressive things on that mechanic show on TLC.
Posted by: christa on July 27, 2002 12:56 PMThat really, really sucks for your dad. In my younger, naive days of freshman college sculpture class, I thought it would be cool to make a plaster cast of my torso. Using baby oil to keep the plaster from sticking to my body, a friend proceeded to cover me with plaster-soaked gauze from my abdomen to my chin. After about twenty minutes, they tried lifting the mass from my body, only to hear me emit a rather high-pitched scream.
The plaster had attached itself to all the hairs on my chest and wasn't going to let go without taking the hair with it. Four hours later, I was still performing a rather unique (and excruciatingly painful) method of lifting the plaster a bit, and cutting the hairs loose with an exacto knife blade. The cast was, obviously, ruined.
Lesson learned. After I recovered from that trauma, I was determined to succeed and tried again. But this time I made sure to remove all the hair on my chest, stomach, sides, back and arms, just in case. And it turned out rather well, I must say.
Posted by: bryan on July 28, 2002 02:45 PMBoy he was lucky.
Posted by: sian on July 29, 2002 07:54 AMjeaux makes art with it.
Posted by: em!ly on August 1, 2002 02:09 AMAt first I could not quite figure it out... But then I realized that it was the tail I was supposed to click at. Very “cute” drawings.
Posted by: Witold on August 1, 2002 07:24 AMBryan, your story sounds very painful. Boy, oh boy. Do you have images of your new chest cast?. I only managed to cast my fist when I was young. My chest is rather whimpy. No need to cast that... ; )
Posted by: Witold on August 1, 2002 07:27 AM