Everything... good or bad in my life... seems to happen in threes.  Not superstitious but it just seems to statistically work out that way.

Tuesday the A/C died at 5:00 PM

Thursday I had a sunscreen malfunction at Schlitterbahn and am now walking around in utter pain as my shirt scrapes my flesh.

My daughter had a 8:00 AM flight this morning so I had tried to go to bed early.  But being as it was 85 degrees in the house that wasn't happening too quickly.  Every window in the house is open trying to compensate.  Last thing I did before finally falling to sleep was walk around to the back of the house to get a puff or two on a cigar at 12:30 AM.

At 1:45 in the morning... woke by my phone.  "City of Raymore" the caller ID reads.  Voice on the phone says, something... "blah blah blah fireworks blah blah blah explosion blah policeman at your front door."  I snap into semi-consciousness.  

I greet the officer at the front door, he walks me out to the driveway to view most of my neighbors, 2 cop cars, and fire truck.  And some smoldering goo in the street at the end of the driveway.

He says "Sir was this your trashcan?"


Before and After  






I personally find it very hard to believe any firework did this, especially the exploding variety.  There was no shrapnel, everything was contained to that one spot.  There was very little charred plastic.  Only the spot under as I found this morning, had any burnt marks at all (think it was the wheels).  The rest is one large heap of reformed plastic.

The trash can was empty since Pickup was the 4th and we were gone the last two days.  So there was no fuel for a firework to set ablaze.  So with no trash and no burnt plastic that means some other sustained fuel had to be present.  But that doesn't account for the boom that was supposedly heard 3 blocks away (but yet my 10 year old daughter with a window facing the scene also slept through).   I'm guessing a Molotov or some sort.

I'm just glad the lil bastages were kind enough to move it to the street and didn't do this next to my house where the can was.  

I wish I had taken pictures at 5 AM this morning when I pulled up the remains, because when I got home it had been collected by someone.  

Damn, glad everyone in your house is ok.  Any reports of weird burn patients at nearby hospitals?  Also, will T&C give you a new can?

Thanks.  New can to be determined.

Well now you've got me thinking.

I wonder what sixty five gallons of tannerite would look like.  

THAT sir would have definitely woke me up...

Though I say that... sometime around 1994 I was living in some apartments south of bannister when that explosion happened, killing those firefighters... I slept right through that, and my folks in Grandview woke from it.  Though back then my sleep may have been chemically induced by some form of alcohol.  

Thats really nuts. I'm in raymore right now. Dog sitting for some family members, I have been out here 3 nights, off Madison in one of the newer sub divisions. On the night of the fourth we left out trashcan at the end of the driveway. Not in the street. And then last night at 2200 I see some wack job carrying our trashcan from the bottom of the drive way to right up against the house and then set it down on its side and walked off. No idea where he went or who in the hell he was. I told my brother about it, this is his house, he said he has no idea why anyone would do that, he does not talk to his neighbors. Why in the fuck where they bringing the trashcan back up to the house, laying it on its side, at fucking 10pm at night.

Not a big deal, but just really weird. And then I read your story.

You say that the can had just been dumped the day or two before and was empty, aka no fuel. What was in the can before it was dumped? Was any kind of oily rags or some kind of oil based paint on rags, brushes or rollers? As some of you know any of the above items and a few more I am sure that I am not thinking of can combust without flames. Or just get damn hot. And that is just at room temperature. Add the fact that your garbage can is out there roasting, making it more possible for this to happen. Sounds like something in your can got really hot, but did not catch on fire. But wonder what caught either your neighbors or the cops eye. Why two cop cars?

Lucky you, my trash didn't run on the 4th.

I lived in the middle if Raytown and BOTH explosions scared the holy living shit out of me.

im assuming you mean a after then a before shot hehe.


that is weird though for sure. my first thought though was how did they know it was your trashcan?  I don't think they read it off of the can hehe