I am planning to melt some Jello, to see whether, when it cools, it firms back up again. Why? Because I will have some spare Jello, after I make a recipe, and I always wondered if it would.
I once threw a four-cushion couch off a third-story back porch (with a friend of mine), giving it a lot of loft, and accompanied by animalistic screams, just to see what would happen. It made a GREAT dent in the yard, but broke into far fewer pieces than we hoped for.
What have you done, just to see what would happen?
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When I was about ten years old, I wondered what would happen if I dripped some water from my bedside glass on the bulb of my bedside lamp. Of course, it shattered into lots of little pieces. I rather sheepishly went down to my father and told him what I had done. He came and helped my clean it up and patiently explained to me the scientific reasons for the phenomenon (he's a physicist). He did not get angry at all. But he did tell me, "Never do that again." And I never have.
I'm sure your dad could see that you did in a spirit of inquiry, rather than mischief, bless his acuity.
I can't remember anything like that. Perhaps I don't have the requisite scientific curiosity.
My 'what if's" tend to be more experiential. "What if we left early tomorrow morning so we could have a picnic lunch by Niagara Falls and then drive home?" Or "What if we set up a table with linens, candles and china for a football tailgate party?"
Somehow, watching Jello set isn't quite as fun. Just my opinion.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be just like my wonderful daddy, so I decided that I would shave my face...without soap and water (because I didn't realise I should use hose too) just an old fashioned metal razor.
I didn't feel a thing at first but my goodness did my cheek bleed!
God Bless.
I love that story! I'm surprised more kids don't have that one in their memories.
I did roll a comb up in my then-long hair to "make curls," and entangled it so thoroughly that my hair had to be cut short, but I didn't think of that as a what-the-hey-let's-give-it-a-shot moment, more along the lines of copying adult behavior.
I don't have to go very far back for this one. I was at Niagra Falls Monday and I wanted to toss my red baseball hat into the Niagra river so as to watch it go over the falls. Alas I didn't because it was the only cap I'd packed and I needed it yesterday (Tues).
I got married.
Also, I once lived in an apartment with a gas fireplace. I'd turn on the gas and let it run for progressively longer intervals before flicking a match into it, just so I could see how large a fireball I could make.
I stopped when a neighbor from the other side of the complex asked if I was having electrical problems. He said he'd noticed my lights were "flickering quite brightly" for hours at a time.
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