So Tandra's been in bed the last few days since she had her appendix out. I haven't been able to keep up with the dishes as much as I would like. I want to make jello for her, but all the saucepans are dirty. So I start looking around and I find this nice piece of Pyrex. My mom bought this round pyrex thingy for me when I first moved out into my own apartment. She said "you can cook with this on the stove, you can put it in the microwave (I didn't have one at the time), you can put it in the dishwasher, and it has this plastic lid so you can store stuff in the refrigerator." So I'm thinking to myself "Hey, Pyrex is freaking invincible, I'll use that."
So I boil up some water, dump the jello powder in, stir it up, put in the cold water. Very good. Now I'm supposed to let it chill, right? So I pick it up with an oven mitt and I put it in the fridge.
Uhhh... what was that?
Right, so apparently you can do all that stuff with Pyrex, just not in rapid succession. The temperature change fractured the Pyrex. Fortunately it just broke into a few large pieces instead of shattering into millions of tiny glass slivers inside my refrigerator.
*tink* *sound of a bubbling brook*
Aw, FUCK! Not only did it break, but (as you might imagine) the hot, sticky, unsolidified jello-water ran all down the inside of my refrigerator into the crisper drawer and underneath the drawers.
Thirty minutes, 1.5 rolls of paper towels, 1 semi-warm refrigerator and 1 refrigerator disassembly/cleaning/re-assembly later, I was right back where I had started, minus one box of jello and one nice piece of Pyrex.
All right, NOW you may talk smack. ("Smithers, release the hounds.")