I was just reading some of the posts (you guys are captivating) and listening to Jimmy Martin's (1973 Bean Blossom Bluegrass Fesitval) rendition of "Free Born Man", when I realized that I had a pot of burning Top Ramen (Shrimp Flavor) on the stove. I got to the pot just as the last drop of moisture was bubbling into evaporative oblivion. I managed to save dinner thanks to a dirty coffee cup and the miracle of modern plumbing (I live on the 8th floor). That was close. Has anything like this happened to you, while visting Cyburbia?