I live in interesting times. From the Times-Picayune today.
New Orleans paramedics responded late Tuesday night to one of the city's oddest emergency calls in some time, when they were dispatched to an undisclosed French Quarter location by reports of a "man on fire."
Well, part of him, anyway.
The responding crew had to treat and transport a man who had sustained severe burns that were limited to both buttocks and one upper rear thigh. The man was given pain medication after what, apparently, was an asinine stunt. Medics said he was transported to the Interim LSU Hospital trauma center in stable condition.
New Orleans EMS spokeswoman Liz Belcher confirmed what details she could on Wednesday, but noted that the EMS crew handling the call was unable to obtain the patient's age, nor learn how his buns had gotten so sticky. The man was described as "uncooperative."
Imagine that.
"After reading the report and speaking with the responding crew, it seems they got a call for a man on fire," Belcher said. "They showed up, and bystanders had extinguished the gentleman. We are not quite sure how he became the victim of a fire. He was not clear on that."
There was no indication that the man was a plumber, nor whether crack played a role in his mishap.
Bottom line, this had to hurt. And here it's not even a full moon this week.