Because of my unusual screen name I sometimes get asked if I'm a gay banjo player. In actuality I'm neither of those things (well, I do play a little banjo.) Mostly I picked that name because it was a random pairing of two funny words that, put together, made for an interesting image. It wasn't intended to be self-descriptive.
Even so, last night I accidentally lit myself on fire. I was standing near the mantel when I noticed an odd smell and heard a sound next to my ear that reminded me of that sort of sizzling sound that pop rocks make when you first pour the package into your mouth, and I had a second of thinking "what's that strange sound?" before I realized that my hair was smoldering because I'd leaned too close to a candle.
No serious harm done. The worst part about it was the smell. Still, inadvertently setting fire to myself is pretty much right in line with the week that preceded it.
Posted by flamingbanjo at February 5, 2007 05:56 PMHope you weren't drinking a Pepsi at the time - that would just be too weird!
Posted by: COMTE at February 6, 2007 03:05 PMAt college I worked part-time as a waitress in a candle-lit bistro. I managed to set my (long) hair alight in full public view on a number of occasions.
Here's hoping next week is an improvement for you.
Posted by: dishuiguanyin at February 7, 2007 05:55 AM