Oh, for the love of Pete... If you're going to tell embarrassing stories about me in a public forum,
do try to make them accurate.
I didn't set my hair on fire while lighting the fire wheel. I set my
gloves on fire while lighting the fire wheel. Also I very nearly set one of the Grove members on fire with it, too, but he was rather more agile than I expected, so he got out of the way.
I set my face and hair on fire later that evening, using Bacardi 151 to blow fireballs. Some of it had gotten into my beard, and when the back-flash occurred, it set that on fire. When I pulled back, a thick strand of my hair wrapped around my face and caught. I had the presence of mind to cover all of the burning parts with my (thankfully rum-free) hands, and it all immediately went out. But I had a blistered area near my chin, and a streak of burn-scar leading up my cheek (from where the strand of hair had burned) for a week or so. It gave be a fetchingly-raffish look, I like to think.
On another note, I don't know that my hair can be described as "viking-ish". Whether I like it or not, the nature of my hair and the constantly-furrowed state of my brow (from shouting at kidsh to get off my lawn) has caused people to tell me that I should go trick-or-treating as a Klingon. ("You wouldn't even need any makeup!" they say, the insufferable whippershnappersh.)
-BP