Update

It's been a busy couple of days, and it doesn't look like it's slowing down anytime soon. Science Fair is tonight, and I've offered to help Kelly gather up the necessary supplies. Before that, I have my own errands to run, as well as lunch with Elan and Yonek.

I still haven't written my spiel for Science Fair yet. You'd think that after 6 years of hosting events for GW, I'd have it down by now. Nope. My personal goals for this evening is to A) be funny and B) not burn all the hair off my arm.

For those of you who weren't there two years ago, I'll preface by saying that my comedic stylings are fueled by gin. Gin makes me funny, but it also deletes some of my common sense in the process.

One of the groups had used electrolysis to convert water into hydrogen. Part of their dispaly was lighting little bubbles full of hydrogen gas, which went up with neat little 'FLOOOM's and made everyone oooh and ahhh. They also had a balloon full of hydrogen, for demonstration purposes. I suggested that they light the balloon. They politely declined my request.

It was at this point that I snatched the BBQ lighter out of the group leader's hand, called them 'pussies,' and proceeded to light the balloon.

A four-feet-fireball promptly engulfed my arm up to the elbow.

Thankfully, the explosion was mercifully quick. Apart from a small blast wave and the smell of burning hair, there was no damage. I quickly thrust my arms in the air and shouted, "I'm OK!" into the microphone.

Good times.

Okay, I need to get to work. Cheers.