Fire, Wax, Burn... ?

I'm sure some have had the very unfortunate experience of having their hair burn, their skin blister and the very wax from in their ears drip from their lobes.  To those people, I salute you; to have faced that fear, that pain and continued on.

But what about those who do it on purpose?  I don't mean those who wish to harm themselves... I mean Ear Candlers.

Ear Candlers.

That's a strange and funny name for something that can potentially produce the results I eluded to earlier.  Here is a picture of myself, being ear candled.

Please note the dry hand towel that is attempting to protect me from burns.  I asked that it be wet, but was rebuffed.  Apparently since I refuse to wax any part of my body, My wife decided that I am not permitted any protection from this latest violent attack on my person.  I braved it nonetheless.  As scary as it was, watching in the mirror as the flame slowly moved towards my exposed and vulnerable inner ear.  

However despite the encroaching fire, I did also notice that I couldn't feel anything.  I could hear the flames spitting and hissing all the way down the hollow waxed device. but I could feel nothing.

After playing chicken with the wick, we decided to cut open the butts and see what came out of my ears... I figured a little brown blob of ear wax would suffice, but no.  Aparently my ears were full of drywall dust from the renovating I've been doing.  

Not just a little, no.  I had to have almost a half teaspoon of dust come out of each of my ears.  See here the result of my harrowing if non-leathal experiment.  I can also attest, having inspected these candels prior to use, the dusty stuff you see here is all from my own two ears.  I guess not using my brain much, has indeed encouraged to gathering of dust.

Any way.  since I did not get hurt... I am almost willing to let Roberta do it again in a few months, just to see what we'll find.

Later,

Greg