Never Start a Fire Nude

As I move through this list of Firsts, I'm noticing that some of my original goals now lack luster. Some haven’t been attainable, some I chickened out on and some...are just not things I care to do anymore.  Why did I want to hang around in the nude with a bunch of strangers again? 
I looked into a few places and genuinely did consider attending the nudist volleyball weekend, nudist glow stick party, nudist golf cart parade and/or the “Bare as you Dare” dance. But, when I read rule #2 on the Nudist Policy stating that, “When in the nude, always use a towel to sit on” (to avoid sharing body goo I would guess??) and then #7 which said “All persons MUST be nude when using the swimming pool, hot tub or sauna.” I somehow felt....conflicted.
As a runner up to visiting a nudist camp, I decided to do something as equally dangerous. Start a fire. Perhaps it took a weeks’ worth of newspaper and 20 minutes to light and perhaps it smoked more than flamed and just maybe it burned less than 5 minutes, but dammit - if you stuck your hand in it, it still would have hurt.

Lus-ter: radiant, luminous brightness; brilliance, or glory.” Yep, that pretty much describes my fire ;)