I just had the most amazing, spontaneous date of my whole life.  Without going into details, I would just like to state for the record (and amusement purposes of others) that steel wool is flammable, and makes for the cheapest, longest lasting sparklers a person could hope for.  She shook her head at me, laughing, and called me a First World Citizen as she held the lighter to the steel wool, running and swinging the sparking steel in wide arcs that split the dark blue night.  The sparks hurt when they landed on my skin, but it was brief; the Wonder Factor is high with this trick, and I quickly forgot to flinch. You have to keep moving.  You have to keep spinning.   

Yeah, tell me about it.