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Well.. if it's any consolation.. I sometimes scare me too. Then I get a bad idea...
Like the time my father, a group of 'us mal-contents' and I went camping. I was in charge of the camp fire while dad went to go see something......
My father turned to look back at the campsite while on a "Yonder hill" about a half-mile away almost and was astounded to see the pillar of fire that led the Hebrews out of Egypt... with a speck sillouetted at it's base. Or, at least, that's what he appeared to see. So he, being the unflappable guy he is, tromped off to investigate this odd occurance.
Sure enough- dad comes walking upon a huge conflagration, still confined to it's firepit, towering into the sky. I'm the only soul within 5 foot of the flames. Everyone else is back about twenty or thrity foot. One or two brave souls came within ten foot and backed off complaining it was too hot. And I'm adding wood to the fire.
Did I mention how unflappable my father is?
He's looking around at an area completely illumined by towering flames and says in a dead-pan tone:
"Can you knock that down a bit?"
I merely moved one log and the flames returned to normal campfire chatter. Since then I've been heckled as a pyro or worse, hellspawn. I've also been banned from making, starting or tending any campfires.
Is it just me?