A friend posted these videos of Burning Corn on Facebook, and it brought back great memories. I was one of the fire spinners floating around in the background, and if I'm remembering correctly, this was shortly after I started spinning real fire instead of just practice poi.
I've been to Burning Man a few times, and to a number of local burns in the Midwest, and I remember them all fondly (even that freezing, mud-drenched Playa del Fuego, because that's where I met Meg). I remember Burning Corn having a little more edge to it, but I like edge.
Great times, great people, and a lot of fun. I haven't played with fire in a long time, and I miss it sometimes. But I'm sure I'll get around to it again eventually, one day.