So I learned some things last night about my workplace:
1) The second floor gift shop (home of the "cheap" $5 batteries) is an excellent place to watch fireworks from. Of course, I was only in said shop at fireworks time because I was leaving work early to beat the firework crowd out of the area so I didn't stop to watch.
2) The lot where I park my car: also an excellent place to watch the show. Plus out there you get the bonus symphony of 18 car alarms going off at once every time a large shell explodes. Nothing says "God Bless America" like an 18-car salute!
3) A lot of people park in very stupid places (along a 6-lane highway? sure... why not?) to watch fireworks. Why not just park in 30 minute parking and go down to the lagoon? Duh!
So I really only caught a couple disjointed seconds of the big fireworks last night. That wasn't such a big deal to me - they're the same every year. Of course, then I pulled into my apartment complex and it was exactly as Scott had warned me ahead of time - like a war zone. There were 4 or 5 different people around the complex shooting fireworks up into the sky (I was under the impression that anything that launches is illegal... but what do I know? I grew up in a state were sparklers were illegal). Our actual street was filled with delightful sulfur-tinged smoke. And Scott kept watching the drunken morons across the street waiting for them to blow up their own truck. It never happened.
Since I worked yesterday, I have a bonus day off today... until 6 when I have to leave for choir. I started today with a little blog-cleaning. I added and removed some of the blogs on my side bar and did some other minor tweaking. Also on my agenda: trip to Wal Mart to buy cat litter. Stat!
What a thrilling life I lead!
3 comments:
I thought those shoot-y thing were illegal too but we had about 4 or 5 "personal" fireworks shows around here last night. I mean these were big, BIG professional looking, blossom high in the sky things. Unbelievable. And then of course we had the show from Cypress Gardens I had gone inside by then but it certainly sounded impressive.
The 4th of July is a holiday that non-drinkers lacking pyro-mania have to patiently endure, knowing that they won't be back until midnight on 12/31 ... at least on the 4th it's over earlier!
I miss the Cypress Gardens Fireworks...
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