Well this ends a fourth of July celebration reminicient of past parties, but somehow lacking in spectacular. We had our annual 4th of July Independence day celebration/block party. Trudy's brother Jeff and his fiance', Mia flew in from L.A. and we were happy to have them enjoy our neighborhood comraderie. The drinks were flowing and the BBQ's were burning, steaks, brats burgers, hot dogs you name it we cooked it. This celebration brings us back to the simple days of years gone by with neighbors socializing, kids running amok, flags waving, and general easiness with the world as we live it today. There were games of catch with footballs and baseballs, basketball intertwined with little kids to adults that should have known better than to exert themselves without stretching their old tired unused muscles. All ending in a home-grown firework display consisting of illegal mortars, rockets and loud exploding pyrotechnics.

Previously I noted the lack of spectacular. It seems in years past we were able to spend $100 a piece for a great firework display. In todays economy the Bang for the Buck just didn't add up to years past. Sure we had a great show, and those who haven't seen it before were thrilled, but it could have been better. We had multiple mortars and a number of rocket blasts. The "Grand Finale" was comprised of 18 Mortars and rockets which "thrilled", but the middle show lacked oomph. I think I will put out notice tomorrow that I am collecting funds to prepare for next years show. In 365 days I should be able to collect enough money to support a mini Beruit. "The rockets red glare" will have a new meaning then.
Furthermore it seems that some complain about the hazards of setting off airborne pyrotechnics yet sit down and enjoy the show. Which is it? Do they support and enjoy the show of which average everyday Joes blow an ungodly amount of money on explosives. Or are they quietly writhing in their seat as they watch the next mortar take off and explode. If you can't handle the heat, get the hell out of the kitchen. Don't eat the main course and mention in the same breath how bad it is for you. This is especially true if you didn't contribute monetarily to the mayhem you just sat down and enjoyed.