Tag: Fireworks

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One of our neighbors is shooting off so many fireworks that I can’t tell if it’s the 4th of July or the artillery barrage the Federal troops fired at General Pickett’s division during Pickett’s charge (which was 161 years ago, yesterday).

So much noise. The cats are handling it well, but we had to close the windows out of fear that the booms would freak them out.

July

Welcome to July, my friends. Summer is in full swing. Time to start worrying about the weather turning cold and frosty.

That’s sarcasm… or is it.

Man, the time is flying.

I don’t have any plans for the 4th of July. I have to visit my father for a bit, but other than that and the happy fact that I have the day off, the only thing on my radar is the start of the 50 songs in 90 days songwriting challenge.

You know what I want to do? It’s silly… but I want to buy some sparklers. Not fireworks. I have no interest in actual fireworks. Sparklers. I want to sit on the patio in the back yard and light up a few sparklers.

It could very well be the last 4th of July the United States gets to celebrate authentically. We very well could be a fascist dictatorship a year from now. We should do something to mark the last go around.

Also… sparklers are fun.

Fireworks

We’ve had pouring rain for about 40 days and 40 nights around here and most towns have axed their Fourth of July fireworks for the second year in a row. Well, postponed them at least, maybe not cancelled completely. You know what I mean.

I thought I’d make up for it with this Independence Day memory of Boston fireworks from 2006. Mostly because these pics are among the oldest on my Flickr account and therefore super easy to find. It’s the thought that counts though, right? I’m just trying to capture the spirit of the thing, you know*?

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Festive, eh? Hooray for the USA! Ooooo. Ahhhhh.

*Yes, thats a reference to the hockey reporter in the movie Slapshot. I should watch that movie again soon.

Fireworks

Well, we didn’t make it over to the Methuen fireworks show tonight. We all went out to eat in Burlington and we were too late getting back.

We can, however, hear them from our house. Based on the frequency of the BOOOMs, it sounds like a pretty good show!

Happy (slightly early) 4th of July!

More of the Nothing

Nothing going on today. I get to leave work a little early tomorrow, and Thursday is a holiday, and I get to telecommute on Friday, but today there is nothing going on.

Last night was weird. I went to bed early and got a ton of sleep. I woke up after six hours (because my brain hates me) but was able to get back to sleep and clocked in a total of about eight hours. It’s been so long. So very, very long.

Yesterday’s tornado warning that covered most of the Merrimack Valley did not end up in a tornado, but Methuen got some major storm action. None of us were home for any of it, but there were huge puddles everywhere and the Methuen PD reported some minor flooding. The worst part of the weather was the mystery it left in our back yard.

When I got home the bird feeder was off the hook, laying on the ground empty. That begs the question, did the wind and the storm knock it over or did the damn dirty squirrels knock it off first. It was empty, so there was some serious squirrel mischief, but did they initiate it or not? It’s a mystery. One that may never be solved.

I’m still concerned about the weather forecast for tomorrow. There is a 30% chance of precipitation and calls for scattered thunderstorms. I want to take the kids to the Methuen fireworks. The rain date is Friday, and this Friday the kids are at their dad’s. The weather has to be good on Wednesday.

It reminds me of Woodstock. Maybe if we all think real hard we can stop this rain (from coming).

No Rain!
No Rain!
No Rain!

Welcome to July

So yeah, it’s July now. Boy those April, May, and June months sure burned through fast, huh? Like, here and gone.

Urgh.

Life would be so much easier if we could just jump from September straight around to April again and just give Autumn and Winter a miss.

When I was a kid and in boy scouts I developed an interest in archery. My parents got me a bow and some cheap wooden arrows with target practice style tips (don’t remember what the actual term for them was). With the exception of the incident where I shot out a neighbor’s garage window, I was getting half decent with the thing. Over the last couple of weeks I’ve been wishing I kept with it. If I had, I would be able to do something about the damn squirrels stealing the bird food from the bird feeder. Bastards! I’d shoot them through the eye and hang them on the trees nearby to warn off the other little pricks. I hate them! I hate them! We’ve reached the point where opening the window and yelling at them no longer scares them away. They just laugh and give me the finger. Jerks.

So the 4th of July is this week. It’s time to start planning our day. Methuen has fireworks on Wednesday night. I hope the weather holds and we get to go. We’ve been living in the city since 2008 and I don’t think we’ve ever participated in a single town event. Those times the fire department came to the duplex don’t count. Maybe this year is the year we join the community (for a day, and then wait a year before we participate again. I don’t wanna get too townie, ya know? heh heh).

Are tasers legal in Massachusetts? Maybe I’ll get one of those to keep the squirrels away. ZAP! Dance, rodent! Dance!!!

July, the month for summer fun, cookouts, swimming, and removing squirrels from the yard with extreme prejudice.

Happy July!

Fireworks

I was wondering when Methuen would be holding its Fourth of July fireworks display.  I went to twitter and BANG, there was this:

Hmmm… ineteresting, WordPress.com… I thought that would come out with the image of the tweet and the poster attached to it.  Ahh, WordPress.com and it’s fear of HTML.  Shame.

 

ADDENDUM: Well the images are there.  So I guess what I am really lamenting is a Visual editor that actually shows what will be on the actual post.  I could have previewed it, but I didn’t.  Oh well.  Sorry WordPress.com.