Well, another ULTRA cool fireworks show chez gkr
! This year had two noticably new things: a series of white shots that went off of the bow of the ship in quick succession (boom boom boom boom boom boom!), and also these crazy poofy things that looked like flying jellyfish - they went up and down and sideways and were coooool
. Too bad I forgot to get a radio out on the dock so we could see how the explosions were synchronized to the music - though even without the music I had a good time, regressing to a potty-mouthed 6 year old. We were so close to the fireworks that I had this brief vision of some SF novel I'd read, where the cloud forms overhead and metamorphoses into the face of the Evil Villain, who then reaches out to grab our hero/ine/s
. (Or maybe it was a movie. Ring a bell for anyone?)
Very sorry not to have my sister here with me this year. moriae
were good company, however, and very enthusiastic about the devilled eggs and the mansticks. And we liked how we figured out the parking situation right this year and made a quick beeline back to Capitol Hill after it was all over instead of getting stuck in traffic on Eastlake for an hour like last year.
Just so you know I'm a complete burnout: at one point, as the tiny twinkles arced over the barge and down toward the water, I turned to shadowdaddy
and said, "Every one of those little stars represents someone whose civil liberties have been trampled on in the wake of 9/11."
And he laughed. Ah, bitter irony - goes well with grilled dogs every time
And with that, a Happy Fourth of July to you all! America - jingoistic since at least 1830 and still going strong