I hung out on the beach and caught Onset's wick-wick-whack fireworks last night. It wasn't that bad, but we were fairly far off, and there was a stiff breeze off the water. Whahhhhhh....
There was a bit of a fireworks war between Onset and some private citizen in Buzzards Bay who may have been in New Hampshire recently. They were the left and right of my viewpoint. Onset probably took it with their finale, but the outlaw probably provided a better show over the half hour I was paying attention.
Anywho... click here for some fireworks: Lady Liberty Fireworks
Good news! Little Katelyn from our poll-fixing efforts last month got her Lou Brock/Carlton Fisk clinic, as well as her fatfat check. The ol' ballfield should be looking a lot better soon. Lou doesn't have a high opinion of using gravel on baseball infields, and I can sort of understand that myself.
I'm sort of a seriously parochial sports fan, to the point where I resent being called "Yankee" by a southerner... although not for the reason they want me to resent it. I just hate that team.
Still, this was a fun test. It determines the level of Yankeedom or Rebelese in your speech. Give it a shawt!
France beat Brazil at the World Cup yesterday, thus depriving us of a Portugal/Barzil slobberknocker in the semi-finals. Portugal had earlier eliminated David Beckham and England. The winner of France/Portugal gets the dudes who walk out of Italy/Germany.
People are stoked, although I still feel that the worst guy in the NFL is still better than the best guy in World Cup.