July 03, 2005
Sam and Stacey want to go to Tybee Island tomorrow night to watch the big fireworks show. I ain't going. The traffic is ungodly and I simply do not like that kind of crowd anymore. I've been there and done that already, and I don't care to do it again.
But the girls are young and this is a real adventure for them. They'll go with my blessings, but they'll go by themselves. I hope they have fun.
I have some business to conduct tomorrow morning, and I think I'm going to take a side-trip over to South Carolina and buy a few boxes of Voo-Doo Balls and BIG-ASSED explosive devices. I'll set them off in my driveway, the same way I ALWAYS do on Independence Day.
As long as I don't blow up anything but myself, the cops don't seem to mind. Sam and Stacey enjoyed my show last year, so I figured we'd do it again. Sam doesn't like the noise, but Stacey is ready for anything a person can set on fire. I really LIKE her.
Heh. I'm going to light up the sky tomorrow night.
Too many fucking people. Tybee road is still just two lanes, takes two hours to go 17 miles, fuck that shit.
Hey, Rob. Please tell Sam & Stacey that the fireworks are tonight. My friends are out there, but I'm working. I believe there are fireworks on River Street on the 4th.
I did more fireworks damage to myself after I was old enough to know better.
Combine a better income to spend on explosives with cheaply priced 4th of July beer, and it's a perfect formula for an "oh shit" kind of moment.
An inch-and-a-half firecracker won't blow a hand off, but the concussion is up there with a hammer hit.
Yep, voice of experience.
Have fun, A-Man, be safe.
When I grow up, I want to marry fire.
I read an anecdote one time about some Fourth of July fireworks and how the pyrotechnic guys who were in charge of setting off this particular display were all wearing bright orange shirts that bore this warning: "IF YOU SEE US RUNNING, TRY AND KEEP UP"....
I love that......
(too bad its too late to get one made up for Rob)
I can't stand the crowds either. We hit our aunt's house early (beach front private property) and play in the surf. We leave before the fireworks, too insaine when they end. All that traffic! Ugh!
Off topic..but here's a guy that been pretty fucked over...but why get rid of the gifts? Get rid of the bitch..lol