Mine was spent sleeping.
I got up early and bought some fruit; ate and went to sleep.
Went motorcycle riding for a bit, went to a street fair and had funnel cake and a gross-ass crepe, then went back to sleep.
I did view the fireworks, but truthfully, it was unimpressive. By the time you're 30, you've seen at least 60 firework displays. Unless they're writing names, making birds, airplanes or an image of Barney, it's just loud noises, bright lights and smoke.
There were a couple smilie faces, hearts and cubes, but that was it.
July 4th: one of two days a year when Americas are friendly. The other being Christmas.
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July 4th: one of two days a year when Americas are friendly. The other being Christmas.
Heh. So sad, so true. Friendliness used to be synonymous with American...before everyone became afraid of their own shadow. :-/
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