It's Time for the Good Times
I hope everybody had a great holiday weekend. Mine was very good. Hit all the right notes and wrapped up all the shit that needed to get wrapped up.
I saw the fireworks, or actually like 14% of them. We camped out on a knoll in Stuytown and figured we'd have a minty fresh view. But as it turned out most of the good stuff happened behind a big tree so we missed it. Next year they should factor in that tree.
Fireworks are always good and never really great.
Oh wait, except for the time my friends and I lit up something called "99 Flaming Balls." That was destined to be great no matter what it turned out to be. And great it was.
Tonight we were down there with our nice upstairs neighbors and there were all sorts of people bustling around trying to get a good spot. There were mosquitos and fireflies and there was damp grass and we drank some champagne out of white plastic cups and I thought damn why don't we take that champagne upstairs and sit in the air conditioning watching Warriors-Lakers 1991? But I didn't say anything. I just watched the corner of the fireworks that I could watch and I smiled.
I like nature except when I have to sit in it.
I was about to start the Bruceblog thing but then I saw a couple of comments claiming it wasn't my original idea and I got some temporary cold feet about it. BJL said it was his idea but later explained he was joking. Then some anonymous somebody said it had been done before but didn't provide a link. If I don't see any proof that somebody else thought of it first in the next two days, I am going to move forward. I just need a cool background photo and a nice blog title and we'll be off.
My first post was going to be called "5th of July, Asbury Park." And yes, Sandy was going to figure in there somewhere. Maybe she still will.
Or maybe Sandy's a he! Check back in and find out.
Please don't miss the post below: my great uncle Cornelius checks in and reports a doozy of a deal in Brookland.
For ten points, what fast food chain has the honor of serving me the worst fast food meal I've ever eaten?
I saw the fireworks, or actually like 14% of them. We camped out on a knoll in Stuytown and figured we'd have a minty fresh view. But as it turned out most of the good stuff happened behind a big tree so we missed it. Next year they should factor in that tree.
Fireworks are always good and never really great.
Oh wait, except for the time my friends and I lit up something called "99 Flaming Balls." That was destined to be great no matter what it turned out to be. And great it was.
Tonight we were down there with our nice upstairs neighbors and there were all sorts of people bustling around trying to get a good spot. There were mosquitos and fireflies and there was damp grass and we drank some champagne out of white plastic cups and I thought damn why don't we take that champagne upstairs and sit in the air conditioning watching Warriors-Lakers 1991? But I didn't say anything. I just watched the corner of the fireworks that I could watch and I smiled.
I like nature except when I have to sit in it.
I was about to start the Bruceblog thing but then I saw a couple of comments claiming it wasn't my original idea and I got some temporary cold feet about it. BJL said it was his idea but later explained he was joking. Then some anonymous somebody said it had been done before but didn't provide a link. If I don't see any proof that somebody else thought of it first in the next two days, I am going to move forward. I just need a cool background photo and a nice blog title and we'll be off.
My first post was going to be called "5th of July, Asbury Park." And yes, Sandy was going to figure in there somewhere. Maybe she still will.
Or maybe Sandy's a he! Check back in and find out.
Please don't miss the post below: my great uncle Cornelius checks in and reports a doozy of a deal in Brookland.
For ten points, what fast food chain has the honor of serving me the worst fast food meal I've ever eaten?
posted by hans q. bungle at 00:35
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