Fireworks

It's getting near sundown, so I expect to start hearing fireworks before long. On the way home from the office today, I passed a number of parking lots that had been roped off to prevent unauthorized cars from parking...these are lots with great views of one of the most spectacular fireworks displays around here, Kaboomtown, the City of Addison's gala July 3 extravaganza. We're sticking around the house...my wife will read or watch television, I will browse the Internet and wander around outdoors, trying to get a glimse of some of the more remarkable explosions.

It will be loud...always is. If it weren't for the crowds, I'd get a bit closer and watch the fireworks. I enjoy sitting around with a group of people, grilling hotdogs and drinking beer, waiting for the celebration. One of the radio stations always syncs its music to the fireworks. That's always fun.

But tonight, we're sitting at home. Fuddy duddies.

Since I wrote that, my wife proved me wrong. She agreed to go out with me. We drove to Addison (about 4 miles away) in a light drizzle, only to find massive traffic snarls. Everyone else wanted to prove they aren't fuddy duddies, either. We finally found a decent spot and watched fireworks for a while...pretty stuff. We didn't staff for the finale, which is always amazing, because we wanted to miss the horrible traffic snarls immediately following. On the way home, we noticed people sitting by the roadside in several places, anywhere there was a decent view toward the west, where the fireworks were visible. There were people parked along a raised portion of Preston Road, a six-eight lane north-south artery nearby. Insanity.

But the fireworks were pretty.