July 4- Hooray for the Red, White, and Blue Line?!
Happy Fourth of July! Woo hoo! Wave your flag! Barbeque your chicken!( If you wear enough sunscreen, maybe your chicken won’t be as barb- okay, this is getting stupid…)
Anyway, it’s a three-day holiday weekend, and today will probably be the big day in most communities…with the parades, fireworks, etc. Many are the Independence days that I’ve had to work, often on location, such as at the Taste of Chicago, but your pal Mr. Goolie has the day off today.
I don’t know about you, but my neighborhood has sounded like a war zone for the past few nights- there are a few too many people with access to fireworks of various kinds around. Now, granted, I enjoy fireworks- and, honestly, I’ve set of quite a few in my day. More on that in a moment- but, in my neighborhood, they’ve been blowing off some big-time stuff. The other late night, about 1:30 or 2:00 am- there was a HUGE explosion that woke us all up- and it turned out to be some nimrod setting off some infernal combustible- most likely a quarter stick of dynamite, a “firework” that is highly illegal. It sounded like a truck fell off a cliff into an earthquake.
I’ve never been a fan of those just plain LOUD fireworks- that just make a huge deafening noise. As I said, I’ve set off a few sparkly fireworks here and there. I’m especially partial to skyrockets, that go really high and make lovely lights. I’ve set these off while on vacation in other states, and have tried to be very careful with them. I actually don’t do that anymore- old heart patient Goolie just shouldn’t be running away like a madman as fuses burn down! I still love seeing the lights in the sky, though…and I’ve done my share of stupid things. There were these little tiny deals that looked like a small tube with little wings on each side, with a fuse you would light-and it would spin up into the air, making a sort of buzzing sound. Well, every time I’d light one, the thing would rise up in the air and –head straight for me! EVERY- SINGLE-TIME !!! I don’t know if I was doing something wrong or not, but it kept happening. One that I really liked was a small tube that you’d light, and it would turn into a spinning light, exceptionally bright, and changing colors as it spun in a tight circle. No, it didn’t chase me.
PLEASE- try not to blow stuff off that will injure yourself or others. Do as I say, not like I used to do. I’m lucky I still have two fingers to type these blogs with…especially with buzzing things zeroing in on me….
Anyway, it’s a three-day holiday weekend, and today will probably be the big day in most communities…with the parades, fireworks, etc. Many are the Independence days that I’ve had to work, often on location, such as at the Taste of Chicago, but your pal Mr. Goolie has the day off today.
I don’t know about you, but my neighborhood has sounded like a war zone for the past few nights- there are a few too many people with access to fireworks of various kinds around. Now, granted, I enjoy fireworks- and, honestly, I’ve set of quite a few in my day. More on that in a moment- but, in my neighborhood, they’ve been blowing off some big-time stuff. The other late night, about 1:30 or 2:00 am- there was a HUGE explosion that woke us all up- and it turned out to be some nimrod setting off some infernal combustible- most likely a quarter stick of dynamite, a “firework” that is highly illegal. It sounded like a truck fell off a cliff into an earthquake.
I’ve never been a fan of those just plain LOUD fireworks- that just make a huge deafening noise. As I said, I’ve set off a few sparkly fireworks here and there. I’m especially partial to skyrockets, that go really high and make lovely lights. I’ve set these off while on vacation in other states, and have tried to be very careful with them. I actually don’t do that anymore- old heart patient Goolie just shouldn’t be running away like a madman as fuses burn down! I still love seeing the lights in the sky, though…and I’ve done my share of stupid things. There were these little tiny deals that looked like a small tube with little wings on each side, with a fuse you would light-and it would spin up into the air, making a sort of buzzing sound. Well, every time I’d light one, the thing would rise up in the air and –head straight for me! EVERY- SINGLE-TIME !!! I don’t know if I was doing something wrong or not, but it kept happening. One that I really liked was a small tube that you’d light, and it would turn into a spinning light, exceptionally bright, and changing colors as it spun in a tight circle. No, it didn’t chase me.
PLEASE- try not to blow stuff off that will injure yourself or others. Do as I say, not like I used to do. I’m lucky I still have two fingers to type these blogs with…especially with buzzing things zeroing in on me….
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