Bombs Bursting in Air
We went to Tybee for the firework show there instead of River Street in Savannah. We naively thought that there might be less people, and therefore less of a parking/traffic problem. I guess sitting in traffic and buying overpriced beer is part of celebrating America's birthday. Walking the mile or so on the beach in order to meet our friends was actually fun, although. Watching all the people - young, fat, tattooed, drunk, ugly, etc. - is always a good time. My favorite was the man who used his cigarette to lite his cheap fireworks. Classy.
The fireworks were shot from the pier, which we were lucky enough to have sat next too. So we had a great view. However, on a scale of 1 to 573, 026 I would give this explosive display a mere 240,822. Not that it wasn't a good show, but what fireworks show isn't? It is a rule at mediocre fireworks shows that everybody has to talk about the best show they've seen. And it's never interesting. (I.e. - On the Navy Pier in Chicago on a random Wednesday. It was impeccably choreographed to patriotic music. It was color coordinated and lasted for at least an hour. I can't imagine what a huge waste of money it was. [You see, you don't care.])
And here's some old pictures from somewhere or other.
This one is a deep see creature of some kind. Unfortunately, it exploded as I took this shot. What a mess.
I got this baby while repairing the Hubble last time I went up. It is of the Heskar System in Delta 4B. It went boom.
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