July 4th, 2017



So far this evening I haven't heard a single bang or boom or whistle. I guess whoever used to set off bottle rockets and piccolo Petes on the fourth has moved away, or gotten some sense. This increases the odds that the neighborhood won't burn down tonight. At least not from fireworks. Whether it will spontaneously combust due to accumulated heat I can't say. I might combust, but I'm taking precautions in the form of cold drinks. I just hope my refrigerator doesn't spontaneously combust from overwork, I've made so many ice cubes with it.

Tomorrow is, surprisingly enough, supposed to be a few degrees cooler than today was. It starts gettinghotter again on Thursday, though, so no rest for the wicked. I don't know if that saying is pertinent to the situation or not, but what the hell. Who can think in weather like this? Surely not I.

Another drink now.