President Bush.
He's that good, everyone. Seriously. He squashes Evil Doers with his fist and gets America to 700 years old in record time. Give the dude some props next time you see him.
So we watched the fireworks from our front lawn last night. Actually, we watched them on the connecting house's lawn which has no one living in it. So, yes, we did run the risk that if someone were to decide to buy, close and move in the house between 8:30 and 9:30 pm last night, we would have had some very awkward explaining to do. But I would like to think that if that were to happen that the patriotic mood and jovial spirit of America would prevail and they would totally understand.
When the fireworks started, I decided that would be the guy in the group or crowd of people that always tried to explain each firework. The guy that would tell everyone else what the actual names of each firework were. So in case you didn't have that guy by you last night, here are some common fireworks and their proper names...
"Gerber Daisy D-Light Firecracker"
"Blue-Red-Green-Awesome Firecracker"
"Intergalactic-Planitary, Planitary-Intergalactic Firecracker"
"Firecrackers with Annoying Big Thing in Front of it Firecracker"
"'Oh Crap', that Really Sucks Firecracker"
