I won’t go into my feelings and thoughts on the holiday today, as I’m pretty sure I’ve covered that pretty well over the years.
While today’s not my watering day, I’ll be turning on my sprinklers later for a bit, as I always wake up on the 5th of July to find a bunch of bottle rockets and other flaming projectile scraps in my yard. Oh the joys of living near Pilot Butte.
Be safe, don’t do anything stupid (meaning don’t get stupidly-drunk), and please don’t set my house on fire (I’m looking at you, neighborhood morons who were blasting off the gigantic mortars until 1AM this morning). Go read an old document or something.