So, it’s the 4th of July, known as Independence Day here in the United States. How did I get fireworks photos already? Well, either I finally perfected time travel or we had them a day early here because we like to get a head jump on things where I live. We are not slackers. I’m not really sure why I keep photographing fireworks, but I do. At least last night I was set up so I could stand back a bit and actually watch them, which I found to be far superior to watching them through a camera. The downside to this was that I had to take my tripod, which meant I had to carry it on my back, along with a chair (that I didn’t end up sitting in much) and my camera bag. All of it got pretty heavy as I trudged across town, but I decided it was better to set a pace and stick with it instead of pausing to alleviate the weight on my shoulders, so I could just get to where I was going and put it all down. It would probably be even better to rope someone else into helping me carry everything, and maybe I’ll look into that, provided I’m interested in taking fireworks photos again next year.
Anyway, it’s a good holiday, as far as holidays go: you get to drink beer and eat food that has been grilled, and these things are perfectly okay in my book. Maybe you’ll go to the movies today or maybe you’ll go to the beach or maybe you’ll commemorate the life and work of Jeff Goldblum (R.I.P.) by watching the awesomely bad movie, Independence Day, in which the aliens are defeated with a computer virus. (If that’s a spoiler, then what year are you living in, 1994?) No matter what you do (even if it’s not a holiday where you live), have a good one.
It’s also my friend Caryn‘s birthday today. I don’t think she’ll see this today because she’s on vacation right now, so it’s a perfect time to talk about her behind her back. Ha! But seriously. Caryn is a great friend, and if you don’t know her, you should be jealous of me because I do. Caryn makes me laugh, she understands when I sometimes just need to quote George Michael, and because I am apparently still a teenager, she listens to all my boy troubles. I hope I am as good a friend to her. I also hope that she is rocking out today. So, happy birthday, Caryn! You’re the best. (And I will try to mail your gift before Thanksgiving.)
Now I’m going to drink some more coffee and think about, I don’t know, doing some stuff, or something. Let me close with my favorite patriotic image, because I’m sure it is patriotic somehow.
Right on.
Happy Indepencence Day!! And Happy Caryn’s Birthday, too!! I actually am going to grill something today. No beer for me, though, I’m cut off from beer. *sigh* I miss beer.
Posted by Brett | July 4, 2009, 11:16 amHappy day to you too, Brett!
I’ll have a beer for you.
Posted by jamelah | July 4, 2009, 12:13 pmif i tweet, i exist. (even though the dead can tweet)
happy 4th!
happy caryn day
happy twittereincarnation
Posted by talkingnow | July 4, 2009, 12:30 pmMight that be, hanging without shame next to old glory, both the unsexiest and well-padded pair of women’s underwear ever made?
Posted by You can call me, 'Sir' | July 6, 2009, 10:50 amJudih — Hi! If I don’t tweet much (and I don’t, really), does that mean I only partly exist?
Sir — Heh. Let me tell you about that… thing. It’s a clothespin holder. For real. My grandma got it at a yard sale a long long time ago, and I always wondered about it, mostly thinking “Why is there a giant pair of fake underwear hanging on the clothesline?” And then I noticed there were clothespins in it, which just made it weirder. It turns out that my grandma only just noticed about a year ago that oh, those look like underwear. She has it hanging in the garage, sort of like a sentry. Or she did. She moved it recently, and I can’t figure out why. Because really, why wouldn’t she want guests to see an underwear-esque clothespin holder immediately upon entering the property? The mind, it boggles.
Posted by jamelah | July 6, 2009, 11:34 amaww — shucks. I just feel honored to be mentioned next to the patriotic fake underwear. Thanks for the shoutout and birthday wishes — you’re the best. (And that’s a damn fine fireworks shot — mine didn’t turn out so well so maybe I should just stick to carrying the gear.)
Posted by Caryn | July 9, 2009, 9:12 am