Friday, July 04, 2008


Let it be said: you may have seen fireworks tonight in the cities where you live, but you haven't seen fireworks till you've seen fireworks sitting on a blanket in the sagebrush across Highway 20 from the Grub Stake Market (now: Mountain Deli Market) where they have, apparently, for years and years had a Fourth of July fireworks display.

Points in this display's favor:

1. It was about 2.5 minutes from where we're staying.
2. No traffic.
3. The guy who set them off had a little running patter that he hollered for all to hear--the people near the market, people like us across the road, anyone within earshot.
4. The fireworks were awesome.
5. The Island Park firetruck was parked nearby, in case of pyromania/fireworks expertise gone awry.
6. No musical overhead, unless you cared to sing a rousing anthem of "Pink Houses" from where you sat.
7. Home in 2.5 minutes from when the smoke started clearing.
8. Awesome smell of whatever fireworks are made of--sparks and gunpowder?



Unfortunately, I forgot to bring any connecting things--to charge my iPod, to hook up my camera, nothing--so I can't post any pictures, which I know you're dying to see ("oh my gosh, I hope she'll post pictures! please oh please let there be pictures!"). Too bad, and sorry. And now, I am off to defend my Bacarac title. In conclusion,
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America somethin' to see baby
Ain't that America home of the free
Little pink houses for you and me
Happy Fourth of July!


  1. little pink houses indeed.

    love your new masthead.

  2. I cannot belove how much I love your blog.



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