So even that last half it rosy colored glasses in my opinion, but it was at least better. And I get the point. It's not anymore, but it could be again.
All the same though, I love the 4th of July. BBQ's, chilling outside with friends and/or family all day, then watching people blow shit up. It's a great holiday. It's brilliant.
So last night we went and literally got on a train to fireworks town. No seriously. After work we headed to Osceola, Wisconsin, boarded a train, rode for about an hour, took a short bus ride and arrived in Marine, Minnesota for fireworks basically on Main Street. Which were pretty much right over our heads. Like, bits of firework falling on us, right over our heads. Pretty awesome. It was a great time. Really the only thing that kind of sucked was that the air temperature was roughly that of the surface of the sun. Holy fuck it's hot out. So incredibly out.
Then we took a bus back to train back to Osceola and drove home. Which is to say, we had a great night but didn't get home until really late and I haven't even looked at my pictures yet.
So here are some pictures from Lake Superior quite awhile ago. (Thus the old signature.)
doesn't that look inviting?
Don't you want to go sit there next to the lake?
Aaaand pile some rocks on the arm of your chair in a... neat looking way?
Happy Fourth of July, Y'all!