Ouch. I hurt.
Drove to my friends house (at Atlanta and Newland for those familiar with HB)
We to Main St. and watched the Parade. Then we walked back to his house and lounged around at the neighborhood bbq and got some color. The morons on the street behind us were shooting fireworks into the sky and almost nailed the HBCopter. Real smart. We walked back to the pier for the fireworks and got rained on by ash and watched as they almost blew up the pier. YAY! Hobbled back to his house with ash in the eye. Boo.
My legs are killing me.
Neighbors were blowing stuff up. They were fined by the cops too. Best thing ever was the cops patrolling Main St. in a rented minivan. I wish I had my camera. It seems that the *increased enforcement* was cops in rental cars cruising the neighborhood.
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