more of yesterday

My wonderful neighbors continue tonight to pop fireworks they didn't get around to last night. Is this fun and I just don't know it?

I'll live I guess.

fireworks

Tonight is one of 2 nights I dread each year. Not because it's the fourth of July or New Year's eve but because it's an excuse for dips to set off fireworks. And leave the resultant trash strewn around the neighborhood. Bottle rocket debris on the roof, roman candle trash in the street.

Are they too stupid to know they're just burning money.

Call me a grump I don't care. There are firework shows almost nightly. Why do you have to set off your own?

Drinkers

So I'm eating a mediocre meal of chicken strips and awful fries at Church's today minding my own business when a group of, how should I describe them?, low IQ hillbilly types sits down behind me.

The topic of conversation is drinking. How it affects their family members, how they got charged with a PI even though they only blew a .081. Now they'll have to go to court and get a court appointed attorney. But hell they'll beat it for sure.

Folks, the days of bragging about your alcohol consumption and it's related hassles is so 20th century. Get some responsibility about you.

$2 dollar bills!

So I take my scrap metal to be recycled and put a little cash in my pocket. I had some aluminum window frames from my house remodel, a well used Ducane Bar BQ and lots of nuts and bolts, along with old cutlery and other scraps of metal.

Get there and wait patiently in line for my turn only to be over run by some "Hispanic" who barged ahead of me. By the time I tried to call the place while sitting in their parking lot he was called ahead of me. Of course I'm not about to get out of my car and confront someone in Houston whose primary source of income is recycling old engines and air conditioners.

But I got hm back by glaring at him. This is what it's come down to in my old age, glaring.

You sir are today's irritant.