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Saturday, June 12, 2004

Fireworks are great, at least these ones were, and not just because they were shiny and/or twinkly. Every year, my little town has a little holiday called Friendship Day (named that because "everyone in our town gets along and it is a place where the English and French live in harmony"), where we have a [craptacular] parade, concerts and fireworks set to music. This year the fireworks were particularly well done and the music actually went with the presentation, though it was Enrico Iglesias so it wasn't all that great music. Before the presentation, a lady found a microphone and attempted to tell the history of the day to us in English and in French, but the French was so hideously awful that I couldn't help but burst out laughing every time she started to speak it. I'm not saying that mine is any better ... wait, yes that is exactly what I'm saying. I'm not even sure that what she was speaking could actually be considered French, and by the end I think she had figured that out as well as she had dropped that language and did the last half of it in English (this no doubt pissed a whole lot of separatists off as dey do not like da hanglish [I hope you appreciated that, French accents are hard to type]). There was also this little Chinese infant sitting on his fathers lap behind me that thought it was simply the funniest thing ever to kick me lightly in the arse. He would do it, then giggle for a bit and do it again, giggling all the more while his dad practiced his English by repeating everything the lady said in regards to Friendship Day. The fireworks were still good. Especially the twinkly ones. Contrary to popular belief, shiny things do not attract and hold my attention ... unless they are moving. Then yes, they do, but only because I let them ... Yes, that's right.

Random useless fact (that may or may not appear in a future edition of Trivial Pursuit) learned today: Joe Rogan, the annoying guy from Fear Factor, played in News Radio.

Song in the background: Nice Weather For Ducks by Lemon Jelly "All the ducks are swimming in the water"

Summary in seven words: Fireworks and a lady with horrid French.

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